FEEL GIRL
PART FOUR
Spark activated her flight belt, stepped out of jump jets invisibility field, and dropped down to the street below, quickly ducking into the main door to the building. As she made her way towards the apartment, Tact kept track of her movements through her com-link.
Tact himself tried not to think about what was going on in the apartment, and more specifically, tried not to think about the woman. But now that he had a few moments free time while waiting, he found he couldn’t really help it. The image of Feel Girl’s nude body rose unbidden to his mind.
Tact swallowed as he felt his erection return. He had to concentrate on the task at hand. He couldn’t let himself get distracted, or Spark would effectively be stumbling right into a trap. Still, Tact couldn’t believe how potent the woman’s power was. He’d only glimpsed her for a few seconds, and he just could not get her out of his mind. Just a few seconds… Tact found himself wanting to look at her again. He knew he shouldn’t. He bit his lip and tried to think of something else; complex mathematical calculations, blue prints for his latest gadgets, how to maybe upgrade the Power Gauntlets, the fact that Feel Girl was wearing them being one hell of an upgrade already, the fact that Gauntlets were all she was wearing…
Tact swallowed hard again, and found himself unable to resist the temptation to activate his scouting device again. In its hiding place in the vent, it extended its wire-legs and uncovered its lens and microphone, and turned to peer through the vent cover. His eyes widened once more at what he saw.
Windrazor was now sitting on the leather chair, head thrown back, mouth agape, hands in a death grip on the armrests. Feel Girl was kneeling in front of him, and giving him a slow, luxurious blowjob. Tact felt a strong pang of jealously. Good God, did he want to be in Windrazor’s position.
“I’m sorry, baby,” said Feel Girl between light kisses and long licks of Windrazor’s painfully hard cock. “That was really mean of me to tease you like that. I got a little carried away. But you have to admit it was kind of funny watching you hump away like a horny doggie!” Windrazor groaned loudly in response. “Aw, don’t worry, baby, I’m going to give you what you want. You still want me to suck you off, right?” Windrazor nodded vigorously. “Okay, well, just relax. I want to make this real special.” She resumed her oral ministrations, still going with agonizing slowness, but stimulating him with uncanny precision. Windrazor looked like he was going to have a heart attack from pleasure overload.
“Okay, Tact, I’m ready.” Tact blinked, slightly startled, as he recognized Spark’s voice over the com-link. “One, two, three, NOW!” Made sluggish by the lustful haze he was in, Tact’s mind didn’t register what she was talking about until it was too late. Through the camera of his scouting device, Tact saw Spark smash through the door to the apartment, body crackling with energy. She had her eyes tightly shut, but lashed out with lightning bolts straight at Feel Girl and Windrazor.
Instantly, the Power Gauntlets whipped up a force field to protect their wearer. Windrazor, however, was not so lucky, and the electricity struck him full on, rendering him unconscious.
“Holy fuck!” said Feel Girl. She scrambled up from the floor and dove for the Destin Sword in the corner. Spark launched off a couple more bolts of lightning with unerring accuracy, but the force field blocked the shots. Feel Girl managed to pick up the sword, and held it in front of her. At that point, any more shots of lightning were simply absorbed by the blade.
“Tact!” yelled Spark. “What happened?! She’s not down!”
Tact couldn’t respond. He was now fully entranced by Feel Girl, zooming in the lens of his device to more closely scope out her body. He was already taking out his cock and stroking himself.
“Tact, shut off the Gauntlets!” When nothing happened, Spark cursed, knowing her partner was now compromised.
“Wh-who are you talking to?” said Feel Girl. Her eyes were wide with fright, and the Destin Sword shook in her hand. The shock of the intrusion still had her heart racing, even though she had just shrugged off several lightning bolts, and now was effectively untouchable by them thanks to the sword. What really worried her, though, was that the intruder’s eyes were closed. Even with her new weapons, Feel Girl realized she wasn’t remotely prepared to fight someone who wasn’t simply bowled over by her hypnotic aura.
Spark powered down, the electrical arcs surrounding her body flickering out, and she assumed a more relaxed position. “Alright,” she said. Even with her eyes closed, she turned to the side so she wouldn’t accidentally peek at her opponent. “I can see we’re at a bit of a stalemate here.”
“Wh-who are you? What do you want?” said Feel Girl, her voice still trembling.
“My name is Spark. I am here to retrieve my teammate and my team’s stolen property, and to take you in for kidnapping and theft.” Spark paused. “And possibly torture. Whatever you were doing to him, but it sure as fuck didn’t sound good.”
“I, I, I was just giving him a little head. H-he wanted me to.”
Spark cocked her head to the side a bit, noticing how frightened, and young, her opponent sounded. “How old are you?”
“Eighteen.”
“Cripes, you’re still in High School?”
“Um, well, I sorta quit… I still got my diploma, though, so you know...”
“Yeah, I can just imagine how you managed that one.”
“Well, when you got the gift…”
“Look, kiddo, this is not something you just fool around with willy-nilly. It’s not a game, and not something you should just flaunt around to get a quick cash grab or an easy lay. Mind control like this has serious consequences.”
“Look, I just…”
“Skip it. You’re under arrest.” Spark turned fully towards Feel Girl again, and stood tall, electricity again sparking along her body. Even with her eyes closed, Spark’s bearing was intimidating enough to make Feel Girl’s heart skip a beat.
Feel Girl backed up a few steps until she hit the wall. Then, she whirled, and with two quick cuts, sliced straight through the wall with the Sword, then reared back and punched the center of the cut with her gauntlet, knocking out a huge hole in the wall. Before Spark could stop her, Feel Girl leaped out of the wall, dropped to the sidewalk outside, and took off running.
“Shit!” yelled Spark. She dashed to the edge of the wall, and started firing lightning bolts after Feel Girl, which of course did nothing. “Tact! Tact, snap out of it, and help—” Spark suddenly found herself yanked backwards as someone grabbed her from behind, then slammed her into the floor.
Windrazor, Jin, had recovered, and was now on top of her. Spark struggled to shove him off, but Jin was too fast, grabbing and pinning her arms every time she wriggled free. She could feel Jin’s cock throbbing against her. She felt Jin undo and yank down her pants, and before she could stop him, he was in her, fucking her.
“Jin, stop! STOP!” yelled Spark, barely able to draw breath.
“Need to cum!” Jin slurred out. “Please, fuck, let me cum!” Spark caught a glimpse of his eyes and saw that he was completely gone, nothing more than a lust-crazed zombie. He probably didn’t even realize he was now fucking his teammate instead of his mistress.
Spark unloaded a powerful surge of electricity into him. Jin shook violently and then collapsed unconscious on top of her. Spark shoved him off, wincing as he slid out of her. “Sorry, Jin,” she said. “Ow. Man. You fuck like a jackhammer.” She checked Jin’s vitals, and, satisfied that he would be okay, stood up and pulled her pants up.
Spark went back the hole in the wall and cautiously looked outside, ready to close her eyes the moment she glimpsed naked flesh. But it appeared that Feel Girl was long gone. Spark sighed, and flew out the hole and back up to the roof. She stepped into the jump jet’s invisibility field. There she saw Tact, slumped over against the jet, eyes half closed, masturbating furiously. He had already cum at least twice, long streaks of semen painting the side of the jet, and forming a small puddle on the rooftop. Spark sighed again, and she touched the side of Tact’s head. She gave him a gentle jolt that tweaked his synapses, causing him to fall asleep. His cock still twitched even as his hand fell away, and Spark was certain he was now dreaming of the woman he’d been stroking off to.
Spark radioed the base. “Guys, I need an evac, pronto. Tact is, uh, down, and so is Windrazor. And get Esper ready to do some psychic recovery.” Suddenly, she heard the dull boom of something moving incredibly fast, and she cursed. She dashed to the edge of the building, and saw the tell-tale trail of debris fluttering in the wake of a high speed object passing through. She flew down to the apartment, and saw her suspicions were confirmed: Windrazor had already recovered, and had run off to join his mistress.