Home of a Bank Teller in Nebraska
“OH THANK THE GODESSES!” the Latina screamed as Hellcat
ate her out.
“I thought you would see our way of thinking was better,”
Selina kissed the young woman.
“Tomorrow morning, all his shit is going out the door!”
the Latina smiled.
“So much for a god fearing Christian girl!” Steph teased.
“So seems to be a goddess lover,” Princess purred.
“So what are you thinking my love?” Cheetah purred before
licking the latina’s nipple.
“Well I know that as much fun as we are having,” Selina
sighed, “I am sure we will want kids right?”
There were groans of reluctant acknowledgment.
“There is one man that can be up to the task of keeping
up with our Pride,” Selina said, “But before we enslave the Bat, I want to hunt
down more kittens and that includes the last Batgirl to join us.”
“Meow!” Cheetah said before kissing her lover.
*
This really was the best part, Val smiled to herself,
watching the heart broken one true love learn that they have been tossed aside!
Val laughs went unheard as MJ watched in betrayed horror
as Peter, her Peter, Spiderman help some slut carry off loot and act like she
was her owner. As she franticly tried to
call Peter, the phone went straight to voice mail!
She kept trying until the one word text came back.
“Divorce!”
Val laughed at the crying wreck, she had a person in mind
for the red head, but that was for next month.
Red Heads and Irish… For now, it was a time for Valentine’s day, at
least until the end of the month.
*
“Yeah,” the boy monitoring the camera feed said, “Hate to
say it Lois, Janet Van Dyne is defiantly given in to the Doom side.”
“Is this an act Jimmy?” Lois asked, “Doom has to know
about the cameras we planted.”
“Oh he knows,” Jimmy hit a key.
The image changed to a Doom Bot holding a cardboard sign;
“Still not convinced She is here of her own
will Mrs. Kent?”
“Shit. What else
do you have Jimmy?”
“Check out the maids,” Jimmy said, “I think this should
be proof that Van Dyne is intent on getting married and becoming Lady Doom.”
The slide showed the old stuffy maid uniforms from maybe
the 1920s, then changed to the same young lady dusting the portraits in the
hall wearing a Latverian Green cross between a sexy French maid mini dress and
a military hotty costume.
“What is she wearing?” Lois asked pointing at the up held
foot as she reached to get a corner, “Are those sneaker boots?”
“Yeah all the ladies there are wearing them,” Jimmy said,
“The sole looks like those comfort shoes for people on their feet all day, but
the upper does look like riding boots.”
“What else before we go to do the prewedding interview?”
Clark asked.
“Nothing for now,” Jimmy said, “But when the invites come
in, please remember to take me. I don’t
want to miss that party.”
“It won’t be for months,” Lois put her hand on Jimmy’s
shoulder, “Too bad we can’t publish these shots.”
*
Harley had her pet Hyena pinned and was kissing her. Behind her she was getting the Scorpion’s
love sting right up her ass and it felt wonderful. Being a slutty Side Kick to a Villain was so
much better than pretending to be some goody two shoes!
*
“Master forgive this worthless slut, but she must inform
you that a newly enlightened whore begs to be a part of your harem,” Helena
kneeled at Edgar’s feet.
“Oh?” Edgar smiled, “Get in here and beg properly!”
The nude orange skinned girl crawled on her belly. She
crawled right up to Edgar’s shoe.
“Please lord Edgar, take this worthless slut to be your
slave, she was in error to think that she could be a princess, all she is good
for is being a sex toy for your use Lord Edgar.”
Princess? Edgar asked himself. He reached down and grabbed the bright red
hair and yanked the slut’s head up.
Starfire. The pain in the ass prissy
princess. Yes this would do.
“Time to teach you what it means to be mine,” Edgar
pulled his dick out of his pants.