0 comments/ 62218 views/ 4 favorites Superslut Ch. 1 By: 102582 It was a dark, moonless night and Katie had had the worst day. Her boyfriend, Hank, (who’d been away on business) called to say he’d found someone else and wouldn’t be coming back. And, on top of that if it wasn’t bad enough that she’d already been laughed out of the legitimate dancing world for sleeping with one of the rare, straight choreographers, now she’d lost her job dancing at the topless bar because she hadn’t fucked the owner. “I just don’t know when to keep my legs closed” She thought to herself. It was no great surprise that the owner had lusted after her so much, she was, after all, a truly gorgeous woman, far better looking than any of the other girls at the club. Her body was athletically slim and perfectly curved, with silk smooth legs that , despite her five foot two height, went on forever. Her breasts were real, unlike many of the girls, and amazingly perky for their C cup size. Even without a bra (which she rarely wore) her nipples pointed up. Her ass was firm and toned, the perfect prelude to her amazing legs, and her stomach was washboard flat. She had full, pouty lips, a perfect, sexy face and long, light brown hair (tinted blonde in places) that hung down to her mid back. Her skin was lightly tanned and her eyes deep brown Despondent, she headed for the fridge and got a bottle of cheap beer than slumped down onto the living room floor and drank it down as fast as she could. Finished, she set the bottle down and sat in silent contemplation for a moment. “What a day!” she finally said aloud “and now I don’t even have Hank to comfort me. ." “Oh well,” this time in her head. “He was always lousy in bed anyway.” That thought made Katie realise how long it had been since she’d gotten any action. She’d always been a very sexual woman and the three weeks away from her boyfriend had been torture, especially since she was consciously trying not to come until he got back so she could have a great climax with him in her, for once. She sighed and headed to the kitchen for another beer then returned to her spot on the floor and gulped that one down as well. She was already feeling pretty tipsy, as her small body didn’t handle liquor very well at all. All of a sudden she could swear she heard a voice in her mind. “Run!” it shouted. She looked around nervously then chalked it up to too much beer and relaxed. “God I’m horny” she said aloud “I guess I’ll have to take care of that myself. ” Almost unconsciously her right hand came to sit on her ample bosom, caressing her soft breasts through the thin fabric of her tee shirt. Almost immediately her nipples responded by growing fully erect, rubbing painfully against the fabric of her tee. Gasping slightly she pulled the shirt up, revealing her perfect tits and large dark pink nipples, as well as the small silver ring through each. Quickly her fingers went to work on the engorged tips, causing her to let out another, louder gasp and close her eyes in pleasure. As all this was going on her other hand had undone the button of her tight jeans and pulled the zipper slowly down, showing the white lace panties below. Reluctantly she pulled her hand away from pleasuring her sensitive nipples and arched her hips into the air, sliding her pants off and throwing them to the side. As her right hand eagerly returned to her nipples, grabbing one of the rings and pulling gently on it, her left slid ever so slightly beneath her panties, slowly taking in the sensation of her small triangle of pubic hair rubbing against her fingertips. Unable to wait any longer, she sped her hand up and felt the warmth of her sex only millimeters away. With one final push she sent her hand to the end of its journey, her fingertips swimming in the river of juices that flowed out of her. The unmistakable, musty smell of her arousal permeated the room and her moisture had already soaked through her flimsy panties. Gingerly she dipped her finger into her wetness, then ran it up the slit of her pussy till she found a third silver ring, this one passing through the base of her throbbing nub. She took hold of the ring, being as gentle as she could then, suddenly, gave it a firm tug, sending waves of pleasure through her body and causing her hips to arch up off the floor. Again she pulled a hand away from her nipple, this time to peel off her soaked panties and leave them dangling around one ankle. Her glistening , pink pussy and triangle of brown pussy hair came into view and she pulled even harder on her clitty ring, stretching the tiny red organ to more than twice its usual length and tilting her head back in a combination of pain and pleasure. Her other hand found its way to the entrance of her cunt and she eased a finger into the dripping wet tunnel, feeling the walls, tight from weeks of unuse, contract franticly around it, pumping out more of her sticky juices. Her gasps continued and she tilted her head back in ecstasy, from the corner of her eye she noticed the two discarded beer bottles. She pulled her finger out of herself as her other hand continued to tug at and massage her clit, then reached out for one of the bottles, a drop of liquid falling off of her finger tip. She paused for a moment in excited nervousness then plunged the narrow end of the bottle into herself a good four inches, until it got to wide to slide in easily. Her cunt was going crazy, the muscles flexing around the bottle and trying desperately to pull it farther in. She took a deep breath and gave a strong push on the empty bottle with both hands. Slowly it slid farther and farther in, stretching her wider than she’d ever been and causing her to cry out loudly. Finally the long bottle bottomed out against her cervix and she jumped slightly in surprise and pleasure. Biting her lower lip she pushed even harder than ever and finally felt the final barrier before her womb give as the bottle popped in another half an inch. She was silent for what seemed like an eternity as her muscles struggled to adapt to the foreign presence and a puddle of her juices pumped out of her. Her cunt contracted wildly, driving her to new heights of pleasure and her clit was visibly throbbing as she teased it. At last her eyes opened wide and she arched her hips up high into the air. A loud scream of “YEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!” escaped her lips and one final shot of girlie cum spurted past the bottle. All at once her body went completely limp and she lay there exhausted, her thighs covered in love juice and the rest of her covered in sweat. Breathing hard, she finally moved to pull the bottle out of her over-stretched pussy, which now struggled to return to its usual state. After a moment of pulling the bottle came free of her cunts tight grip, sending a shooting pain through her body. She grimaced and gingerly stood, feeling the pain deep in her where she’d forced herself to take something far to large for her tiny frame. The thought that beer was made with yeast entered her mind and she cursed herself, thinking she’d have to go see her gyno as soon as possible for so many reasons. The carpet was absolutely soaks with her thick, sticky juices, as were the panties that still hung about her ankle. Mentally, Katie chastised herself for not being more careful. She’d had this trouble ever since she was just a girl, whenever she got that yearning all that mattered was cumming, no matter what it took to get there. Whenever she got hot, it seemed, she got stupid. When she was younger she’d rubbed up against her mothers favorite couch pillow to get off, leaving a VERY visible stain. Her mother had claimed to buy the story about spilling a drink, but Katie always suspected she knew the truth. Later that same year, she’d gotten that urge in the middle of school and brought herself off with a pen under her skirt. Unfortunately the cap hadn’t come back out with the pen and she’d had to go to the hospital to get it removed, she’d never lived that one down her entire high school life. Then, a few years later, she’d straddled a car console and fucked herself with the gearshift, only to be caught by a cop checking her parked vehicle. The most embarrassing time was when her father had caught her wanking herself off with a vibrator in the bathroom. The two had never spoken of it but were always uneasy together after that. These were only a few incidents in a life filled with sexual misfortunes. Katie saw a show about Nymphomaniacs once, and strongly suspected she was one. Sighing, she prepared to take a step, readying herself for the pain she knew would follow. Surprisingly, she felt no pain at all, but instead a sense of strength she’d never known before. Now that she thought about it, her tipsiness had also vanished. Then, she once more heard the voice in her head “Run!” it yelled “Get away!” Now Katie was scared. “I must be losing my mind” she said to herself. Then, A noise came from outside, outside her eight-story apartment. Gathering all her courage Katie walked to the window. “No!” the voice in her mind screamed. Ignoring it, Katie opened the window and stared, naked, into the cold night air. All was silent. Then, all of a sudden a deep grumbling voice came from outside. “Yes. ” it said “You are the one, I smell sex on you!” Katie took a step back in shock, but before she could do anything else a thick, slimy green tentacle shot in through the window grabbing her about the throat. Dozens more tentacles shot in, followed by their master, a green blob of flesh with one giant eye. A second tentacle found its way into Katie's throat, stifling her attempt to scream. “So” the creature said “You are the one I am to kill. Such a pity, a pretty little thing like you. How about one last fuck for the road!” Katie's eyes grew wide with terror and two rows of tears streamed down her face. “Yes!” The voice in Katie's head again spoke “this is our chance! If only you had listened to me, now we’ll have to do this the hard way!” Katie gagged on the creatures thick tentacle as four more grabbed her flailing limbs, holding her with a ferocious strength and pulling her legs wide apart. A fifth tentacle rammed itself into her pussy spreading her even wider than the bottle ever had. She struggled to scream around the tentacle in her mouth and tried desperately to escape the monsters grasp. Alas, it was far stronger than she and she finally gave in, laying limply and sobbing as the creature raped her brutally. She could feel in intimate detail the slimy tentacle forcing its way deep into her pussy. “There!” The voice in Katie's head yelled “The awakening is complete! I’ve given you the strength, now you must do the rest!” Suddenly, Katie felt a huge influx of strength and easily pulled free of the tentacles that grasped her limbs. In a state of shock she pulled the tentacles from her mouth and pussy, then punched the monster as hard as she could. It emitted a shrieking noise and raised a tentacle to swipe. Katie tried to jump out of the way, but felt her strength ebbing. “Quickly!” the voice in her head commanded “Touch your self!” Katie obeyed, plunging a finger into herself and reluctantly using the creatures ooze as a lube. She noticed that her pussy had completely healed from the rape just seconds earlier. “Use the power!” The voice commanded “Destroy the creature!” Katie felt energy build up inside her abdomen as she franticly ran her fingers up and down her engorged clit. Then, all at once, she let the energy loose and a blast of red light shot from her eyes, searing the creature into a pile of dust. Exhausted, Katie collapsed to the floor. “Very good!” the voice in her head said, “Now why don’t we go get cleaned up and I’ll explain what's going on. ” Still in shock. Katie nodded and walked to the bathroom, starting the shower and stepping in. “Mmmmm” the voice said as Katie looked at the massaging shower head “That’d feel pretty good right about now. ” Again obeying the bodiless voice, Katie rinsed her body off, then pulled the massager off its mount and held it to her clit. Her knees nearly buckled as the water hit her, but then she felt her strength start to return. “S. . . so who. . . what are you?” Katie stammered, trying hard to concentrate despite the bliss the massager was giving her. “I am the soul of a Succubus” the voice answered “a creature from another world fueled by sex, I have bonded myself to your soul as I have done with generations of women in the past, for that is the only way I can effect your world and stop the threat that those monsters present. ” “Okay” Katie replied, remarkably calm “What are those monsters?” “Demons” The voice answered “From my world, they have found a way to travel between the worlds and wish to rule both, you have been chosen to stop them. Since you were but a girl I have watched you, preparing you for this day in your dreams, that is why you are able to take this so well, it’s also why you’ve always been so horny. ” Katie paused for a moment and pulled the massager away from herself, now listening intently to the voice. “So sex gives me power?” She asked. The voice chuckled. “You should see what you can do after you cum a few times. ” it said wryly. “Now a few basics. ” the voice said “From now on you have to climax at least once a day or you. . . we die. Also, your always going to look like you’ve been swimming in really cold water from now on and your always going to be pretty aroused. You’ll also get turned on by anything now. Understand?” “I. . . I guess. ” Katie replied meekly “Oh!” the voice said all of a sudden as Katie stepped from the shower and toweled off “hold out your hand. ” Katie obeyed, putting her hand out into the air. With a flash a sixteen inch long, pink, phallic wand appeared in her grasp. It had three buttons on it, one pink, one yellow and one silver. “Your weapon. ” The voice said “Touch the yellow button. ” Katie did just that and a blade of pure flame shot from the tip of the wand. “Impressive. ” she said clicking the button again to shut it off. “Push the silver button.” The voice said and a costume will be created for you from your subconscious. ” Katie shrugged and clicked the button. All of a sudden there was a sensation like a million tongues licking every inch of her body. Then, almost instantly she found herself in a complicated outfit. She wore a tight pink bustier that descended no lower than her belly button and left a better part of her magnificent bosom bare while pushing her tits together to create cleavage a man could drown in, her rock hard nipples pushed out against the skin tight garments and she noticed that her nipple rings were now hanging outside her bustier and passing through both the cloth and the flesh. Below that was the tiniest pair of pink silk panties Katie had ever encountered. Over that was a pink pleaded mini skirt, the kind cheerleaders wear, that started six inches beneath her bellybutton and ended about even with her crotch, leaving the slimmest sliver of panty visible. A pair of pink knee high boots with six inch heels covered her feet and thigh high stockings with pink garters crept up her legs from beneath them. A pair of long pink gloves that came up to her mid biceps and a pink face mask completed the outfit. Katie stood and admired herself for a moment, then, out of curiosity, pushed the last button on the wand. Without warning, the wand began to ferociously vibrate in her hand. What's more, Katie felt a unique sensation as her new panties eased their way into her cunt, seeming to grow to a full eight inches in length and harden, they too began to vibrate wildly. Katie lifted her skirt and looked shocked at her undergarment, it had not outwardly changed at all. “Oh yes. ” The voice said “I forgot to mention those, designed to give you a boost when you need it most. ” Katie closed her eyes and smiled “Its working. ” She said. Reluctantly, she pushed the button again and the panties pulled their way out of her. “Well” Katie said “If I’m going to be some king of super slut I’m going to need some way to support myself, any ideas?” “Yes” the voice responded, “yes, I know the perfect job for you. . . ” * * * * * Meanwhile, far away, a dark creature cloaked by the deepest shadows lurked on its golden throne quietly awaiting the return of one of its loyal servants. “Master” an obviously frightened voice came at last “T. . . The soldier you sent is dead. . . the carrier was able to complete the awakening. ” At once the dark creature turned to face the sniveling, frightened messenger that had brought this foul news. “Damn you!!” the master yelled in a thousand voices at once. “I told you to send the best!!” “I. . . I’m sorry master. . . ” The messenger replied “She was just a human girl. . . I. . . I thought. . . ” The sentence was cut short by a blast of white hot flame from the masters hand. “Your thoughts are inconsequential!” He roared to the deceased toady. “But now” His voice more quiet now “A new round of the game has begun. I believe the time has come for my newest servant to prove his worth. ” To Be Continued. . . Superslut Ch. 2 Katie Cummings sat at her kitchen table with the classifieds and a red pen. She wore her usual tight jeans and even tighter tee shirt and a small pair of reading glasses were balanced on her nose, they only served to heighten her exquisite beauty. Sighing, she turned the page for what seemed like the hundredth time. “I thought you said you knew a job for me.” She said to no one in particular. “I do.” The voice in her head returned “Keep looking, I’ll know it when I see it.” Katie sighed again and turned the page once more. For no apparent reason, an add no bigger than any other caught Katie’s eye. “LIVE INDUSTRIES” it read “SEEKING SECRETARY FOR HIGH RANKING EXECUTIVE. INTERVIEWS MONDAY AT 10:00 AM” The add was far to short and usually positions like that weren’t even in the paper, especially not for live industries. “Don’t they make weapons for the government or something?” Katie asked aloud “How should I know.” The voice returned “This is your world, not mine. Anyway, that add was left as an invitation, to you and to me. Lets not disappoint whoever left it.” “You want me to be a secretary?” Katie asked incredulous “I don’t know anything about taking messages and filling and that stuff.” “Don’t worry.” The voice answered with a touch of humor “I think your other assets will suffice.” “Well” Katie said, mostly to herself “I guess being a secretary is a lateral career move from dancing topless. It says interviews will be held tomorrow.” * * * * * Frank Storm sat in the leather chair at the mahogany desk that dominated his spacious, top floor office. He smiled wickedly to himself and made a tent out of his hands in front of himself. Yup, he was on top of the world. Still grinning, he spun around to look out his picture window at the cold, dark night. “Soon this whole city will be mine.” He said to himself, smiling even more. “You cant take it with you.” A voice came from behind, in the office that had been empty scant moments ago. “And I think we both know where your heading when your time is up.” The smile drained from Franks face. “What do you want?” He asked, turning to face the stranger who sat on the edge of the room cloaked in shadow. “Oh come now” The stranger said “Is that anyway to talk to your new boss. Remember what it was like before you came to me. You don’t want to go back to the mailroom do you?” “No.” Frank answered, his superior attitude now completely gone, “But the project is working perfectly! The missile is almost ready , I’ll be putting more tar in the cigarettes as soon as I can... I swear!” “Forget about that!” The stranger roared, holding up a newspaper Frank could have sworn he didn’t have a moment before. “I am here about this add.” “But I didn’t authorize tha...” Frank began “I did.” The stranger interrupted “There will be one candidate for the job that I want you to learn as much about as you can.” “What’s this persons name?” Frank asked “Finding the information is your task.” The stranger answered, and with that he was gone. Frank poured a tall drink of brandy from a bottle on his desk and gulped it down. “Man I hate it when he does that!” He said to himself, pouring another drink. * * * * * Katie sat in the lobby of the Live Industries building dressed in the best secretary outfit she could afford. An ash gray skirt suit (with the shortest skirt she was aware existed), six inch heels and an extremely thin white blouse, no bra underneath. Her hair was done up in a bun and she had her reading glasses on, even though she couldn’t see much past fifteen feet with them on, she thought they made her look the part of the ‘porno secretary’ better. Nervously she crossed and uncrossed her smooth shapely legs, “Who am I supposed to be looking for?” She asked under her breath. The voice hesitated and Katie assumed it was scanning the room. “Him!” The voice said at last, focusing Katie’s attention on a particularly well dressed man going through a folder across the room. Katie smiled and stood, then started her best vamp walk towards the man, swiveling her hips as much as she could. She finally reached the man, who was still preoccupied with his folder. “Hi there.” She said in her sexiest voice “I’m here about the secretary job...” “Fill this out” the man replied, handing her a form without looking up from his papers. “I was hoping for a more PERSONAL interview...” Katie said closing the mans folder. He began to look up angrily, then his draw dropped as he saw Katie. “Um...” He stammered “Yeah sure, lets uh, lets go to my office...” “Okay” Katie agreed, giving her sluttiest smile. In moments they were on the elevator on the long ride to the top floor. Katie and the man stood near the back, watching other people get on and off on the many floors they passed. After about six floors, Katie felt the mans hand on her ass, and leaned back into it. The man smiled. Six more floors and she felt his thumb slip under the hem of her skirt. A few more floors and his entire hand was under, tracing the line of her white silk panties. By the time they reached the top floor he had already discovered that she was pleasantly wet and slipped a finger into her, causing her to gasp and draw the attention of several men on the elevator. As soon as the doors opened on the top floor the man grabbed Katie’s hand and led her to an office door. She barely managed to catch the name on the door: PRESIDENT FRANK STORM. Frank led her into a huge office with incredibly expensive furniture, he had already loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top of his shirt. Katie smiled again and unbuttoned her blazer, revealing the nearly translucent blouse (and in turn her perfect breasts and rock hard nipples.) Frank already had a bulge in his pants and as Katie looked on he slumped into his leather office chair and gave a look as if to say “Well?” Katie threw her jacket to the side and began to walk slowly and seductively towards the man, unbuttoning her blouse as she went. Finally, as the last button came loose and she untucked the shirt, letting it hang freely about her body, she reached him and fell to her knees. He gave a big smile as she undid the zipper of his pants and reached in to grasp his stiff member. Katie tried to hide her disappointment as the three and a half inch cock fell free. “I’m here for business” She thought “Not pleasure.” “Right” the voice returned “Now get him out of the office somehow so we can look around!” Frank moaned loudly as Katie took his manhood in her hands, gently but firmly sliding her hands up and down over the tip. “Oh yeah babe.” He said under his breath “Lick it!” Katie obeyed and stuck her tongue as far out of her mouth as she could, touching the very tip to Franks dick and tasting his salty precum. “Mmmmm.” She moaned, closing her eyes and sliding her tongue down the head of his cock one millimeter at a time. He breathed sharply and flexed every muscle in his body, feeling the wet warmth of her tongue gliding gently over him. Katie let her tongue reach the shaft, then made an ‘O’ out of her pink glossy lips and slipped them onto his cock, all the while looking up at him with the sexiest stare she could manage. She could feel that her juices had begun to flow and couldn’t wait for a chance to finish herself off. Absently she began to rub her thighs together, the friction moving her clitty ring and bringing her some relief. She slipped all of Franks small cock into her mouth and began to deep throat him, despite that fact that he was barely long enough to even reach her throat. That didn’t seem to bother him any, however and he groaned and moaned in pleasure. Only a few minutes passed before Katie felt his balls tighten up. “I’ll be damned if I’m going to swallow anything that shoots out of this guy!” She thought to herself, the yearning in her sex starting to overwhelm her. With skill that comes only from experience, she slipped his cock out of her mouth, and just in time too, for no sooner did the head pop free than the first blast of Franks cum shot forth, hitting Katie right in the face. She jumped back slightly as more and more of the whitish fluid hit her, a glob landing on one of the lenses of her glasses. “This guy must not have seen any action since 1994.” She said to herself “He certainly has quite a tank full.” Finally Frank’s ejaculation ceased and he lay there, exhausted, Katie kneeled before him for a moment, her beautiful face absolutely dripping with his spunk. The warmth in the pit of her stomach was calling out to her, she could hardly resist plunging a finger into herself. Frank finally managed to speak “So...” He said “What’s your name?” “Katie...” Katie managed to say, despite the urge she was fighting “Katie Cummings.” “NO!” She heard the voice in her head cry out “I told you to tell him nothing! At least get him out of the office!” “Don’t worry.” Katie replied in her head “I have a plan.” “Well miss Cummings.” Frank continued, pulling Katie back to the conversation “You got the job.” Katie stood, a drop of cum dripping off off her chin to land on her engorged nipple. “Not so fast.” She said “I don’t think our transaction is done yet...” Frank began to say something but was silenced as Katie grabbed him with great strength and threw him to the floor. Before he could react she was sitting on his chest, her perfect legs on either side of his head. The overwhelming smell of female arousal hit Franks nostrils and his eyes wandered to between Katie’s spread thighs, taking in the sight of her drenched panties. As he watched she hiked the, now very damp, skirt up and pulled off the lacy panties, dropping them onto Franks nose. He inhaled deeply, savoring the odor of this goddesses most intimate place. “There's plenty more where that cam from.” Katie answered his thoughts and eased her way forward on his body, until she was kneeling over his face, her dripping sex just inches from his face. Eagerly he began to lick and Katie settled down onto him more snugly, savoring the sensation of his tongue exploring her pussy and circling her clit. Every so often he bit down on her clitty ring and gave it a tug. She moaned loudly and grabbed hold of her twin nipple rings, playing with them and drifting in ecstasy. Katie lost track of time and Franks pace began to slow, she could feel the pressure building up inside her and knew it wouldn’t be long now. As her climax fast approached, she rose up, forcing him to stretch his tongue to reach. Finally, she gave a great cry as she came fast and furious, a burst of her wetness shooting out of her flexing pussy and coating Franks face. Basking in her afterglow, she rolled off of Franks, wet, sticky face. “Mmmmmm.” She purred, “that was fabulous, thanks.” “No problem.” Frank said, her taste still overwhelming him “I’m, I’m just going to go get cleaned up now.” He stood and tucked her panties into his pocket, then rushed out of the room. Katie smiled. “I knew that would work.” She said to herself “Never underestimate the power of a squirting woman.” Quickly she stood and looked around. “What am I looking for?” She asked. “Anything suspicious.” The voice answered, “check the file cabinet.” Katie walked over to the file cabinet, as she had been told, and found it locked. Effortlessly she pulled it open, snapping the lock. Just then, she heard the doorknob begin to turn. “Oh shit!” she said aloud “Quickly!” The voice replied, out the window!” “We’re on the top floor!” Katie shot back. “Fly!” the voice continued. “I can fly?” Katie asked “No time for this!” the voice yelled. Katie shrugged and grabbed the drawer of the file cabinet, then leapt out the window, shattering it into hundreds of pieces. Frank walked into the room just in time to see her jump. “Oh, this is not good...” He thought to himself. Katie fell at first “I thought you said I could fly!” She screamed aloud. With that she found herself rising up, almost floating. “Nevermind”, she said smiling. She flew quickly home, doing the best a half naked gorgeous flying woman can do to not be noticed. Sighing she flew in through the window and set the drawer down. Absently, she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it, noticing for the first time that she’d left her panties behind. “Damn” She said aloud, “At this rate I’m going to brake the bank just buying underwear!” She shrugged and headed to the shower to remove the sticky remnants of the days encounters. * * * * * Frank paced restlessly in his office, awaiting the inevitable. At last he heard the strangers voice from the shadows. “Well? What have you discovered?” Frank nervously turned to see the dark man sitting there, as he always was in these visits, in a chair that was previously empty. Frank swallowed hard. “I got the woman's name!” He said enthusiastically “But she uh, she got away with the file drawer I had the plans for the operation in...” The stranger nodded calmly. “And her name?” He asked. “Katie.” Frank answered “Katie Cummings.” The stranger nodded again. “Now you die for your failure!” He said raising a hand. “Wait!” Frank shouted “There's one more thing!” Shaking he pulled Katie’s panties out of his pocket. “These were hers.” he continued “Their covered in her juices, if that helps you.” The strangers anger seemed to vanish, he took the panties and held them to his nose. After taking a long deep breath he looked at Frank once again. “Very good my servant.” He said “You have saved your life... for now.” And then the stranger vanished. * * * * * Katie sat in her cramped apartment, wearing her worn out bathrobe and sifting through the oversized file drawer. “Hmmm.” She said to herself “Most of this is just normal business stuff, the part I understand anyway.” That said, the next file in the drawer caught Katie’s eyes. “Project Hellfire?” She read the tittle aloud. Eagerly, she picked up the document and began to read. “These are the plans for some kind of missile!” She said to herself again, picking up another piece of paper. “And these are launch plans!” “It says Live Industries is planning to launch this missile at New York City!” “But that would do nothing but kill tons of people, no threat, no money demand, why would anyone do that?” “For their souls.” The voice answered.” “What” Katie inquired. “If all those people die.” The voice elaborated “Our enemies will be able to use their souls to power their magic, such a massive loss of life would give them enough energy to open a portal to this world... Permanently!” “That doesn’t sound good.” Katie replied “This looks like another job for SuperSlut.” She added grinning. “This is no laughing matter!” The voice chastised. “Right.” Katie returned, dropping back into a serious mood “It says they have a secret launch site under the office building. I guess I’m headed back there.” In the background Katie vaguely overheard a story on the news about how one hundred people in the downtown district had reported seeing a naked woman fly out of an office building. “I had a skirt on!” she thought to herself. * * * * * Later that night a cab pulled up next to the huge statue in front of the Live Industries building and Katie stepped out. She looked around to make sure no one was watching, then slipped into an alleyway and pulled a large pink dildo out of her purse. “Here goes nothing.” She said to herself, pushing the silver button. In an instant her normal clothes vanished, replaced by her SuperSlut outfit. “Now then” she said to herself, “time to go down!” She smiled at her own joke and began looking around for a manhole cover or any other way to get under ground. * * * * * Meanwhile, inside the building, a man dressed in strangely military garb rushed to Frank Storms office. “Sir!” He yelled “Our security cameras picked up the woman you told us to watch for!” “Damn!” Frank yelled “I didn’t expect her to return so soon! Launch the missile!” “But sir...” The soldier tried to protest “JUST DO IT!” Frank yelled. * * * * * Katie had already been looking for some entrance to this secret launch site for quite a while when she heard a horrible, grating sound from the front of the building. Running at inhuman speed she saw that the statue her cab had pulled up near had now flipped up on its side, revealing a long dark tube. A missile silo. As Katie ran to fly down the tube, she heard a noise even louder than the last and a red, ten foot long, six inch wide missile shot from the tube trailing flame behind it. “There's nothing easy.” Katie sighed and leapt into the air after it. The missile was fast, very fast, and Katie was still not used to flight, after only a few minutes she felt her energy beginning to dwindle. Pushing herself, she managed one last burst of speed and caught hold of one of the missiles tail fins. She gritted her teeth and pulled herself up until she was able to grab the missile proper and hold it in a bear hug. Finally, she managed to straddle the weapon. No sooner had she done so, than she felt the awesome vibrations the powerful weapon produced. She melted with ecstasy almost immediately and an intense climax hit her only seconds later. Her strength returned and she pressed herself closer to the missile. “I’ve never had something this powerful between my legs!” She said, though she could not hear herself over the roar of the missile. Her pussy clenched and unclenched faster than she thought possible, searching for whatever phantom lover brought so much pleasure and her clit throbbed so that she could feel each heartbeat send a flood of blood into the little nub. She came again and then again and again, she was aware of about a half dozen times before she lost count. Her thighs began to slip as her wetness flooded out of her, soaking the missile. Katie felt heights of power swell within herself she’d never imagined before. Easily she crawled up the missile to the pointy tip and tore her panties away. She flew quickly in front of the weapon, then spread her thighs and slowed down ever so slightly, bracing herself. As she had expected, the very tip of the device pushed its way about seven inches into her hot sex. She called out wildly as the weapon sent unimaginably intense waves of bliss through her body. After quite a while of this intense stimulation (and more unbelievable orgasms than she could count) Katie realized what she would have to do and, reluctantly, pulled the missile out of her and pointed it straight up, giving it a little extra push. The missile flew fast and furious up out of the atmosphere, exploding harmlessly with a bright flash. Katie reached down to rub her (now quite empty feeling) cunt, and found that her panties had ‘regrown’ from out of nowhere. She shrugged and sped off towards her apartment. That night the local news reported mostly about the mysterious flash in the night sky. There was no more mention of some ‘flying woman.’ No one ever saw Frank Storm ever again. The police never found a body. Superslut Ch. 3 “I can’t believe I have to find a new place to live!” Katie said “Well, they know your name now.” The voice replied, “it’s not safe to stay here.” Katie picked up the classified section she had been looking for a job in just yesterday and began to read. “I still haven’t got any money or any place to work.” She said. After a while she threw the paper to the table, depressed. “There's no jobs I can do in there!” In she said “And without any income I certainly can’t get a new apartment!” Just then she noticed an add on the back page of the paper, “PRIVATE DANCERS WANTED.” it said “ AT THE BLACK PALACE NIGHTCLUB.!” “Hmmm.” Katie said, picking the paper up again “This could be the answer, maybe all those dance classes will finally pay off!” Katie vaguely remembered hearing about the Black Palace before, it was a very seedy place, made the club she’d worked at previously seem like a kindergarten class, but she was confidant that with her new power she could easily handle any situation that might arise. She glanced out the window and noticed the sun was setting. “I’d better get ready!” She said, standing and racing to the bathroom. She showered as fast as she could and toweled off in a hurry. Then raced to her bedroom to dress. She started out by putting her hair up in ponytails, guys always seemed to like that, then put on the glossiest lipstick she had and some eye shadow. She really never needed more makeup than that, due to her naturally gorgeous features. After that, she pulled on a pair of pink lace panties and thought long and hard before finally slipping on a matching bra, her tits were naturally firm enough that she didn’t really need it, but guys always loved to watch her take it off. That done, she sat and slid a silky pair of thigh high stockings with lace garters up over her perfect legs. The final step was a form fitting, almost see through pink dress that came down to her mid thigh and a pair of high heeled platform shoes, pink of course. She smiled at herself in the mirror before heading out the door. * * * * * Somewhere far away, the dark creature sat alone and angry. “Blast that fool Frank!” He said to himself. “It will take me years to have an opportunity to gather that much energy again! The woman responsible must die, and I know just the man to do it...” * * * * * When Katie’s cab pulled up to the large concrete, windowless building that was the Black Palace there was already a long line. She sighed and got into her place, behind a few dozen people. The line seemed to pass rather quickly as person after person was turned away by the two rough looking bouncers that manned the door. Katie turned around to see how many people had gathered behind her... and found herself breathless. The man who stood directly behind her, only inches away was easily the best looking guy she’d ever seen. Even through his designer suit she could see his rippling muscles, he was quite a good bit taller than Katie (even though she wore the highest heels she owned) and her gaze fell directly on his powerful chest. Slowly, she looked up and up, he must have been more than six and a half feet tall. Finally her eyes fell upon his handsome face and he gave her a “hey there.” type smile. She could only stare and try her best to return the smile. “Miss.” She heard from behind her after a moment “Miss, Yo what's up? You want in?” Katie turned to discover that they were talking to her. “Oh, yes” she said “I’m here about the dancing job.” The men sized Katie up and told her that the people looking for private dancers were at the back booth. She thanked them and headed in, looking back once to see the tall man talking to the bouncers. The club was crowded and noisy, with dozens of attractive women walking around in various states of undress, some of them completely nude. Katie had never performed completely without clothes before, only topless. It had never even donned on her that she’d probably be expected to at this place. The thought only troubled her slightly. She made her way to the booth farthest to the back of the room, as she had been told, and found a group of five men dressed in dark suits and looking suspiciously about. She approached them and sat down on the edge of the table, crossing her legs as seductively as she could, letting her skirt hike itself up over her garters in the process “I heard you boys are looking for dancers.” She said in her sluttiest voice. Suddenly all the men fell absolutely silent and stared, some at her ample breasts, some at her perfect, crossed legs, all at some part of her however. At last, an especially fat man spoke “Yes” he began “We’ll pay a lovely girl such as yourself $500 for the night.” Katie had never made money like that dancing before, without thinking it over she readily accepted. She began by walking around the table, stopping in front of each man to wiggle her ass or shake her tits in his face. Once they had all gotten a good look, she stepped up onto the table and struck a sexy pose, spreading her legs to let her new employers look up and see her panties. She stood like this for a moment, building the anticipation, then began to move her body to the loud music that permeated the club. Her dance was rhythmic, exotic, and most of all sexual, the men stared transfixed and those at nearby tables had begun to take notice as well. Katie closed her eyes, lost in the music. Any time she neared the table edge she could feel hands caressing her legs, sliding up her thighs towards the treasure above, she would always step away just before they got there, teasing them. It was not long before she pulled her dress up over her head and stood there in bra and panties, giving them another moment to admire her before continuing the erotic dance. She squatted, shaking her ass in their faces and felt at least three pairs of hands run over the back of her panties, cupping the cheeks and attempting to journey between her thighs. Again, she pulled away without giving them access, smiling at the lust she inspired. Finally, she decided to open her eyes and look at the men. For a second time that night she was breathless, for not two tables away sat the tall man from the line, staring at her. She hurried to catch her breath and continue the dance, not wanting to disappoint her employers, but not before giving a big sexy smile and a wink to the man. From then on, she could feel his eyes on her and she smiled privately, dancing even sexier for him. She swayed erotically to the music, running her hands over her breasts and puling the straps of her bra down off her shoulder, revealing more and more soft skin then stopping and replacing the skimpy garment. Her hands slid slowly down the sides of her body, catching the top of her panties and pulling them down inch by inch, exposing the very top of her well trimmed bush before pulling them back up. She could tell the men could take no more of her teasing and she turned away from them, facing the tall man in the process. She smiled at him and slipped her hands behind her, undoing her bra and letting it fall to the ground. She gave the tall man the first look at her newly free, perky tits before turning to the howling group that was paying her and continuing the dance. She cupped her glorious breasts and pinched the erect nipples, causing herself to gasp slightly in the process. She could still feel the tall mans eyes on her and she imagined it was him touching her tits. The thought made her a little wet. She continued to dance, rubbing her engorged nipples for awhile, feeling her moisture spread until she was almost certain her panties must be showing her arousal. She didn’t have to guess for long, the next time she opened her thighs the men went wild, their cries got louder and they leapt to their feet, reaching out to touch Katie, though all they could reach was her mid thighs. Katie noticed that the fat man who seemed to be the leader had remained seated and wondered if she wasn’t doing a good enough job. Then, she saw the bulge in his pants and he snapped his fingers and pointed at his erection. One of the scantily clad women in the club scurried over and kneeled at his feet, unzipping him. Katie felt the other men continuing to caress her legs and squatted, finally giving them access to the prize they had been seeking all night. She felt a torrent of hands running over her wetness, pulling at her panties, caressing her thighs. One finger pushed the elastic of the underwear to the side and ran over her moist snatch. She groaned with pleasure and lowered herself slightly, forcing the finger to journey up her slit, to her erect, pierced clitoris. The finger became aware of the small silver ring through Katie’s most sensitive part and began playing with it, she replied by moaning and writhing, almost forgetting to dance. Katie’s juices were pumping out of her with each pass of the finger and soon her delicate panties were completely soaked through and her thighs were wet. Reluctantly she pulled away from the men and stood upright once again, her panties stayed in the clutch of the men and she stood completely nude save her stockings and high heels. The men marveled at her perfectly trimmed triangle of hair and delicate pussy lips, she could feel herself growing more and more aroused, their calls and stares pushing her over the edge. She could feel the heat growing inside her, the orgasm approaching. So far enveloped in her own arousal was she was that she didn’t even hear the voice in her head trying to warn her of something, nor the pistol being cocked under the table. Katie fell to her knees and leaned back, sitting on her heels, again the men grabbed for her, but she beat them to their prize and touched the very tip of her finger to her yearning nub. That was all it took to push her past the point of no return. She breathed deeply and screamed in ecstasy as the orgasm took her, washing her body in waves of bliss. She felt her pussy convulse as a blast of girl cum shot out of her hitting the fat man who was getting sucked off. Katie fell back exhausted as the hands of the men found her and caressed her, resurrecting her passion. Two thick fingers pushed against her sex for a moment before her walls lost the battle and parted, letting the digits slide up into her rather quickly. She gasped at the unexpected entry and contemplated trying to get away, but the sensation of a third finger gently circling her still engorged clit overwhelmed all thoughts she had. Almost immediately she had a second orgasm and even more of her sticky girl cum shot out of her. “Now Boys!” She heard someone yell and the hands pulled away. She opened her eyes after a moment to see the fat man, now standing with a gun pointed directly at her. Time seemed to pass in slow motion as he pulled the trigger and the bullet sped at her. Fear welled up inside her, instantly replacing the ecstasy she had felt just moments ago. After what seemed like forever but was really less than a second, the bullet hit Katie in the left breast... and bounced off, leaving her luscious tit jiggling. She screamed and noticed that the other men had now drawn guns as well, she also noticed that her energy seemed to have ebbed severely. She thought back to the previous night when she had ‘humped’ the missile “The constant stimulation must have kept my power up.” She thought to herself. Even with the two orgasms she’d just had she doubted she could take more than a few gunshots before she was depleted, especially at this range. Almost without thinking her hand shot to her sensitive little clit, she saw all the men’s trigger fingers begin to tense and knew she could never fight all of them fast enough. Just as she thought it was all over there was a burst of movement and the five men fell. Katie looked up to see the tall stranger standing over them. “Come on!” He yelled “Lets get out of here!” “Who are you?” Katie asked “Drake” he replied “Now come on!” Katie got to her feet and grabbed her discarded dress, Drake took her hand and pulled her through the crowded club as other men in dark suits realized what had happened and drew weapons of their own. “What's going on?” Katie yelled to her mysterious savior. “This club is owned by the mob.” He answered “And they answer to the Dark One, the thing that's trying to kill you.” “He’s right” Katie heard a voice in her head “I knew there was something odd about them, I just couldn’t put my finger on it, everyone in here has a rather strange vibe. There's something special about this guy to... something powerful. Plus just look at him! If I had thighs they’d be wet!” Katie smiled at the voices last remark and followed her handsome stranger out of the club and into a black sports car. “How did you know that?” Katie asked him as they sped away “About the dark one... and the mob and everything?” He looked at her and smiled “Some of us have more practice with our powers...” was his only answer. As they sped off into the night Katie looked at him and realized how much she needed a recharge. She couldn’t wait to get wherever they were going... * * * * * Meanwhile the creature known only as the dark one cried out in anger as it watched the proceedings through a mystical pool of black water. “I have trusted in mortals long enough!” It said to itself “Now I will handle this myself!” the creature now seemed to hold something it hadn’t moments before, a pair of white lace panties. To Be Continued...