Scarlet Vixen

Freelancing for the Sisterhood of Evil, Zack Hollander fought many super heroines. The Sisterhood utilized Zack's extensive skills as a professional thief and often found it necessary to take female crime fighters out of action.
Zack was as much a gentleman as possible in these situations. He was aware of his advantage over shorter opponents like Agent Miki and Night Ghost. One deft chop to the neck and the young ladies hit the floor, face down, lights out.
Taller super heroines like Puma Girl and Silver Lynx required much more caution. Zack liked executing assignments undetected and always avoided fights with women he might lose to. This was complicated by Justice Force's recent policy of recruiting agents from the Amazon Sisterhood. One of them was Athena Holt, known to the general public as Scarlett Vixen. Zack fought her three times before they slept together.
The initiation rites of the Amazon Sisterhood required its young girls to prove themselves as warriors. Since the time of Princess, now Queen, Diana, many had chosen to follow their leader's example and fight the injustice committed in the Cities of Men. Many also left their home islands in search of a full time mate and combined the completion of the rites with the husband quest.
Zack and Scarlett Vixen first met when she and four other Justice Force agents interrupted Zack and three other Sisterhood of Evil operatives while looting an exhibit of rare Ming era porcelain pottery. Zack slugged Red Vixen on the chin, slamming her into a nearby wall. The impact dislodged a vase perched directly above Scarlett Vixen's head. The jar shattered into a hundred pieces on the super heroine's head as she rose to reenter the brawl. She slumped down, out cold.
Taking Scarlett Vixen the second time went so smoothly that Zack amazed even himself.
Scarlett Vixen had made the beginner's error of exposing her back to an open door at Justice Force headquarters. Zack slide noiselessly behind Scarlett Vixen and landed a chop on her neck.
The Amazon's body jerked into rigidity, her eyes wide circles. When she tottered but did not fall, Zack applied a second blow opposite the first, switching off the lights in Vixen's head.
Zack settled Scarlett Vixen on a couch in a comfortable position, knowing she'd being aching when she came around. As he downloaded a new, highly complex computer program devised by Justice Force, Zack admired Scarlett Vixen's powerful, long legs and mountainous chest. He mourned that so many attractive women fought on the side of law and order. Not that the Sisterhood of Evil was bereft of desirable females, but most of them could not be trusted. Given the nature of his work, Zack felt the shortage of trustworthy female companionship sharply.
I could trust you, pretty one, Zack assured himself, gently brushing the hair from the unconscious super heroine's face. For a moment he kept his fingers pressed gently on Vixen's cheek, memorizing the smoothness.

The night their affair began, Zack set a trap for Scarlett Vixen, which sprang perfectly.
Scarlett Vixen responded to a reported break in at the federal mint. Expecting to catch Zach Hollander in an act of grand larceny, she found only a large, gift wrapped box on the floor. With the beginners thoughtlessness Zack counted on, Scarlett Vixen lifted the lid, triggering a jet of knock out gas that engulfed her face. The gas smelled like roses and Scarlett Vixen couldn't resist taking in a big lungful. The Vixen's eyes dropped shut and were impossible to reopen. Strong arms clasped her waist and broke her fall to the floor, but not into blackness.
Scarlett Vixen was groggy when she woke in the bedroom of Zack's safe house apartment. She could see Zack at the bedside and that she was still in her Vixen outfit, but that her mask had been removed. Still very sleepy, Scarlett Vixen attempted to escape the bed, but Zack tenderly restrained her.
"Go back to sleep, Scarlett. We'll talk when your head clears."
Scarlett Vixen pushed at his arms for a few seconds more, but the tone of Zack's voice was so soothing. She allowed Zack to settle her on the bed and slipped back to sleep.

When she recovered, Zack told Scarlett Vixen about his feelings for her. She was difficult to convince, especially when she thought about the plastic strip that immobilized her ankles. Still, her last man was awhile ago. Why not? she asked herself, after Zack released her. They spent the night together, a night that would last five months.
Scarlett Vixen enjoyed the affair's element of danger. No matter how sweetly or intelligently Zack talked, he was still an expert thief in the pay of an international criminal organization. She even committed the risky act of telling Zack her real name: Athena among her kin with the surname Holt adopted in the Cities of Men.
Zack was happy to possess a woman he didn't have to continually second guess outside the bedroom. Athena was the perfect "good girl"; honest, sweet natured and thoroughly enjoyed sex. If all her Amazon sisters were like Athena, Zack reasoned, he'd nail the entire island.
But being with a good girl had draw backs. While Zack thought they'd continue fucking indefinitely, Scarlett Vixen knew the fling could not last. If Justice Force discovered the indiscretion, Athena would be fired and sent home in disgrace. In Zack's case, the Sisterhood of Evil would first terminate his contract and then him. Feeling her love for Zack deepen every day, Scarlett Vixen was unable to convince her lover of the danger and she ended the relationship.
Zack was angry. He was enjoying sex with Athena and didn't want it to end. Their long, loud argument ended when the lovers decided to resolve matters in the ring.
The rules were simple: they would fight to a knockout. If Athena lost, they would continue together. If Zack lost, the fun was over. Zack climbed into the ring with loaded gloves.
The bout lasted two rounds. Zack did his best to stay clear of Scarlett Vixen, recognizing a fury in her eyes. Athena was an Amazon fighting for her freedom and was thus very dangerous.
When the knockout punch hit her, the blow put Athena flat on the canvas, deeply unconscious. Zack started to count, but halted at "six." Cracking her eyelids, Zack realized Athena had a glass jaw and would never have won the fight even if he had fought fairly. Removing Scarlett Vixen's boxing gloves, Zack gently placed them on her stomach and kissed the out cold super heroine.

Arianna Falls in Love

Marc's first meeting with Arianna was brief.

"Come on, I've got someone you need to meet!" said Luisa, grabbing Marc by his free arm as he emerged from the men's locker room.

"Who is it this time?" asked Marc.

For the last three weeks Luisa had made herself Marc's unsolicited match maker. "A friend of mine from college named Arianna," explained Luisa. "She just got out of a relationship and she's been looking for a guy...like you!"

Earlier in the year, Marc and Luisa had a fling after Luisa knocked him cold during a match. The pair had sex for a month afterwards, until Luisa's horiness shifted to another man. But she felt guilty about hurting Marc and strove to make it up to him.

"Marc, this is Arianna," Luisa said. A pretty black girl in gray speedos and a powder blue sports bra turned from working the heavy bag and smiled at Marc. Her shimmering eyes entranced Marc, leaving him barely able to speak.

"Hi Marc, I'd shake hands but for the gloves," Arianna said in a feminine, friendly voice. For a few seconds she eyed the young man.

"I understand." Marc was caught up in her dark beauty and began watching trance like as she went back to the heavy bag.

"How long have you been fighting Marc?"

"Three years," he answered, after his brain began operating again.

"I've been at it for six," Arianna said. "Luisa says you only fight women." "Yeah. Fighting guys bores me."

"I only fight guys, too. What do you like most about being knocked out by women, Marc?"

A bolt of recognition pulsed through Marc and an answer stumbled off his tongue. "It's okay," Arianna said, stepping toward Marc. "It's the way you're overwhelmed by female strength, by femaleness?"

"Yeah..." Marc's voice was stifled by excitement. Arianna caressed his cheeks and Marc pressed her gloved hand harder onto his face.

WHAP!!

Arianna's free hand tagged Marc's chin. White light blasted in his skull. Marc glimpsed Arianna and a black curtain slammed down. "That was fast, Ari," Luisa declared, peering down at her former lover as he sagged heavily in her arms.

"That was a start." Arianna removed her gloves and pulled down the zipper of Marc's jeans, nodding in approval at the width of his erection. "When Marc comes around, tell him I'd like to see him this Saturday." "You falling in love, Ari?"

"Falling fast!"

Marc woke in the gym's recovery room, feeling intense pleasure as his senses reassembled. Luisa was standing over him. When he tried to sit up, his body ached and Luisa settled him back on his pillow.

"How about Arianna?"

Marc gave thinking and moving another try and failed. "She knows how to hit..."

"Arianna wants to see you Saturday at her place!"

On the third try, Marc sat up and, with Luisa's aid, moved to his feet. She noticed Marc's fly was still open.

"Have any plans for tonight, Marc?"

Marc heard a familiar tone in that question.


Arianna never doubted Luisa's ability to spot a "Gentle," a guy who wanted to be knocked out by a woman, like Marc. What baffled her was why she threw him away. Marc was well built, with a handsome, open face. Arianna judged from the look in his intelligent eyes that he was complete submissive. A few months back Luisa had misjudged a guy named Jon and he punched her out for the count after they had sex. Arianna had decided that wasn't going to happen to her as she watched Marc climb into the boxing ring in her finished basement.


"You fight a lot of women?" Arianna asked.

"A bunch." answered Marc, starting to shake his limbs loose.

"Ever knock any out?"

"A few."

"How did it feel to hit a girl so hard that she lost consciousness?"

"It was a rush..it felt great!"

He's so full of shit, Arianna thought happily. Gentles are so cute when they try to act aggressive.

"But its not putting out that's the real thrill, is it?"

Marc smiled in agreement, remembering how satisfying Arianna's one-punch knockout had been. In deep unconsciousness, Marc had fallen in love with Arianna, who was, like Luisa, a Rough, who got off on koing men. As much as he wanted to bang Arianna, Marc craved another trip to dreamland at her hands.



The two started slow, Marc being the aggressor. Arianna was wearing the same outfit from their first encounter, firing up Marc as he threw punches, keeping close to his mistress to the point of crowding her. This amused Arianna. She knew Marc was doing his best to give her a good fight, even overdoing his best. Arianna reminded herself to have patience and hold on for the right moment that would provide maximum pleasure to both fighters.

"After I knocked you out the first time, Luisa took down your jeans and showed me your woody!"

"No she didn't!!"

"She did! I helped you fire your load while you were snoozing!"

Marc figured the strong pleasure that filled him during while sleeping off Arianna's knockout had been the result of a dream. "Did you like what you saw?"

"I did! Purple is my favorite color! I hope you like what you're about to see..."

"What's that?" WHAP!!

"Hey!....Marc.....come on, wake up!"

Arianna's sweet voice seeped into the darkness and opened Marc's eyes. He was seated on Arianna's bed, gloves and shirt removed. He was supported by one of Arianna's arms. A "uuuuhhhhh" escaped his unmoving lips.

"There we are!" Arianna gave him a kiss. Arianna glanced at her now semi conscious lover and thought how sexy a beaten male looked, especially with a shinny bruise on Marc's cheek bone. Arianna felt a thrill when her lips pressed against the contusion.

Marc still felt dizzy, but desire surged to life in him. He clutched Arianna in a full kiss as her hands pulled off his shorts. "Destroy me!" Marc said in Arianna's ear, her fingers stroking his cock.