Ms Crusader: Dirty Job
Young and beautiful super heroine, Ms Crusader, is an Alpha Meta woman, and a Water Power on a "crusade" to make the streets safe for honest citizens, and goes out on patrol by herself. Unfortunately, young sometimes means impetuous and incautious, and are dangerous traits in a inexperienced super heroine. What happens when evil captures good? And can she find a way to escape and win the day? More
A fierce, gritty super heroine in peril story!
Young and beautiful super heroine, Ms Crusader, is an Alpha Meta woman, and a member of the most celebrated and honored super heroine organization: Alpha Meta Sisterhood of Super Heroines. She is Water Power on a "crusade" to make the streets safe for honest citizens, and goes out on patrol by herself. She quickly finds trouble and moves in to save the day as only super heroines can. Unfortunately, young sometimes means impetuous and incautious, and are dangerous traits in a inexperienced super heroine. What happens when evil captures good? And can she find a way to escape and win the day?
Warning: This is a very explicit super heroine in peril story. It is action oriented, with an emphasis on fighting/violence. Sex, bondage, and domination are also within this story.
The blue late model Oldsmobile was accelerating down a residential alley, while the police continued down the street behind them. If not for her they would escape. Of course, it would be better if the police were right there to witness her heroic deed, but they would arrive soon enough.
Changing course to cut them off, Ms Crusader was soon directly above them. Just five feet above the car, in fact. She almost giggled when she thought of their coming surprise.
Ms Crusader pushed herself directly in front of the car, pacing its speed perfectly and turned to face them with a big grin. The looks of shock on their faces made it all worthwhile. Then she made their fears come true, and used her Power.
She pulled water out of the humid coastal air and formed it all around the perimeter of the car, then lifted it up and at the same time brought it to an abrupt stop. To the four men in the sedan, it was as if they hit a brick wall, though the car was not damaged in the least. The engine did die, so she set it back down and released the water, which fell wetly to the pavement with a splash.
“Good day, miscreants!” she said, assuming a classic Super Heroine pose five feet in front of the car. They staggered out of the car, battered and bruised, and paused to gawk at her. “The gig’s up, boys. It is jail time for you. Maybe five to ten in prison will teach you crime doesn’t pay, especially on Ms Crusader’s watch.”
About the Author:
Don has been hooked on sexy super heroines since the day he watched Frau Fausta Grables chloroform and capture Wonder Woman on TV. It was a simple step from there into super heroines in peril stories. Now he writes his own characters, and it having the time of his life doing so.