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A random event causes Serena to awake after centuries of magical slumber, and she encounters a young Amazon.
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Serena pays a rather intimate visit to Lynn Wonders, the same Amazon that she met after her awakening.
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Serena faces Curia, the mighty Wonder Woman, in a fierce battle.
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Stacy founds a plot against her new ally, and makes a reckless decision to protect her. 
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Tiffany Johnson made her way casually in the streets of Paragon City. The red haired scientist had decided to leave her research lab for a while, and enjoy the pleasantly sunny day with a nice cup of green ice tea. Tiffany strolled down the sidewalk, stopping once in a while to take a look at the store windows, her attention being drawn to a particularly fashionable pair of black, leather, high heeled boots.
“These look nice! Perhaps I should try them on!” she thought with a small smile, as she turned around and started to head inside the store . Still distracted, she didn’t notice a young woman that walked behind her, and nearly collided with her.
“Ugh! Oh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Tiffany said hastily with an apologetic expression, holding her cup in a precarious position.
“It’s okay! I got a little careless too!” the young woman laughed lightly, dusting herself, as Tiffany’s eyes momentarily
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Night had fallen over Paragon City, as two figures moved towards a remote location on the outskirts of the city. One of them was a blond, young woman, dressed in a black tight catsuit that fit her athletic body snuggle, highlighting her curvy figure, her knee high, high heeled boots lightly clicking on the ground. The other was slightly taller, her long, red hair draping over her strong shoulders, her curvaceous figure clad in a skintight, slick, black bodysuit, and a short red skirt, a pair of thigh high boots showed of her long legs, while a red domino mask framed her pretty face. The blond woman held her tightly by her arm, seemingly leading them ahead, as the heroine simply followed her with lowered head, her wrists bound behind her back, her lips covered by a cloth gag. The two women continued their way for a while longer, until they reached what appeared to be a large, abandoned warehouse, ignoring the warning sign on the fence around it. They stood in front of the heavy doors, t
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Crimson  Dynamo raised her fists in a battle stance, her eyes narrowing behind her red, domino mask, her heightened senses staying alert. What was shaping out to be a relatively calm night, with only a few minor incidents with some random muggers, had just gotten more unexpected. The red haired heroine had been patrolling around Paragon City, jumping through rooftops, and occasionally using her knee high, high tech boots to get a better view, when she felt as if someone was following her, hidden in the shadows. Crimson continued her patrol for a few drops and after confirming her suspicions that someone was indeed following her, she decided to simply confront them and turned around, boldly calling them out. She was quite surprised however, when her pursuer appeared in front of her. A young woman with straight, short, blond hair that barely reached her shoulders, clad in a tight, black catsuit that highlighted her curvaceous form, and matching black, knee high, high heeled boo
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Nights are rarely calm in Gotham City. When one or more of the city’s several super villains isn’t up to any good, there would always be some of the many thugs or criminal gangs that would cause mayhem. Batgirl had learned that well, as she flip backwards, avoiding a strike from a thug’s steel pipe. The young heroine had stumbled at yet another hit, this time on a bank, from a gang that had now surrounded her.
“We got her now! Let’s show this little bat not to stick her nose in other people’s business!” a pipe wielding thug said roughly, swinging the hard object in a menacing way.
“I can’t wait to get my hands on her! This will be so much fun!” another thug said, staring at her with a dirty look, and rubbing his big hands in anticipation. Batgirl simply looked around her with an almost bored look.
“Don’t you people ever learn?” she casually said, as the gang members attacked at the same time. The masked heroi
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Librarian Perils #45 - Rescued and Seduced by amazonarrow

The library is usually a quiet place, a place where people go to borrow all kinds of books and tomes, enjoy the tranquillity of the atmosphere while reading a nice book, or simply browse though the wide selection of literature. Consequently, being a librarian can be considered a simple, perhaps even dull, occupation. But that wasn’t the case for Ms Chryseis Kent, Head Librarian of the Acquisition Department. Ever since she became a staff member of one particular library, she had been through a great deal of situations, which were anything but boring. This day however, was turning out to be quite, normal. It was already evening, and the library was near its closing hours. Ms Kent settled a couple of books back in their shelves, and smiled with content. The beautiful librarian was covered in a pretty plain, and yet rather elegant and sexy outfit. A simple,
turquoise, sleeveless shirt that matched her stunning blue eyes, along with a short, black skirt that barely covered her smooth thighs. Her silky, black hair flowed freely over her lean shoulders and a pair of silver earrings added a little bit of shine to her look. Her long, athletic legs were covered with white stockings that reached all the way to her thighs, and a pair of turquoise heels completed her sexy outfit, which caused everyone around her to shoot gazes of desire towards her. The young librarian paid them little mind though, her mind travelled on what she could do once her shift was over. Perhaps she could actually spend the night at her home this time, watch a movie, and maybe call one of her friends over her place. But something told her, that it wouldn’t be so simple.

“Did you miss me, babe?” Ms Kent suddenly heard a loud voice, which sounded unpleasantly familiar, as she turned around.

“You! What are you doing here?” she gasped in surprise, as she saw a tall, tanned, dark haired, college girl standing in front of her. Her tall figure was covered in a simple black top with a light blue undershirt, brown shorts, and black boots, while her long dark brown hair were tied in a bobbing ponytail.

“I got a little bored, so I thought I should come by to have some fun” the dark haired girl said with a smirk, as she strolled towards her. Ms Kent felt her knees tremble, as she knew who that girl was. Her name was Sarah Brigade, and her idea of fun, wasn't that appealing to her.

“If you are still looking for that book, I could check and… Gah!” Ms Kent’s words were cut, as Sarah grabbed her by her throat, and pushed her violently against the wall.

“Book? What book? The book that you couldn’t reserve last time because you are a dumb bitch? I don’t care about that, anymore! I said, that I wanted to have some fun! And I will have my fun with you, bitch!” Sarah growled, and before Ms Kent could react, she fell a hard punch landing on her mid section. Ms Kent gasped in pain, as Sarah started pummelling her stomach, while at the same time she tightened her grip around her neck.

“I remember last time. I remember how you trembled, and how wet you got down there! You are really enjoying this, aren’t you?” Sarah hissed with a sadistic grin, her face mere inches away from the helpless brunette, her warm breath tingling her neck. A sharp gasp escaped her lips, as Sarah moved to suck roughly on her smooth neck, even biting down hard, while her hand moved lower and rubbed the librarian’s womanhood. Ms Kent let out a moan, but was more of pain rather than satisfaction. Enjoyed it? While it was true that Sarah had ravaged her and forced her to climax before, it wasn’t really an enjoyable experience. The young woman would still grimace, when she remembered the beating that she got and the humiliation she suffered, and it seemed that the same situation was about to be repeated. Ms Kent closed her eyes, as Sarah raised her fist again.

“That’s enough!” a firm voice was suddenly heard, causing Sarah to stop.

“Huh? Who is this? Scram girl, this isn’t your business!” she yelled, as Ms Kent Slowly opened her eyes. She saw a teenage girl, with long, light brown hair, tied in a ponytail. Her athletic figure was clad in a pretty stylish fashion. A light, multicoloured top, that sported white and cream coloured parts in the front, and black on her back, that let just a teasing view of her midriff exposed while a pair of short, blue jean shorts barely covered her firm, slightly tanned legs. Her outfit was completed by a pair of stylish, short, high heeled grey boots. She recognised that girl, it was one of the regular patrons that often borrowed books from the library.

“Jenny! No, run!” Ms Kent thought, desperately.

“I think it is! I would have to ask you to leave Ms Kent alone, right now!” the brown girl said decisively, staring at the taller woman with a steady look.

“Heh! Another goody two shoes, huh? Just like last time. Fine, I’ll beat you up too!” Sarah chuckled, as she released her grip, letting Ms Kent to fall on her knees panting, and charged against her.

“Not again!” she thought desperately, as she remembered what happened last time, when someone tried to help her against this ruthless woman. Sarah raised her fist, and took a big swing, but Jenny simply moved sideways, she grabbed Sarah’s arm, and swung her over her, slamming her on the floor. She then kept her grapple firm, and held her in a tight armbar. Sarah groaned, as she tried to free herself from the hold, and eventually Jenny let her, since her hold wasn’t tight enough. Sarah rolled away, and got up slowly, rubbing her arm, with a shocked expression.

“Surprised?” Jenny said with a light smile, as she folded her arms. 

“You are not the only one who knows about wrestling holds. I am part of my school’s wrestling club, and I have my fair share of experience from wrestling tournaments. Don’t think you can take me down easily!” she continued with confidence.

“Don’t get carried away just because who got one lucky shot, little girl! You won’t be so lucky next time!” Sarah growled, as she got up, with a menacing expression.

“Perhaps, but I don’t think you would be interested in continuing this!” Jenny commented calmly.

“And why is that?” Sarah asked angrilly.

“Look around you! There’s hardly anyone here! Do you really want to get in a fight with no crowd? Especially a fight, that won’t be easy?” Jenny said, with a steady expression. Ms Kent looked on with surprise. Sarah was an aggressive, sadistic woman, who liked to humiliate her victims and would attack unprovoked, but Jenny was simply staring her with a calm smile, full of confidence and certainty. Sarah looked around, and frowned.

“Hmph, you sure know how to run your tongue! Whatever, I got bored here, anyway!” she scoffed, and turned around, making her way out of the library. Jenny simply watched her move away, before she moved towards Ms Kent, who was still on her knees.

“Are you okay, Ms Kent?” she asked, with a soft voice.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’ve been though worse. Thanks, by the way!” the young woman responded, as she looked towards her saviour with a grateful smile.

“No need to thank me, I couldn’t leave you like this! Can you stand?” Jenny said with some concern, helping the librarian back on her feet.

“I think. Ugh!” Ms Kent grunted, as she grabbed her belly.

“You don't seem that well! It looks like someone needs to take care of you!” Jenny said simply, and before Ms Kent realized, she was swept of her feet, as the teenage girl lifted her on her arms.

“What, what are you doing?” Ms Kent stammered, blushing heavily, as she felt completely embarrassed by the brown haired girl's sudden action.

“I’m just going to take you to your office! Um, if you told me which way it is?” Jenny responded, looking around with a wondering expression.

“It’s down that hallway, but that’s not the case! Can you put me down?” the dark haired librarian insisted.

“Nope! Here we are!” Jenny responded cheerfully, as they entered the office. She shut the door with her foot, moved towards the couch, and left Ms Kent on top of it, while she sat beside her.

“Are you feeling better, Ms Kent? You are trembling” Jenny noticed, as she wrapped her arm around the young woman, and held her closer.

“I am?” Ms Kent mumbled with surprise, realizing that she was indeed, slightly trembling.

“That’s nothing, it’s just from the tension!” she responded simply, with a wave of her hand. Jenny remained silent, as Ms Kent let out a small sigh, and turned towards her.

“Look, Jenny, I really appreciate the help! Really, I owe you one, but I am, fine now” she mumbled the last words, as she noticed the teenage girl’s intense gaze. It took her a few moments to realize that Jenny was holding her really close, her long legs almost laying on her lap.

“You owe me? I should keep that in mind!” she said, with a mischievous grin. Ms Kent took a sharp breath, feeling slightly flushed at that moment.

“This is, a nice perfume that you are wearing! Very nice!” she mumbled without thinking, as the girl’s intoxicating scent, filled her nostrils.

“Thanks! I should keep that in mind too!” Jenny responded lightly, as she slowly caressed Ms Kent’s warm cheek.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Ms Kent gasped, trying to move away, but Jenny held her firmly in place.

“You have really beautiful eyes, Ms Kent! So bright, and shiny, like pearls!” she said with a slow voice, gazing with her brown eyes into Ms Kent’s blue orbs.

“Thank you! Yours are pretty too!” the dark haired librarian responded, timidly. What was wrong with her? Why was she acting like some sort of shy schoolgirl all of the sudden? But then again, maybe it was because of that girl’s attitude. All this time in that library, she had been assaulted, drugged, humiliated, tied up, and while it wasn’t always an unpleasant experience, most of these times she had been forced into these situations. But this time, it was different. That girl had rescued her, and now she was holding her firmly, but at he same time gently. It seemed like a nice break from her usual situations. But still, she couldn’t let the situation get out of control. She had to do something, take charge.

“Look, Jenny. You are being very sweet, and I thank you again for your assistance. But, I don’t think… Mmm!” Ms Kent’s words were muffled, as Jenny leaned closer and captured her plush lips in a heated kiss. The young woman blinked in surprise and tried to move away, but Jenny held her closer, and deepened the kiss. Ms Kent slowly started to feel light headed, and before she realized, she relaxed into the kiss. Jenny’s lips formed a mischievous smile, as she slowly pushed the older woman on the couch, causing her to lean her back on the couch’s arm. She continued kissing her deeply, enjoying her delectable lips, as her one hand started unbuttoning her shirt, and exposing her ample breasts, while the other one ran over her firm, stocking clad thighs. After a few, long moments, Jenny broke the kiss, allowing Ms Kent to catch her breath, and gazed at the lovely librarian with desire.

“You are so beautiful, Ms Kent! Deep, blue eyes! Silky, black hair! Full, red lips! Smooth, flawless skin! And a firm, curvy, tight body! You truly are a wonder!” she whispered, causing the older woman to shiver, with her intense gaze.

“Jenny” she mumbled, unable to say another word.

“All this time I've been coming to the library, I couldn't take my eyes off you! I've wanted you from the first time I saw you! I imagined how your skin would feel like, how your lips would taste like! And finally, I got you all to myself! I am not letting you get away, Ms Kent!” Jenny whispered near Ms Kent’s ear, causing her to shiver uncontrollably before she started trailing kisses over her smooth neck. Ms Kent let out a sharp breath, her toes instantly curled, and she couldn’t prevent a moan from escaping her lips. Jenny’s grin widened, as she continued teasing the soft spot, while her hands started rubbing the librarian’s exposed breasts, eliciting more moans from her. She gently cupped her chin and stared at her deeply, letting the older woman know that she was in charge, before she gave her another mind blowing kiss. Ms Kent simply surrendered to the kiss, feeling her resolve melting away. Jenny moved away, and unzipped her skirt. Moments later, Ms Kent found herself covered only in her unbuttoned,turquoise shirt, and her white stockings. She felt completely exposed against the dominating girl, who laid on top of her, fully dressed. Jenny leaned closer, and captured a hardened nub between her teeth, grazing it slightly, before it took it fully in her mouth, while her hand started working on her other breast. Ms Kent moaned heavily, arching her back, as Jenny continued enjoying her soft mounds.

“You are really sensitive, aren’t you? I wonder if I could make you cum, just by teasing your amazing breasts!” Jenny said with a mischievous grin, as the older woman bit her lower lip, trying to hold back her moans.

“Don’t, don’t be ridiculous!” she stammered with a flustered expression, feeling embarrassed at the thought that she could climax, without being touched in her most intimate spot.

“You are just so cute! I could kiss you and tease you all day!” Jenny chuckled, as she gave her a light kiss on her cheek.

“Just say the word, Ms Kent! Say it, say that you are mine, give yourself completely to me, and I’ll give you the pleasure you crave!” she whispered seductively near her ear, before she started trailing more light kisses across her jawline and her soft neck. Ms Kent couldn’t hold herself anymore.

“Yes! Yes, I’m yours! Please, take me! I can’t take this anymore!” she yelled, almost desperately.

“As you wish, my beautiful Ms Kent!” Jenny said slowly, as she leaned closer. She sucked on the stunning brunette's ample breasts hungrily, kissing, licking and even biting on her rosy, diamond hand nubs, driving the older woman in a frenzy, causing her to moan and writhe wildly, before she slipped lower. She caressed and kissed her taut belly softly, causing Ms Kent to moan in both pleasure and relief, the soft touching leaving a pleasant sensation on her sore belly. Jenny then moved towards her heated womanhood. She kissed her inner thighs intensely, before she covered her nether lips. And then, she went wild. She kissed, licked, sucked and lapped on her throbbing core, enjoying every drop of her sweet juices. Ms Kent shook uncontrollably, letting out heavy moans. Her head was thrown backwards, her back arched, her hips bucked, her entire body felt as if it was on fire, it trembled without restrain and then went rigid, and she let out a long moan, as she reached her climax, hard. The gorgeous librarian then fell back on the couch with her eyes half closed, panting heavily. Jenny licked her lips, and stood on her knees, looking at the exhausted woman with a satisfied smile. Ms Kent was leaning on the arm of the couch, her arms dangled limp on the sides, and her heavy breasts moved rhythmically, as the weary woman took slow and deep breaths. Jenny leaned towards her, and put her arm around Ms Kent’s head gently, pulling her towards her.

“I hope you are not too weary, Ms Kent! Because, I am not done with you yet! An amazingly gorgeous and intelligent woman like yourself needs to be appreciated! I'll take good care of you! And I'll make you feel wonderful, for the rest of the day and night!” she whispered, massaging her ample breasts softly, before she leaned closer to give the older woman a deep, passionate, sizzling kiss, running her hand through her silky, black hair. Ms Kent could only moan in response, having no longer any control over her body. Her day turned out quite different than she expected, but in a surprising pleasant way. She had to admit that the young brunette was not only impressively attractive, but she actually had some affectionate feelings for her, despite her aggression. She didn't simply want to humiliate her, and use her to satisfy her own desire, she actually wanted to make her feel good! A small smile formed on her lips, as the beautiful librarian simply surrendered to the younger woman who saved her only to seduce her and claim her for herself, driving her to a sensual ecstasy for the rest of the day.
Encounter at the Library
A small story I've came up a while ago. Ms Kent finds herself once again in a tight spot in the library, but things turn out a little different than she expected!
Ms Kent and Sarah Brigade are characters of :iconamazonarrow:
Jenny is one of my characters.
The incredible image was done by the amazing :iconamazonarrow:
The naughty student seduces a certain dark haired teacher in the same library in this story bob-warden.deviantart.com/art/…
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A shadowy figure moved swiftly in the night city, leaping gracefully over the tall rooftops. Her boots clicked on the concrete as she landed, and stood up. Her straight, raven locks flowed in the light breeze, as she looked over the city. Her athletic figure was covered with a rather daring outfit, a black, leather bikini top, with matching black shorts that let her toned stomach exposed, while her long legs were covered with fishnet stockings and a pair of black, short boots. A leather belt encircled her trim waist, with a pair of steel batons hanging from each side of it, as well as a pair of metal handcuffs, while a black mask covered her lovely face. The heroine known as Fightgirl stepped towards the edge of a rooftop and took a crouching position, her eyes narrowing behind her mask as she found her target. She had been tailing one of the city’s major gangs for some time now, following their suspicious actions. They usually cared about running their underground business and fighting over rival gangs for territory control, but lately they seemed to get an advantage over their rivals. Fightgirl had noticed an improvement in their weaponry, both in quality and quantity, which allowed them to expand their territories. If they continued their expansion over the underground of the city, subduing and taking over the other gangs and their resources, they might as well take over the entire city. Of course they were not strong enough for something like that yet, but the gang grew stronger quickly. Fightgirl watched one of their warehouses across from the spot from where she landed, and noticed that a new shipment had arrived, and the gang members started unloading wooden crates from a large truck. The masked heroine clenched her fists, she knew that she had to stop them and take out at least one of their supply bases, but that would be no easy thing. On the bright side, it wasn’t one of their biggest warehouses so the goons weren’t that many, but there were still quite a few of them. Fightgirl made a quick scan, noticing at least ten or eleven of them, which was pretty challenging. The heroine moved down from the rooftop, and moved closer to the warehouse, trying to keep out of sight. A part of her wanted to rush, take them by surprise and take out as many as she could, but a more prudent voice inside her told her to take her time and wait for a chance. The goons kept loading more crates into the warehouse at a quick pace, until the truck was emptied. Fightgirl smiled as she saw most of the gang members got on the truck and took off, probably heading to one of their night clubs were their presence was required, leaving only about half of them behind to guard the warehouse. The heroine nodded in satisfaction at her decision to wait, now she had a better chance at taking out the remaining thugs, and call for the officers to clear up, taking away one of their supply bases. She moved closer, and crouched behind a pile of wooden boxes, her hands moving towards her leather belt and pulling out her batons, as she noticed one of the goons, a rather large man, moving closer to her hiding spot. With a swift maneuver she leaped over the boxes, smirking as the goon suddenly looked at her with a stunned expression.

“Nice night for a stroll, isn’t it?” she said with confidence.

“What the…Argh!” the goon grunted as Fightgirl landed a knee strike to his face, following with a few quick strikes with her batons, knocking out the large man.

“What’s going on there?” loud voices were heard, as the rest of the gang members rushed towards her.

“Hey, it’s that Fightgirl broad!” one of the goons growled.

“And just when things were getting boring! Looks like we are going to have some fun boys!” another one of the goons grinned, cracking his knuckles.

“Don’t count on it!” Fightgirl said with confidence, raising her batons, as she dashed towards the goons. One of the goons took a large swing at her, which Fightgirl dodged by moving aside, and landed a swift kick on his side, causing him to grunt and stumble backwards. She ducked out of the way, avoiding a hard strike from another goon, and blocked a second strike with one of her batons, causing him to groan and grab his arm. Fightgirl continued with another swift strike of her baton right on his head, knocking him out. She moved aside just in time to dodge a shoulder tackle from another gang member, and landed an elbow right on his chin, before she sent him crashing on the ground with an impressive roundhouse kick. The heroine turned towards the remaining goon, her eyes growing wide for a moment and her arms moved almost instinctively in front of her, as she managed to block a hard swing with a steel pipe just in time. The strike however was too strong, and caused her to drop both of her weapons. The goon laughed roughly as he took another wide swing with the steel pipe, but the masked heroine was ready this time, and ducked out of the way. The goon took more swings, his laugh turning into a frustrating snarl, as Fightgirl dodged his clumsy strikes with ease.

“Hold still, damn it!” the gang member yelled.

“Too slow! You got to be faster than that!” the heroine said with a confident smirk, landing a swift kick on the large man and causing him to drop his weapon.

“Perhaps we should slow you down!” Fightgirl’s expression turned into shock, as she heard a heavy voice behind her. Before she could react, she felt a pair of strong arms wrapping and sliding inside of her own arms, locking them off at the elbows, and pull them behind her back, as she was grabbed and pulled back in a firm hold.

“Damn it! There was, more of you?” the heroine mumbled, looking back at the large man who nabbed her.

“Not so cocky now, are you broad? Time to put you to your place!” the goon she just kicked said with a menacing voice, as he stepped slowly towards her.

“No! Stay away from me!” Fightgirl squirmed furiously, trying to slip out of the firm grip to, but to no avail. A shiver run across her spine, her earlier confidence quickly replaced with despair, as the bulky man stood in front of her with a grin. Fightgirl let out a sharp gasp, as she suddenly felt a large fist landing on her exposed stomach, the goon striking her roughly.

“Uuuugh! Gaaaah!” Fightgirl gasped helplessly as the goon landed hard blow after hard blow, causing the defenceless heroine to double over as he pummelled her firm stomach. The goon who held her almost lifted her of the ground, causing her body to stretch, while his partner was more than glad to take advantage of the trapped and vulnerable heroine and kept striking her hard abs, as if he took delight in pummelling the helpless heroine, before he slapped her hard across her chin, to add some humiliation to her beating, before he finally stopped his vicious assault. Fightgirl hang almost limp in the goons arms, while the other goon took her by her chin and stared at her mockingly.

“How was that, Fight Bitch? You should know better than to mess with us!” he growled, before he stroke her with another hard slap.

“You, won’t get away with this!” Fightgirl mumbled weakly, staring back as defiant as she could, but the gang members simply laughed in response.

“If you think you had it rough, it’s only going to get rougher for you! Our boss is here!” the thug who held her said, as the heroine saw with despair a number of black cars arriving at the warehouse. The heart sank in her chest, as the doors opened and several gang members got out, including a middle aged man dressed in black and holding a black cane with silver tips, who she recognised as the leader of the gang.

“What is going here?” the boss of the gang said, looking around.

“We caught this broad here sneaking around and trying to take us out! As you can see we have the situation under control, boss!” the thug who held Fightgirl said, moving the heroine around like a rag doll.

“I can see that. Is the shipment secure?” the boss of the gang said.

“It is! We have carried the crates in the warehouse!” the other goon said.

“Good! This one will definitely fetch a nice price!” the boss said, grabbing Fightgirl’s chin, who jerked away.

“Don’t touch me!” she said firmly.

“Feisty, aren’t you? Very good! Tie her up and put her in my car, I will give her a personal inspection! And wake up those other idiots! Five more of you will stay here to keep watch, the others are leaving with me for the club!” the boss of the gang instructed, as he turned towards his car.

“Yes boss!” several gang members said, as they moved to their positions, some of them stepping towards their knocked out fellows, while two more approached the heroine, one of them holding a long rope.

“No! Let me, go!” Fightgirl squirmed weakly, trying once again to slip out of the large man’s grip, but causing the thugs to let out more laughs. Suddenly, a light clinking sound was heard, and Fightgirl saw a small, silver sphere rolling towards them. She instantly closed her eyes, as the small orb exploded, covering the entire place in a thick, white smoke.

“What’s this? They are jumping on us!” the thugs yelled completely shocked. Mayhem followed, and their confused yells were soon replaced by grunts, groans, thuds, and the sound of smashing crates. Fightgirl blinked a few times and opened her eyes, narrowing them behind her mask as she tried to see through the smoke that slowly started to clear. Her expression turned into that of surprise, as she saw a lithe, black clad figure moving swiftly between the bewildered gang members, and taking them out with quick and precise strikes. She was completely covered in a tight, black catsuit, and her face was covered with a green night vision visor, which seemed strangely familiar just like her golden locks that flowed in the air, as she moved around with elegance. Her outfit, the deadly precision of her moves, and the holster that hang from her belt made her look like some sort of hitgirl to the heroine’s mind, who finally felt a hint of hope in her tight predicament. The boss of the gang looked on with a stunned expression, as the smoke cleared, and saw another one of his goons getting knocked out.

“What’s going on? Who are you?” he said, as the black clad figure stepped towards him.

“You got other matters to concern you” she said simply, before she knocked him out with a roundhouse kick.

“You bitch!” the goon that turned Fightgirl into a punching bag snarled angrily, rushing towards the black clad figure. His yell however was quickly replaced with a loud groan, as the hitgirl buried her elbow in his midsection so deep, that she nearly lifted the large man of his feet.

“I got something special for you!” she said coldly, turning rapidly around and smashing his chin with a high knee strike, sending him crushing on the ground. The blond then moved towards the remaining goon who was still holding the heroine, and stepped towards them.

“Don’t take another step, or I’ll snap her neck!” the goon yelled panicked, wrapping his arm around Fightgirl’s neck. The blond stopped, a slight smirk forming on her lips.

“Are you really going to let this scum use you as a shield, Fightgirl?” she said calmly. Fightgirl could almost feel the hitgirl’s gaze behind her visor staring directly into her own eyes, and her smooth voice filled her with courage, as realization finally hit her about the identity of her rescuer. With a decisive expression, she stomped hard the goon with her heel right on his foot, causing him to grunt painfully and loosen his grip on her. Fightgirl gathered the remains of her strength and elbowed the goon hard on his side, before she landed a hard fist right on his chin, causing him to stumble backwards and fall on nearby crate with a loud thud. Fightgirl panted and grabbed her belly, her knees giving away as she slowly fell on the ground. She never felt the hard concrete however, instead a pair of arms wrapped gently around her and held her in a warm embrace.

“I got you! Are you okay?” the blonde said with a soft voice.

“A little sore, but I’ll be fine! Thank you, Stacy!” Fightgirl responded slowly, as she looked towards the hitgirl with a small smile.

“No problem, Sweetie! Good thing I was around!” the blonde said lightly as she removed her visor and put it on her utility belt, revealing her clear blue eyes while she smiled back at the heroine.

“How did you get here?” Fightgirl asked curiously.

“It was part of a mission. I have been tracking that mob boss. Can you stand?” Stacy asked with concern.

“Yes, don’t worry! Why have you been tracking this guy?” Fightgirl said, as Stacy helped her back on her feet and slowly let her, checking if the heroine could stand on her own.

“He had made an arrangement with a rogue group of arm dealers, that’s were his shipments came from. They would give him new weaponry, and in exchange he would give them some top secret information that he got his hands on. I was supposed to retrieve those information before they fell into wrong hands. I’ve been keeping a close eye on him for a few days now, waiting for my chance. I discovered where he kept the information and I tracked him all the way here. What about you?” Stacy asked as she stepped towards the knocked out gang leader, and knelt next to him.

“I was simply trying to take out one of their supply bases, and prevent them from using their new weapons. I didn’t really know about their dealings with other groups” Fightgirl responded.

“Well, he was quite sneaky about it. Got it!” Stacy smiled as she took the cane and slowly turned one of the silver tips, revealing that the cane was hollow, as she pulled a small stick that was hidden inside it.

“The police should be here soon and they have a warehouse full of evidence, along with some evidence that they just happened to stumble upon just a few days ago, which should be enough to put this guy away for a long time, along with all his goons! How about we get out of this place?” Stacy suggested lightly, as she moved towards the heroine.

“Leaving this place does sound good. But I don’t think I can move that quickly right now” Fightgirl said rubbing her side, but she looked up as Stacy took her by her hand.

“No need to jump through rooftops, I have a ride nearby. And the place I got is not very far, and you’ll be able to rest there. It’s quite a nice hotel room, actually! All you have to do, is simply grab on to me tightly!” Stacy responded with a smile.

“All right then! Let’s get out of here!” Fightgirl responded, smiling as well. On the way to the hotel, as Fightgirl kept her arms around Stacy’s waist while they rode on her bike, she remembered how she had met the agent. It was during her visit to another city, when she teamed up with a fellow heroine, and one of her best friends. It was then when she also met the blond agent who had joined their team as well, and all together they managed to bring down a deal between two major mafia bosses. Fightgirl felt her face slightly heat up, a light shade of pink covering her lovely face as she remembered the rest of their night, Stacy's naughty surprise, and the intimate moments they shared all together. She held more firmly on the agent and simply rested on her back with a relaxed smile, causing the blond to smile as well.

“You sure know how to pick hotels! Great room!” Fightgirl commented, looking around the rather comfortable room.

“Yeah, it is quite nice! Are you feeling better?” Stacy said, as she moved closer to the heroine, wrapping her arms around her and holding her in a soft embrace.

“A little bit. You could have told me that you were in the city” Fightgirl said.

“I was going to pay you a visit, after I was done with my mission. How could I know that you were trying to take on the same gang?” Stacy said simply.

“Well, I’m glad you were! And, thank you for saving me! I would have a real hard time getting out of that one!” Fightgirl said with a silent voice.

“But you were going to escape, eventually! I’m just glad that I got there in time, and spared you the ordeal! If only I had arrived a little sooner!” Stacy said slowly, lightly caressing the heroine’s firm abs, causing her to let out a light sigh.

“It’s okay! I’m glad you arrived when you did!” Fightgirl responded, turning her head so she could meet the agent’s soft gaze with a small smile. Stacy smiled back and leaned closer, capturing the heroine’s plush lips in a soft and tender kiss. The masked heroine hummed in response and parted her lips, allowing the agent to deepen the kiss, her hand caressing her firm stomach, tracing the indentations of her abs,while her other hand ran through her silky, raven locks. After a few heated moments, she slowly pulled away, allowing the heroine to catch her breath.

“You’ve had quite a tough night. How about I make more, pleasant for you?” Stacy whispered with a seductive tone in her voice.

“I think, I’d really like that!” Fightgirl mumbled, a heavy shade of pink covering her features. Stacy smiled in response, as she covered her lips in another, more passionate kiss. The raven haired beauty simply swooned into the kiss shutting her eyes, and slightly shivered, feeling Stacy’s hands resting on her lean shoulders, and sliding slowly lower, tracing her fingertips over her warm skin. She simply surrendered into the passionate kiss, and offered no resistance when she felt her hands pulled gently behind her back. Her eyes suddenly shot open once she heard a clicking sound, and felt cold steel around her wrists.

“Stacy, what did you? Did you just, handcuff me?” she stammered, tugging against her binds.

“That’s right, I did! You are all mine now!” Stacy responded, with a mischievous grin. Fightgirl’s surprise was slowly replaced by a knowing expression, her blushing deepening as she picked on the blond’s naughtiness.

“I guess, I should have expected this! Looks like I’m your prisoner once again!” she purred with an alluring voice, allowing her body to rest on the hitgirl’s arms behind her.

“That’s right, you are! And I’m going to make my sexy prisoner feel wonderful!” Stacy whispered, running her hands slowly over the heroine’s toned body, eliciting more moans from the heroine. Stacy pulled her towards the bed and pushed her gently, allowing the weary heroine to lie on the comfortable mattress. She ran her hands slowly over her fishnet covered, athletic legs, raising one of them and sliding her sexy boot off, while trailing light kisses and rubbing her shapely calf, before she moved to her other leg, giving it the same attention.

“Mmm!” Fightgirl hummed in delight, her body shivering as Stacy ran her hands slowly over her bound form, before she slithered her catsuit covered body over her own, straddling her and lying completely over her. Her full lips were captured in another passionate kiss, while she felt the straps of her leather top slowly sliding off.

“You’re so beautiful, Keira! Such an amazing, firm body!” Stacy whispered with a husky voice.

“Stacy, ooooh!” Fightgirl’s words turned into heavy moans, feeling the agent’s hot lips over her flushed body. Stacy licked and sucked her lovely neck wildly, before she moved lower, trailing sizzling kisses over her lean shoulders, her collarbone and the top of her breasts, her hand moving behind her to grope her amazing bottom, while her other hand caressed her firm thigh. Her leather top was lowered even more, and Fightgirl suddenly felt a soft breeze on her hardened nubs, as her breasts were completely exposed. The tied heroine gasped, feeling a pair of moist lips enveloping one of her diamond hard nipples, covering almost her entire pert breast, while dexterous fingers moved around her other rose bud, teasingly pinching and tugging it.

“Mmmm! Aaaah!” Fightgirl’s entire body trembled, as jolts of pleasure ran through her spine, her back arching as the agent kept exploring her body. She lost track of time of how long Stacy tasted and teased her sweet and firm breasts, before she slipped lower, her lips moving over her hard abs. The heroine hummed in delight, Stacy’s hot kisses providing both relief and incredible pleasure after the rough treatment she got at the warehouse, as the blond kissed and licked her firm stomach without restrain. The brunette was completely lost in a trance and barely heard the sound of a lowered zip, and it wasn’t until her leather shorts had been completely removed when she realized that her back panties had been exposed.

“Such a naughty heroine! It’s almost like a pool here!” Stacy said teasingly, kissing lightly her inner thighs, causing her to bit her lower lip to stifle another moan.

“Stacy, please! Stop, teasing me already!” she almost whimpered, moving her hips around.

“As you wish, my stunning beauty!” Stacy whispered, lowering the heroine’s drenched panties and tossing them on the floor, before she wrapped her arms around her fishnet covered thighs. Fightgirl let out a hard gasp her back arching sharply, as Stacy covered her nether lips and started lapping at boiling honey pot. The tied heroine squirmed and writhed uncontrollably, feeling intense waves of pleasure washing through her bound form with every turn of her warm tongue, as the agent owned her with her lips, tasting her sweet juices wildly and without restrain.

“Yes! Yes! Haaaah! I’m gonna- Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh!” a long, hard wail left Fightgirl’s lips, her fingeres curled into tight fists, her toes curled, her back arched so much that barely touched the bed, her toned body went rigid and she exploded in a sensual burst as she reached her climax hard, feeling every fiber of her body being on fire. She no longer felt the mattress under her as Stacy literally swept her of the bed, having her arms locked firmly around her thighs and holding her lower body in the air, as she devoured her vigorously, lapping every drop of her feminine juices. Fightgirl kept moaning as the agent’s sensual assault allowed her to ride her peak, until she trembled again, Stacy’s tongue coaxing another intense climax from her body. Her entire shook wildly once again, until it went completely limp, as Stacy allowed her gently on the bed, landing some light kisses on her inner thighs, as the heroine’s body was enveloped in a pleasant afterglow. Stacy took the heroine gently by her shoulders, removing the handcuffs from her wrists and putting them aside, before she laid her back on the comfortable bed. Her arms wrapped around the exhausted heroine, as she pulled her closer and held the brunette in a loving embrace.

“How are you feeling, Keira?” she asked softly.

“Mmm! Completely, exhausted! But so, blissful!” the raven haired heroine mumbled, as she slowly opened her eyes and gazed at the blond with a warm smile. Stacy stared at her with a fond expression, giving her a long, soft kiss.

“You can rest now, Sweetie! Just relax, I’ll keep you nice and warm all night!” she whispered, as she held the lovely heroine closer. Fightgirl simply smiled and hummed in response, closing her eyes snuggling at the blond’s body and relaxing in her arms, allowing her weary body to rest. Stacy gave the brunette a light kiss of the cheek and lied next to her, the two of them slowly drifting in a blissful slumber.

Fightgirl's Rough Night
Fightgirl finds herself in a tough predicament, but things take a surprising turn! A story for :iconfightgirl2004:'s team up contest.
Fightgirl is a character of :iconfightgirl2004:
Stacy the Hitgirl is a character of my own.
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The sun slowly rose in sky of the Paragon City, bathing the urban scenery with its warm light. Some people started getting ready for the new day, enjoying a quick breakfast or a simple cup of coffee, before they went about the morning business, their daily chores, or simply deciding how to spend their free day. Others were just getting back to their homes, after finishing their late night shifts, or simply after spending a vivid night at some night club. Stacy furrowed her eyebrows and twitched her nose, as the sunrays fell on her pretty face, and slowly shifted in her bed. She felt so warm and cozy that she just didn’t feel like waking up yet. It wasn’t only because of the comfortable bed that she rested on either, more importantly it was the person that she shared the bed with. Stacy slowly opened her eyes, and smiled as she saw her lovely red haired bed mate dozing quietly there with her. Tiffany Johnson was lying beside her, a peaceful expression on her sleepy face as she slumbered. Her long, silky red hair flowed freely on her shoulders and down her back, forming a second, softer pillow on the one she was already lying on. Her bountiful breasts moved slowly up and down, as her breath came out softly and rhythmically. Her curvaceous body was clad in a simple short red velvet robe, hung loosely around her form and held by a soft red belt, wrapped around her trim waist. The light garment barely covered her feminine charms, offering a clear view of her low neckline, and a teasing view of her black panties as the robe barely reached above the redhead’s thighs, leaving her long, athletic legs completely bare. The blonde herself was clad in a light, sexy outfit of her own. A simple white top that barely covered her midriff, with a pair of light purple panties, leaving her long athletic legs completely bare. Stacy allowed her gaze to wander over her bed mate’s lithe, sleeping form, smiling as she remembered the night they had spent together at her safehouse. After a hard fought battle against Crey, Stacy had carried the unconscious heroine to her safehouse and tended to her using a special ointment, assisting the heroine’s own potent healing factor as she recovered from her injuries. Of course she applied the ointment with a rather intimate massage, which soon led to a steamy night between the two partners, with the blonde being quite gentle with the heroine’s weary body, showing her honest affection, and pushing her to a sensual bliss. The two ladies had then taken a hot relaxing bath together, allowing the weariness to leave their sore bodies, with Tiffany being in a rather playful mood, encouraging Stacy’s nimble fingers to slip between her smooth thighs to coax another gentle climax from her wonderful body. The red haired heroine had been completely drained, but in total bliss. What followed was a much needed rest, with the agent holding the heroine in a loving embrace as they both drifted off to a relaxing slumber. Stacy smiled, brushing a strand of red hair behind Tiffany’s ear, gazing tenderly at her peaceful, sleeping expression.

“So, incredibly beautiful! You look so lovely asleep like that...” she thought with a fond expression. Her fingers trailed lightly over her robe covered form, until they reached the garment’s belt. Her smile turned into a mischievous one, as Stacy decided to give her lovely bed mate a small surprise to wake her up. With a soft tug the knot came lose, and Stacy pulled the belt from Tiffany’s trim waist with a fluid motion. She then carefully rolled the sleeping redhead gently on her side, and pulled her arms tenderly behind her back. Tiffany was still in a deep slumber and barely stirred, as Stacy wrapped the belt around her wrists and bound them together, tight enough that the belt wouldn’t come loose, but not so tight that it would hurt her. She then let the heroine softly roll onto her back and admired her handiwork. Her eyes feasted on the sight of the lovely scientist’s alluring form, her bound arms trapped behind her, her luscious body barely covered by the half opened robe as her ample bosom threatened to spill out from the loosened fabric. Her sleepy expression hadn't changed at all, meaning Tiffany was completely unaware that she had been gently bound by her naughty crime fighting partner. Stacy’s hand moved as if on its own, resting on Tiffany’s firm thigh and then slowly moved upwards, brushing softly against her smooth skin, causing the sleeping redhead to let out a soft moan. She let the fingers of her free hand move to play with Crimson's silky, red locks, while other hand moved lightly over her belly, softly tracing the indentations of her toned stomach, causing Tiffany to shiver in her drowsed state. The blonde agent couldn't resist any further, as she finally allowed her hand to slide up and part the red fabric covering Tiffany's bosom, softly cupping her swelling breasts. Stacy slowly got on her knees and straddled the still sleeping heroine, her hands moving to tug the robe open, slipping the soft velvety material down over Tiffany's broad freckled shoulders, completely exposing her upper body. She leaned closer, her warm lips coming in touch with Tiffany’s smooth, freckled skin as she started trailing light kisses over her bare shoulders, smiling as she felt her sleeping bed mate starting to slowly stir beneath her, her pursued lips letting out a soft sigh as Stacy's advances finally started to rouse her. A heavy blush covered her features, and her eyelids fluttered a moment before she slowly opened her eyes and let out a soft moan.

“Mmmm! Ohhh...Stacy?” she mumbled drowsily, blinking a few times to clear her blurry vision as she also tried to figure out why her pulse was racing and she felt a little light headed. 

“Good morning, Sleeping Beauty!” Stacy said lightly, before she gave her lying partner a long, soft kiss, causing her to slightly tremble, already feeling her strength wane a bit from her spiking arousal levels.

“Are you feeling better, Tiffany?” she asked as she broke the kiss, running her fingers through her silky, red hair.

“Yeah, much better! I have completely recovered. It’s just that, for some reason I can’t move my arms and I feel a bit...woozy...Wait, I’m all tied up!” Tiffany noticed with some surprise as she started weakly wiggling her bound arms, before she turned towards the blonde with a wondering expression.

“I thought I should wake you with a nice surprise!” Stacy giggled playfully, wrapping her arms around the bound redhead, and teasing her a few light kisses on her warm cheeks and shoulders.

“Tying me up in my sleep, teasing me, and draining my powers when I'm...unable to stop you...oooohhh...What a devious surprise!” Tiffany let out a sigh, slowly shutting her eyes as little warm tingles began to spread through her body, Stacy's soft knowing kisses doing her in just as they had the night before.

“That’s right! You are going to be my sexy prisoner for the entire morning! And I have a few ideas for the rest of the day” Stacy said with a grin.

“Other ideas? Like what?” Tiffany asked with interest, able to catch her breath for the moment as Stacy temporarily ceased her advances.

“Well, I was thinking that we could go out for a picnic! There’s a rather nice park in the city, great for little escapes like that. And then maybe we could simply go for a walk around the shops. Perhaps visit that store where we bumped into each other yesterday, and you could try those sexy boots on, they'd look great on you!" Stacy smiled as she gently caressed Tiffany's side, drawing a soft sigh from the bound redhead.

"After that, we could spend the rest of the evening at your place! Make some dinner, drink some wine, and eat some ice cream! Stuff like that. What do you say?” Stacy suggested lightly, gazing at the lovely scientist fondly, as she played with her long red locks.

“That all sounds great! I’d really like that!” Tiffany responded with a smile, causing Stacy to beam brightly. "And I have a hot tub..." The scientist added with a knowing grin.

“Awesome! This will be so much fun! But for now, I think I’ll focus on making my Little Wolf feel so amazing and wonderful!” the agent’s expression changed into a seductive one, as she again began to run her hands slowly over Tiffany’s luscious, bare body.

“Umm! You know, that’s a very teasing name!” Tiffany mumbled softly, with a heavy blush.

“Well, I do enjoy teasing you!” Stacy smirked. Tiffany bit her lower lip, trying to stifle a soft moan, her back arching towards the sensual touch of the hit girl. A warm tingle started spreading over her body, as nimble fingers traced her sensitive skin, softly caressing her firm belly, before they moved to fondle her ample bosom. Her rosey nubs grew hard, providing enticing targets for Stacy's roaming hands.

“Oooooh!” Tiffany let out a long moan, feeling a pair of thumbs rubbing over her pert nipples, and then let out a sharp breath as dexterous fingers lightly pinched and tugged them. The velvet material of her robe rubbed over her sensitive skin, increasing the erotic sensations she was feeling,as Stacy’s hands roamed freely over her body in slow, circular moves, much like the very intimate message that she given her the previous night. Tiffany moaned and squirmed on the bed as she felt Stacy's hands sliding softly over her toned stomach and feeling up her firm breasts, her moans suddenly silenced by another long hard kiss, as Stacy kissed her passionately and aggressively, overwhelming the tied redhead with a passionate, deep, tongue filled kiss. One of her hands wrapped around her back, causing her to shiver as she lightly rubbed her across her spine, while her other hand grabbed her shapely butt possessively. Stacy's long, athletic legs wrapped around Tiffany’s own firm legs, pushing their heated bodies even closer together. Tiffany finally broke the kiss, letting out a hard gasp as her aroused breasts mashed against Stacy’s covered bosom but her lips were quickly covered by another intense lip lock, a warm tongue meeting her own in a fierce battle for dominance. Tiffany kissed Stacy back with equal passion, but she slowly surrendered and relaxed into the kiss, the blond's advances already draining her powers, the red haired heroine swooning as Stacy dominated her by kissing her without restraint, her body quivering with erotic delight as Stacy caressed her all over. Tiffany knew that Stacy cared deeply for her, she knew that she wanted to make her feel good, to offer her pleasure. She remembered how intimately she took care of her the previous night, how gentle and tender she was. But Tiffany had also realized that the agent had another side to her, a more aggressive and dominating one. One that she was showing that morning, as Stacy was driven with passion and desire, kissing and caressing the lovely scientist without restrain, with the intent of bringing her to her sensual peak. Her lips moved to the side of her soft neck, and Tiffany let out a hard moan, as Stacy found a rather sweet and sensitive spot, which happened to be one of the blond’s favorite spots to taste, and kissed her hard. Tiffany was now writhing uncontrollably, her toes curling and her fingers clenching into tight fists behind her back, as Stacy kissed, licked, sucked, and even bit down the sensitive spot, revelling at her sweet taste, while her hands roamed over her amazing body, touching her and caressing her knowingly, like a long lost lover.

“Stacy, aaah! Ooooooooh! You are, draining, all of my, strength!” Tiffany panted weakly, feeling her powers being sapped away with every kiss and touch, her weakness to sensual stimulation slowly rendering her helpless as her mind became warm and fuzzy.

“It’s okay, Sweetie! I’ll take good care of you! Allow me to make you feel wonderful!” Stacy whispered, nibbling her earlobe teasingly. She then started trailing sizzling kisses over Tiffany’s warm cheeks, before she slipped towards shoulders, almost burying her face in the nap of her neck, bathing in her radiant heat of her body, as she kissed and suckled the soft freckled flesh, almost as if she fed of her drained energy. Tiffany hummed and sighed, completely lost in a torrent of sensations, her sharp mind becoming completely hazy, but she wasn’t the only one. Stacy was lost as well, her mind filled with the stunning redhead, writhing and moaning in her arms. It was as if a sensual mist had enveloped the two young women, filling them with desire and passion. Stacy’s arm wrapped around Tiffany’s trim waist, her other hand groping and caressing her shapely rear, before it slipped towards her firm thigh, while her lips moved lower, kissing down Tiffany’s collarbone and the top of her breasts, causing her to purr in delight as she felt a warm tongue slipping between the valley of her soft mounts, as Stacy kissed right between her breasts. Her moist lips then covered a hardened nub, sending jolts of pleasure across Tiffany’s tingling spine. Stacy sucked on the lovely scientist’s succulent breasts, switching between her rock hard nipples, enjoying her sweet taste, and driving the squirming redhead closer and closer to her sensual precipice. Her hand finally slipped between Tiffany's firm thighs and moved over her black panties, finding them completely soaked through with her excitement.

“Stacy! Aaaah!” Tiffany moaned weakly, causing the blond to grin mischievously as she softly stroked her. Without moving her lips from her amazing breasts, her fingers moved towards her burning honey pot. The bound heroine gasped, as she felt dexterous fingers teasing her above the thin material of her panties, the blonde touching her and rubbing her in all the right ways, sending her into a spiral of bliss, before they started moving at a quicker pace, suddenly pushing her over the edge.

“Yes, yes! Haaah! Aaaaah! Oooooooooooooooooh!” Tiffany let out a long moan, throwing her head back and arching her back so much that she barely touched the bed, as Stacy kept her arm around her waist to support her as she quivered and erupted in her panties. Her hips bucked, her entire body went rigid for a moment and then shivered uncontrollably as a mind blowing climax consumed her and drained the remains of her strength, Stacy moving her fingers at a faster pace even as Tiffany climaxed, allowing her to ride out her wave of ecstasy. Stacy's lips moved from the heroine's succulent breasts and captured her plush lips in a sizzling kiss, as she gently rubbed and stroked her, drawing out every little ounce of erotic energy from her climax that she could, until Crimson was completely spent, her body going completely limp as Stacy laid her gently back on the soft bed. Tiffany gave a relaxed moan as Stacy slid down with her, giving her a soft kiss on the lips as a powerful afterglow took hold of the lovely heroine. She took Tiffany gently by the shoulders, slightly lifting her, and reached behind her back, pulling the belt of the robe and unbinding her wrists with a few simple tugs. Stacy then laid her back on the bed lightly, and held her close, allowing the weary redhead to catch her breath as she slowly simmered.

“How are you feeling, Sweetie?” she asked, after a few moments.

“Mmmm! Warm… Fuzzy… Exhausted… Blissful…” Tiffany mumbled, as she slowly opened her eyes and looked at the blond woman with a wry smile.

“Looks like my little surprise was a success!” Stacy smiled back, caressing her auburn locks.

“So, do you really not like the little nickname I came up with?” she asked with some doubt.

“No...I do! It’s really sweet! It’s just the way you say it, it can be sort of embarrassing!” Tiffany responded with a slight blush, causing Stacy to giggle.

“You are just so adorable! In any case, I think I should allow you to get some rest. Otherwise, I doubt we will leave this place for our little outing!” Stacy said lightly as she snuggled in close to the resting heroine.

“Yeah, about that. We will have to drop by my house first. All I have is my Crimson Dynamo suit, and that robe and panties that you gave me...I'll need some actual clothes...” Tiffany said with a wink, mumbling her last words.

“Good point! At least I have a change of clothes that could fit you, until we get to your house.” Stacy nodded in agreement. The two of them remained in bed, cuddling for a while, with Stacy caressing the lovely scientist and landing soft kisses on her luscious, red lips and warm skin every few moments, until Tiffany slowly recovered some of her strength, enough for her to get on her feet. The alluring redhead took a refreshing, cold shower, sighing in content as she allowed the cool water to flow freely on her heated, toned body. Feeling completely refreshed, she enjoyed the quick breakfast that Stacy had prepared, the two partners chatting lightly over the freshly baked pancakes and their hot, fragrant coffee.

“Nice breakfast! I really needed that!” Tiffany said as she stretched her arms comfortably, feeling completely re-energized after their morning romp in the sheets.

“Looks like you are back in shape! Ready for our day of fun?” Stacy asked excitedly.

“Of course! After last night I think we could both use one!” Tiffany smiled in response.

“That’s what I wanted to hear! Let’s hit the road then!” Stacy smiled back, as she grabbed a large bag that contained their suits and equipment. The two partners then stepped out of the safe house, enjoying the pleasant warmth of the morning sun that bathed them, Tiffany’s long fiery locks and Stacy’s shorter golden ones fluttering in the light breeze, as they made their way into the city, their fingers entwining as they walked side by side, holding hands together as they looked forward to the relaxing day ahead.
A Reckless Fight p.3
Stacy decides to give the beautiful heroine a naughty surprise, before they enjoy a relaxing, fun day together!
Crimson Dynamo/Tiffany Johnson is a character of :iconcrimsonvlkyrie:
Stacy Williams is one of my own characters.
Previous part bob-warden.deviantart.com/art/…
The story can also be found here crimsonvlkyrie.deviantart.com/…
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Crimson sighed tiredly, as she slowly shook her head. Her entire body felt sore, heavy, and almost numb, and she was too weary to even open her eyes. Still, she felt surprisingly cosy, comfortable and even relaxed, in a way. It took her a few moments to realise that she was lying in a rather large and comfortable mattress, her head resting on a soft, fluffy, pillow, while a pleasant fragrance covered the room. The redhead felt a warm, slightly wet towel land on her forehead and cheek in a gentle, padding way, and leaned towards it with a soft hum. Her blue eyes slowly opened behind her red mask, and she noticed a familiar blond gazing at her with a wry smile.

“You are finally awake! What a relief!” the blond sighed in solace.

“Stacy… What happened? Where, are we?” Crimson said slowly, still feeling dizzy.

“It’s okay, Sweetie! It’s all over! They Crey ambush is busted, and a group of PPD officers are cleaning them up right now. This is one of my safe-houses. We can rest here, for the rest of the night” Stacy said, as Crimson turned her head and looked around. The roomed seemed spacious with simple decorating, and it looked like a nice hotel room. Crimson herself was lying on a large bed, and noticed that parts of her costume had been removed to make her feel more comfortable, leaving her only in her snug fitting black bodysuit, her red mask, her gloves and her laden, utility belt. She also noticed a few burning, light purple candles, which she identified as the source of the pleasant scent that filled the room.

“Candles? Aren’t you a romantic one?” the heroine smiled playfully, causing the agent to smile back.

“They are not only to set the mood! These are actually special candles with flower essence, and they are ideal to relax after a hard day” Stacy responded lightly, before her expression turned dour.

“How are you feeling?” she asked with concern, her voice heavy with regret.

“Not that bad! A little tired and sore, that explosion was quite nasty. But nothing that my healing factor can’t handle! I’ll be fine!” Crimson responded simply, with a tired smile.

“Crimson I... I’m so sorry! It’s all my fault! I should have been more careful! I tried to protect and instead, I got you hurt! I’m so sorry!” Stacy lowered her head, avoiding the redhead’s gaze.

“Hey, it’s okay! These things happen during a fight, especially a fight like that one! I’ll be fine! It’s just... Why did you do it? Why chloroform me? I know you were trying to protect me. But, wouldn’t it be better if we fought together?” Crimson said lightly, her voice showing more concern and confusion, rather than anger. Stacy closed her eyes for a moment, but she opened them again with a sigh, and looked towards the lying heroine with a regretful expression.

“You are right. I shouldn’t have done that! But when I heard about that plot to take you down, I was completely shaken! It’s funny, I don’t remember ever being that shaken before. I am usually calm, collected, focused, always trying to plan the best course of action. Most times I fight alone, but when I see that a team up can be more effective, then I do it. But this time, the only thing that mattered to me was protecting you! Not what would be the best response, or the most effective way to deal with the threat. I should have asked to join you, and honestly I did think about it. But when I saw you so determined to face them, I was worried that you might turn my offer down, and I didn’t want to take this chance. I’d rather face them alone, instead of risking you getting hurt. Now that I think about it more calmly, it was a foolish decision. Besides, you were pretty open about letting me join you last time when we infiltrated that Crey base, and you’ve fought along with your fellow heroines before. It was a foolish, and rushed decision” the blond shook her head. Suddenly, she felt a soft grip, and she noticed the heroine’s gloved fingers wrap around her hand, her clear blue eyes moving to gaze into the redhead’s own blue orbs, as she smiled softly at her.

“Well, I have my share of rushed decisions! Everyone does! It’s fine now, everything turned out okay! Besides, everything you did, you did it to protect me! You fought so hard all alone and you got hurt too, while I was having a nap, even an involuntarily one! I can at least appreciate this! So, thank you Stacy! Thank you for trying to keep me safe! And thank you for holding out, until I came for you!” Crimson said gratefully, with a warm expression.

“Crimson!” Stacy whispered, with a choked voice.

“But next time, try to talk to me before you consider knocking me out, okay? No need for chloroform to be your first thought!” Crimson said, with a more playful tone.

“Actually, my first thought was banging you at the back of your head, but I didn’t want to be too rough, so I went for a more gentle approach!” Stacy rubbed the back of her head with a nervous smile, causing the heroine to narrow her eyes.

“Really now? How considerate of you!” she frowned, before both of them laughed lightly.

Still, you did all this, and you don’t even know who I am. I mean, behind the mask...you risked your life for me” Crimson said thoughtfully.

“It’s fine! I may not know your secret identity, but I know who you are! I know the gorgeous, intelligent, brave woman, who is willing to fight hard to protect the innocent, and even harder to protect those dear to her! I know you, Crimson Dynamo!” Stacy said softly, as she caressed the heroine’s cheek tenderly, while her other hand rested on her chest, above her heart.

Stacy...you've helped me so much in dealing with Crey...” Crimson whispered, moved by the agent’s honest words, before the blond leaned closer, capturing her plush lips in a long, tender kiss. After a few heated moments, the blonde moved away, gazing the lying heroine with a fond expression.

“Besides, there is something familiar about you! I don’t know why, but I feel like I’ve met you before” Stacy commented. Crimson took a few deep breaths with closed eyes, her mind wondering to that morning. She remembered the enjoyable coffee date she had with Stacy. She remembered how fun it had been for both of them, and wondered if it would have been even better if she didn’t have any secrets. She also remembered her own wonder, if the blonde was actually feeling lonely because of all the secrets that she had to keep herself. Her thoughts then travelled to the first time they teamed up. How they had each other’s back, and how secure she felt with the agent, and knew that she could trust her. Crimson opened her eyes and looked slowly towards Stacy, as if she made her mind about something.

“Something familiar, huh? What if you’ve already met me?” she said lightly.

“Already met you?” Stacy said slowly, as the heroine’s fingers moved towards her red mask.

"Stacy...this isn't something I normally do...I have to...protect myself...and those that care about me...but...after all we've done together...I trust you..." A soft sigh escaped her lips as the fingertips of her gloves moved over her mask, the fabric seemingly unsealing from the heroine's skin as if touched by magic. She closed her eyes as the synaptic interface between her nanite infused mask and her mind was severed, her head spinning lightly for a moment before she fully removed her mask and put it aside, revealing herself as Stacy’s eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Tiffany Johnson? It’s you?” she said.

“You didn’t expect to meet me so soon, did you?” Tiffany said with a wry smile.

“Not really...not that soon, and not like this!” Stacy shook her head, her surprise turning into amusement.

“Are you surprised?” the redhead asked.

“A little bit! I knew you were smart, but I didn’t expect you to be a scientist! So, something you could never do, huh?” Stacy remarked.

“Well, I had to keep my cover! Besides, you are the one to talk? A bookstore, really?” Tiffany pointed out, laughing a bit at what Stacy had mentioned as her profession during their coffee date

“Good point!” Stacy admitted with a sheepish grin, as they both laughed lightly.

“So, what do we do now?” Tiffany asked as she relaxed back on the bed, letting her head rest gently on the soft pillow.

“Now, it’s time nurse you back! I know you heal fast, but I think I can speed things up a little, and make you feel more, comfortable” Stacy responded, gently picking up Tiffany's red mask and holding it thoughtfully for a moment, then gently laying it over on a night stand near the bed. The agent then smiled and grabbed  a small blue bottle that had no label on it

“What’s this?” Tiffany asked curiously.

“This is a special ointment. A mix of herbs, flowers, and a few drops of honey! It soothes the muscles, and relaxes the mind. And I have to apply it very intimately, all over your body!” the blond whispered, stranding the heroine’s waist, and tracing her fingertips lightly over her black clad form.

“Mm! Sounds like a very potent treatment!” Tiffany hummed, slightly trembling, but Stacy looked at her with some worry.

“Will you be okay, though? I mean, with your sensitivity? I know that if you get too, excited, your powers are drained. Wouldn’t that mess with your healing factor? I don’t want to push you in this state!” she said concerned. Tiffany let out a small laugh, and raised her hand to caress Stacy’s warm cheek.

"You are so sweet! But no need to worry! While my...weakness...does sap my strength and make my mind all warm and fuzzy, it only dulls my healing abilities. They'll still be working, just not as powerfully or as quickly. Fortunately I've already healed up pretty good, but, you might want to be a little gentle with me, my body is still a little sore. Especially my sides...” she said with a soft grin.

“No need to tell me! I was planning on giving a nice, slow massage anyway!” Stacy grinned, rubbing the heroine’s firm stomach, until her fingers touched her laden, utility belt, encircling her waist.

“Um, you might want to give me a hand with this first. I did try to remove it, along with your boots and the other parts of your costume, but it looks like you upgraded the lock on your belt” she remarked.

"Yeah, I needed to make it a little more secure, you're lucky you didn't electrocute yourself...after all, the buckle is booby trapped now...” Tiffany said with a grin, as she moved her gloved hand towards her utility belt, the lock clicking open and the buckle loosening as she slid one of her gloved fingers across a special spot on the side of the buckle.

“Impressive! Always upgrading your tech! There, we should be more comfortable now” Stacy said lightly, gently pulling the belt from around the heroine’s trim waist, relieving her of her crime fighting arsenal before tossing it over onto a nearby armchair, leaving her clad in only her tightly zipped up black bodysuit. Her hands moved to the redhead’s sides and then slowly ran upwards, moving over her tight stomach and firm breasts, before they rested on her broad shoulders, while at the same time Stacy slithered her entire body over Tiffany’s, lying on top of her, but keeping her own weight on her powerful legs and not on the resting woman’s weary body. Her motion earned a soft moan from the heroine’s parted lips, who felt her entire body shiver as their uniforms rubbed together, before she was silenced with a long, deep kiss. Stacy kissed her more intensely than before, her passion and desire slowly taking over, her hand moving through silky, red, locks while her other hand found Tiffany’s, their fingers entwining together showing the bond they had forged in their battles against the Crey Corporation. Stacy nibbled playfully at the heroine's lower lip as she broke the first kiss, allowing her to catch her breath, before she moved in for another intense lip lock, feeling the heroine melt beneath her as she swooned from the deep and affectionate kiss.

“How are you feeling?” she asked with some concern, breaking the kiss momentarily as she didn’t want to push her too much.

“I'm fine Stacy... More than fine, this feels wonderful...” Tiffany panted softly, a sheepish smile forming on her lips. Her breath came out heavy, her body radiated heat, and her skin was so flushed that it almost rivalled her fiery, red mane.

“So beautiful! Such an exquisite beauty!” Stacy whispered, caressing her partner’s warm cheek, and gazing at her with a fond smile, before she covered the scientist’s plush lips with another heated kiss, feeling Tiffany kissing her back with the same passion, the two of them engaging in an intense make out session as they got lost in the moment. Her fingers moved to the high collar of the heroine's suit, slowly unfastening the buckle at her throat to reveal the tab of her zipper. She kept kissing the lovely redhead, seemingly unable to move away from her enticing lips, as she slowly moved the zipper lower, revealing a valley of lightly freckled, flushed skin. The blonde’s warm lips them moved to the heroine’s cheeks, and then towards her soft neck, trailing light kisses until she reached her sweet spot on her nape just above her unfastened collar, the one that drove Crimson wild. She smiled mischievously as Tiffany’s reaction was almost instant, a sharp breath escaping her parted lips, while her entire body shivered from the agent's soft kisses. Stacy tried to resist the temptation to further enjoy the heroine’s magnificent body, but she reminded herself that first she needed to sooth and nurse her back to health. She gently tugged the sleek black material aside a bit and landed a few more kisses along Crimson's collarbone and the tops of her heaving breasts, drawing a few soft moans from the relaxed heroine before she slowly moved away, earning a soft whimper of complaint from the redhead.

“Stacy” she mumbled with a hushed voice, her lips forming a soft pout.

“Patience, my beauty! First we need to use this, right? Trust me, you will feel much better!” Stacy said lightly, lifting the small, blue bottle, as she smiled.

“As you wish, doctor...But hurry...” Tiffany responded with a playful smile, her cheeks rosy with a soft blush.

“That’s a good girl! But first, we’ll need to slip you out of your sexy little costume!” Stacy said with a grin, as she wrapped her arm around Tiffany’s back and gently pulled her into a sitting position. She left the small bottle on the side, and took a hold of the sleek bodysuit with both hands, and slowly peeled it away, revealing more of the heroine’s magnificent body as she slowly peeled the tight black fabric away from her shoulders and down her arms, Tiffany throwing her head back and sighing erotically with half lidded eyes as Stacy started to land soft, butterfly kisses all over her shoulders and her neck.

"Ooooh Stacy...oohhh yesss..." Tiffany moaned softly as she moved her arms to help the agent slip off her sleeves, and after a few moments her tight, body hugging suit fell to bunch up around her waist, leaving her upper body completely bare. Once again, Stacy had to suppress her urge to devour the heroine’s ample breasts and soft pink nipples with her plush lips, but she reminded herself that she had to be extra gentle. Instead she landed another deep kiss on the heroine's lips, as she slowly laid her back down on the bed. Tiffany felt jolts of pleasure running up and down her spine, her entire body tingling and burning with desire for Stacy's soft lips to caress her flushed skin. Her mind was becoming fuzzy, and she could already feel some of her strength ebbing away as a soft silky sheet started to wrap around her potent mind, the agent’s constant kisses and light touches making her incredibly excited. Stacy grinned as she poured some of the ointment onto her palm and rubbed her hands together, her eyes tracing all over Crimson's toned and lovely upper half.

“Time for your massage!” she said, as she moved her hands slowly over Tiffany’s bare body.

“Mm! Ooooh!” the redhead sighed deeply, her back arching as she leaned closer to the agent’s soft touch. Stacy ran her hands over Crimson's soft pale skin slowly with gentle, round moves, first rubbing the ointment over the heroine’s sore sides and then her tight  toned stomach. She could feel the tension built up in the heroine’s body, not only from that night, but from many nights of jumping over rooftops and constantly fighting against evil. Her hands moved towards the heroine's ample breasts and massaged them gently, feeling her diamond hard nipples between her fingers, and giving them a teasing pinch, causing the redhead to gasp. Tiffany let out a long soft moan as she felt Stacy's hands gently tending to her breasts, enjoying the feeling of the agent's fingertips as they tenderly played with her erect nipples. She felt a pleasant heat spreading through her body, not only from the blonde’s soft touch, but also from the creamy lotion that covered her now glistening skin. The flowery scent joined the relaxing fragrance that already surrounded her from the burning candles, and set her foggy mind at ease, her sore and stiff muscles relaxing as if her potent healing factor had been boosted. Stacy’s hands slowly moved to her arms, and then gently moved down to her sides again.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Mmnn! So good! This ointment of yours, is really good...very...arousing...” Tiffany almost moaned, with softly closed eyes.

“Just the ointment?” Stacy asked teasingly as she brushed her fingertips across Crimson's toned stomach. 

“Well, I can’t complain about the massage either...your hands feel so...good...on my body...” Tiffany smiled, slowly opening her eyes as she blushed softly.

“Mmmm...well I like...getting my hands on your lovely body...perhaps I should give you one more dose, to be sure that it worked! After all, we still have those long legs of yours!” Stacy whispered seductively, grabbing at the bunched up black fabric around Tiffany's waist. Tiffany wriggled her hips and moved her waist just slightly, allowing Stacy to slowly pull her suit down her body and over her long athletic legs, leaving the heroine covered in nothing but the glistening lotion, and a thin sheen of sweat. The blonde grinned as she poured a few more drops of the ointment into her palms, her eyes fixed on the stunning naked beauty beneath her, Crimson now completely stripped of her suit and mask. Stacy grinned and put the small bottle on the near nightstand, slowly leaning as Tiffany sighed and gently spread her legs a bit. Stacy's hands landed on the heroine's firm calves and slowly moved upwards, towards the back of her firm thighs, moving around them and softly teasing her inner things with gentle caressing circles, causing Tiffany to groan erotically as she was now wanting Stacy's soft touch to caress her most intimate treasures. Instead the teasing blonde moved her hands upwards, over the heroine's trim hips and across her tummy, roaming all over her naked body with her delicate touch. 

“Ooooh… Mmmm…Stacy, aaaah!” Tiffany moaned hard as the blondes gentle caresses drove her wild, her head spinning lightly as she swooned, her arousal levels spiking as Stacy knew exactly where and how to touch her. Her clear, blue eyes slowly opened and met Stacy’s soft questioning gaze, and she nodded with a knowing expression as she bit her lower lip and relaxed back against the pillow. Stacy's soft lips came down and covered one of the heroine's perky, hardened nipples, licking and sucking hard, while one of her hands kneaded and fondled her other breast, sending more waves of pleasure through the heroine’s writhing form. Tiffany moaned in pleasure, grabbing fistfuls of the sheets of the bed, her sensitive body moving on its own as Stacy's touch began to overwhelm her. Every kiss, every touch of the agent was draining more and more of her potent strength, but she didn’t mind at all given the circumstances. She knew she could trust her, she knew that Stacy cared deeply for her, her affection shown with every kiss and delicate caress. And after everything that happened that night following their hard fight, she felt relieved that she could relax and enjoy the lovely agent's advances as she had in the past. Stacy was in a trance of her own, her mind filled with thoughts of ravishing the beautiful scientist in her arms. Her soft skin was even sweeter with a hint of honey, from the lotion that still partly covered her burning body as Stacy sucked at her diamond hard nipple vigorously, then moved lower, trailing hard kisses all over Crimson's toned stomach, while her hands gently slid down and over Tiffany's hips, moving to squeeze her sexy and firm rear end. Crimson writhed slowly under the agent's touch, moaning softly as she felt more of her vaunted strength ebb away.

"Oooohh Stacy...my strength is...gone...so weak...and turned on...I’m yours...” Crimson surrendered completely to the hitgirl’s ministrations, her hips bucking slightly as she felt a powerful tingle building between her toned thighs. Stacy grinned as she heard the heroine's words, knowing she had her right where she wanted her as she slithered lower, until she slipped right in front of Tiffany’s private and most delicate treasure. She kissed the heroine's inner thighs softly, and took a few moments to admire her glistering lotus, before she leaned closer and blew a soft teasing puff of air across the redhead's damp core.

“Ooooooooooooooooh…” Tiffany let out a long moan of anticipation, her toes curling as Stacy kissed her on her most sensitive spot. The blonde agent lapped gently at the heroine's heated core, enjoying every drop of her warm sweet honey, while her hands moved behind her and groped her firm butt possessively, pulling her deeper against her mouth. She kissed, licked, and plundered the heroine's delicate and silky folds, sending waves of pleasure cascading though Crimson's lithe form, until she could take no more. Tiffany groaned as her hips bucked, her entire body trembling on the edge before she suddenly went rigid, her long hair flying about as she threw her head back and moaned loudly into the ceiling. A mind blowing climax exploded through her heroic body, stealing away the last remnants of her power, her back arched as she grabbed up more fistfuls of the sheets and felt her warm nectar flow from her overheated core. Suddenly her muscles unwound as a powerful tingle worked its way through her entire body, Tiffany going limp as she collapsed back to the bed, her mind trapped in a warm foggy haze, as she lay there completely drained and exhausted. A powerful afterglow was already embracing the lovely redhead as Stacy slid up and wrapped her arms around the weary heroine in a gentle embrace, wiping a few red strands of hair from her sweaty forehead.

“How’s my Little Wolf feeling?” she asked softly with a grin before kissing playfully at Tiffany's cheek. Tiffany let out a few sighs, before she slowly opened her eyes and met the agent’s loving gaze. 

“Amazing...but..so...weak...you...blew my mind...but I feel so...safe and relaxed with you...” she responded with a weary smile as she weakly snuggled in a little closer to the blonde agent and kissed her affectionately on the forehead. 

“And that’s how I will keep you! Safe, and completely relaxed! I think we both need a nice hot bath...and then you will get a nice long rest! I will hold you here in my arms, keeping you safe my sweet, lovely Tiffany!” Stacy whispered softly, giving Crimson a soft kiss on her warm cheek. Tiffany simply smiled in response, letting her head rest against Stacy's chest as she let out a soft sigh, enjoying the warm protection of the agent's embrace.
A Reckless Fight p.2
After overcoming Crey's trap, Crimson and Stacy recover from their hard battle, with the agent deciding to get a little intimate as she takes good care of the lovely heroine!
Crimson Dynamo is a character of :iconcrimsonvlkyrie:
Stacy Williams is one of my own characters.
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The Witch 2 by bob-warden

Serena the Witch - Story Index

A random event causes Serena to awake after centuries of magical slumber, and she encounters a young Amazon.
The Witch of the Forest
Serena pays a rather intimate visit to Lynn Wonders, the same Amazon that she met after her awakening.
Serena's Visit
Serena faces Curia, the mighty Wonder Woman, in a fierce battle.
The Witch and the Amazon
The Witch and the Amazon p.2
Lynn tries to rescue the captive Curia from the seductive witch.
An Amazon Rescue
An Amazon Rescue p.2
Lynn and her instructor find Serena's former mentor, and together they face the Purple Enchantress. 
The White Witch and the Purple Enchantress
Serena prowls in the night city and encounters a rather lovely, young heroine called Blonde Avenger.
A Darker Shade of Pink
The Witch - Story Index
A brief summary of Serena's stories.

Curia is a character of :iconcuria-dd:
Lynn Wonders is a character of :iconsoolz:
Blonde Avenger is a character of :icontramusser:
The image was made with X-Girl creator.
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I got tagged by :iconsoolz: and, apparently, :iconrenderpretender:, so I thought I'll give this a go.

Rules
1- Post these rules.
2- Post 8 facts about your character.
3- Tag 8 other characters.
4- Post their names along with their creators' avatars.
Since most have already been tagged, and some of them more than once, there's not really a reason to tag anyone else.

So, here are the fun facts.

    1.     Serena has been around for centuries thanks to an immortality spell she did long ago, which caused her to stop aging. However, a fierce encounter with a fellow witch soon after, caused her to fall into a magic slumber for a long time.

    2.     She has a variety of magical abilities, including shooting arcane bolts and powerful blasts, elemental magic, most notably fire and electricity magic, binding magic, teleport, telekinesis, the ability to drain energy, and her favourite, seduction magic.

    3.     Her magic also gives her enhanced strength, to the point where she can block a strike from an Amazon, but not actually exchange blows with one.

    4.     She usually tries to avoid needless combat, but she is more than willing to pound her opponent to submission, if she’s too stubborn.

    5.     Serena is usually kind and smooth talking, but has a harder side for those who provoke her anger.

    6.     She has been given other names like The Witch of the Forest, the Sorceress of the Woods, and the Purple Enchantress. Few know her with her actual name.

    7.     She has a special interest in Amazons, and after she woke from her slumber during the modern age, she has a growing interest in other heroines too.

    8.     Serena claims that her seduction magic doesn’t cause her victims to fall under her control, it just greatly amplifies their already existing desires and sensations caused by her ministrations. It’s all part of her mind games in order to dominate her captured heroine, cause her to admit her own hidden desires, and fully submit to her.

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KarenGaianni Featured By Owner Mar 16, 2017
Thanks for the watch, I really appreciate it!  :)
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CrimsonVlkyrie Featured By Owner Mar 7, 2017
Thank you for the recent faves and comments! Glad you are enjoying Crimson's stories!
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nintendoboy16 Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2017
Thanks for the watch! Hope you enjoy the adventures of the Scorchsnow Protectorate and Clan Ravenna. :)
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bob-warden Featured By Owner Mar 5, 2017
I'll try to check out some stories, soon! Thanks for the watch too! :) (Smile) 
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Rob66 Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2017
Thank you for watching, Bob.

P.S.  I've enjoyed the Bethany/Stacy stores I recently read at Bethany's gallery!
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bob-warden Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2017
Thanks for the watch, too! And I'm glad you liked the stories!
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Free---Fall Featured By Owner Jan 20, 2017
Hi...

I think you might be interested my upcoming story...

should be ready in a few days... check it out!
COMING SOON      WONDER WOMAN : FAUSTA'S VENGANCE by Free---Fall
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bob-warden Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2017
I'll take a look!
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Free---Fall Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2017
1st half of my story is up....

I think you'll enjoy it 
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bob-warden Featured By Owner Jan 22, 2017
I checked it out, it was quite interesting.
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