****** Dangerous, Part II by Joyce Yeo ******
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Dangerous, Part II


Almost one year had passed since Holly had killed Joseph Hughes. She had since
used his personal passwords and security codes to transfer an unnoticeable
amount of funds from each of his many offshore accounts into her own. This
Holly succeeded by using the electronic capabilities of the alien gloves.

Also with the aid of the gloves, she had managed to create a new identity for
herself, inclusive of social security number, bank accounts, driver's licenses,
passports and even a few country club memberships. No electronic database was
safe from her prying gloved hands.

With the amount of funds in her own off-shore bank accounts, Holly proceeded to
buy a modest beach front house in Malibu, and several cars. She could spend the
rest of life in idle bliss, drinking piña coladas while watching the waves
crash on the sandy beach. However, during all this time she electronically
monitored all of Jake's, Mark's and Jimmy's progress; their addresses, their
financial status, their families, etc. Holly accomplished this by building a
super-computer with the help of her alien tools in her study room.

Dressed in the usual sheer black full bodystocking and the menacing opera
length latex gloves, Holly sat leisurely at her desk sipping wine and perusing
through the computer printouts of the three men who had taken her innocence and
almost her life more than a year ago. Ever since the death of Joseph Hughes,
she had never taken off the bodysuit and gloves. The alien fabric kept her body
clean and hygienic, while adjusting itself whenever Holly had to go to the
toilet.

Holly had discovered several new qualities inherent in the suit. Whenever she
became aroused, the suit would form a flexible dildo at her crotch sending her
into heady throes of ecstasy.

Extending the claws, Holly rubbed her tits in slow circular motions with her
black gloved hands enjoying the erotic feel of the suit, while at the same time
reading through the latest bio-data on the three...

1) Jimmy had dropped out of college, with his football scholarship revoked
after he had seriously injured an innocent bystander in a drunken brawl. After
spending some time in jail for the assault Jimmy, disappeared into the mean
streets of Los Angeles. He is rumoured to be the leader of a gang of street
thugs peddling drugs.

2) Mark graduated college and went on to become a professional football player.
Though still very young, he has shown the potential to become one of American
footballs greatest players. He lives in a luxurious condominium in San
Francisco... alone.

3) Jake Hughes inherited much from his father's misfortune, and decided to quit
school soon after. Not having the business acumen nor technical expertise to
rebuild Cybermed, he liquidated the company and now spends his time supplying
Jimmy and his gangs with smuggled arms. Possessing a penchant for violence,
Jake has been rumoured to be responsible for the deaths of several competing
drug bosses in LA.

Looks like Mark is the only one who made it good. I think I'll start in San
Francisco and concentrate on the others later. Besides, I want to save Jake for
last. - Holly contemplated. -- Mark will serve as practice for the rest.

Holly decided to drive up to San Francisco, instead of taking a flight. Walking
to the front of the full length mirror, Holly formed her outfit for the journey
savouring the stimulation provided by the alien suit. She first changed her
facial and physical features to a tall redhead with a perfect hourglass figure.
I think football players go for this sort of thing - she chuckled.

She let the suit transform into a tight fitting corset and skirt, both made out
of shiny black latex. On her long slender legs, the nylon changed to form black
fishnet pantyhose and thigh high leather boots. The black opera length gloves
became tight red in colour. Hmmm... I think an element of danger is required to
complete this look - Holly thought, as bright red nails, half-inch in length
extended from the tips of her gloves.

Striding confidently in 5 inch heels, Holly picked out the chili red porsche
from the garage and roared off to San Francisco.

****

San Francisco.

The drive up had been largely uneventful, except for male motorists on the
freeway constantly staring into her car. On the way up, she picked up a
hitchhiker, gave him a tremendous hand job and then left him unconscious on the
road.

Arriving late after dark at Mark's apartment, Holly easily gained access only
to find the apartment empty. Deciding to wait until Mark came back, Holly
changed her outward appearance once again. From her feet to her head, she
covered herself in a shiny black latex catsuit. The latex hood that wrapped
tightly round her head had form fitting holes for her eyes and mouth. While
waiting for Mark to return home, Holly passed the time by casually stroking
herself through the latex enclosure with gloved hands, drinking in the
delicious feel of the catsuit.

****

Mark entered his apartment late at night to find a latex vision of lust
greeting him in the living room. "Hello, Mark. It's been a long while." the
catsuited figure cooed.

"Who the hell are you? And how did you get in?"

Sauntering seductively up to the bewildered Mark, Holly reached a hand behind
his neck and pulled him onto her rubberised lips. Softly, even tenderly, she
kissed him on the lips, her other hand unzipped his pants reaching in to grasp
his rapidly growing cock. Mark's body involuntarily shivered with sudden lust,
as he dumbly let Holly remove his clothes one item at a time. With her gloved
hand still behind his neck, she extended the talon in her index finger and sent
a controlled electrical charge into Mark's spinal cord, temporary paralyzing
his muscles without affecting his sense of touch.

Mark slumped to the floor helplessly looking up at the dominant latex goddess
standing above him.

"Don't you remember me Mark?" Holly said, letting the latex mask slide off her
face for a moment. "You and your friends really had a good time raping me that
night. Well, take a good long look for it's the last face you'll see. I'm going
to rape and torture you, just like what you did to me."

As Mark struggled to come to terms with the situation unfolding before him,
Holly let the black liquid latex slide over her head once more, forming a mask
of death. She lifted Mark's considerably larger body with ease and sat him on
the sofa. She brought both gloved hands to the front of his face and slowly
extended the dangerous black talons. "Oh that's more to come..." she laughed,
and stepped back to let Mark see a large 8 inch dildo extend from the crotch
area of the latex suit.

Mark's eyes widened in horror, but before he could protest, Holly spun his body
around so that his ass was facing her. She placed her gloved hands on his
shoulders and sunk her claws deep into his flesh.

"AAHHAHGGGHGHghghh...!!" Mark screamed in terrible pain.

"That just wouldn't do. You making too much noise, Mark darling," and she
forced him around so that his face was facing her erect cock. Sparing no
thought for Mark's pain, she rammed the 8 inch latex cock in to his mouth,
causing him to gag violently. Clutching Mark by his hair, Holly thrusted her
dildo-cock down his throat in a burst of rapid fire movements, destroying his
larynx.

Spinning him around again, she sunk all her claws into his sides and pulled his
ass onto her demon cock, tearing into his virgin hole. This time she fucked him
slowly, in long deliberate motions, all the while broadening the thickness of
her suit dildo with each thrust. Sadistically, without a trace of remorse Holly
relentlessly continued banging his ass. And by allowing small doses of
electricity to run into his body, she kept Mark fully conscious of the intense
pain for over an hour before his exhausted body finally passed out. During this
time, Holly's body had been rocked by several multiple orgasms.

Holly carried Mark to the bedroom and laid him out onto the king-sized bed. She
crawled on top of his body and used a small electrical charge to wake him.
"Don't you want to play anymore lover? Oh I forgot... you've lost your voice.
Don't worry about it. You won't need it after tonight!" Holly purred into
Mark's ear.

With the effects of the paralyzing current starting to wear off, Mark tried to
grab Holly in an arm-lock. But Holly was far too strong, and easily broke his
hold. She slid her black gloved hand into Mark's hand, intertwining his large
fingers with her slender black clad fingers. With the strength of ten men, she
increased the pressure of her grip on Mark's fingers, breaking every bone in
his digits.

Mark had tears flowing out of his eyes, as he silently tried to scream out his
agony. Holly cruelly turned her attentions to his other hand and broke more
bones. Methodically, she moved down to his legs and lifted it up high so that
he had a clear view of his ankles. With one hand gripping his shin, and the
other his foot, Holly twisted. The sickening sound of the ankle snapping echoed
in the room, as Mark's body convulsed in violent pain. "Well, you still got
your knees." -- Holly then sat up closed her gloved fingers into a fist and
smashed it down hard into Mark's knee, shattering the kneecap. "Oh... not
anymore."

In such a cruel, calculated manner, Holly broke every bone in Mark's limbs. "Oh
poor baby, maybe you need some relief?" Holly groaned, as she took his cock in
her hands and started to rub up and down his shaft. The combination of extreme
pain and pleasure was destroying Mark physically, mentally and emotionally.
Sensing that Mark was about to cum, Holly gripped his cock so hard with one
gloved hand squeezing off his impending orgasm, and with the other extended her
claws fully to slash his chest. With savage ferocity, she ravaged Mark's torso,
while keeping him alive and conscious with finely tuned electrical emissions.

"Ever been fucked to death Mark?" Holly growled sadistically, as she straddled
his thighs and inserted his still erect cock into her pussy. In a fluid rhythm,
she fucked his helpless body with an insane rage. As Mark exploded hot spurts
of pent-up cum into her latex pussy, Holly placed her lips onto Mark's mouth
forcing her tongue down his damaged throat, choking him to death. Her latex
pussy increased its pressure onto Mark's cock draining it of every drop of
semen.

Mark at this point should have been dead, but amazing there was still some
consciousness left in his eyes. "You're really amazing you know that" Holly
grinned. She spread out her clawed fingers wide and placed her latex-gloved
hand onto Mark's face. "I forgive you Mark. After all, you've really redeemed
yourself tonight" Holly laughed maniacally as she pressed her shiny palm hard
onto his face and sent several thousand volts of current surging from her
claws, frying his entire head, hair and all.

****

Headline News: STAR ROOKIE PLAYER KILLED IN BIZARRE MURDER

That ought to catch the attention of the others - Holly thought. Spotting tight
leather shorts, a plain white long sleeved silk blouse, black fishnet
pantyhose, 4 inch high ankle boots and lacey black gloves that were neatly
tucked into her sleeves, Holly quietly sipped her wine and contemplated her
next move.

Jimmy had a gang that prowled the mean streets of LA's red light district... It
was suspected that his gang had been responsible for the several cop killings
recently. Hmm... a real vicious group. Better get it over with -Holly.

That night, Holly drove into LA, to the restaurant where Jimmy and his gang
were known to hang out. Holly wore black leather corset with matching panties,
fishnet pantyhose, knee-length boots and opera-length black leather kidgloves
with claws fully extended. She had also changed her face to look like an
oriental beauty. She shamelessly strode right up to Jimmy's table where he was
having supper with his ganglords.

"Hi Jimmy." Holly announced herself.

"Who the fuck are you? And what do you want?" Jimmy replied scornfully.

"Your life, Jimmy."

Holly's response caused Jimmy and his gang to laugh cynically. "Ok boys, looks
like you're in for a treat tonight. We'll see how long this bitch can last"
Jimmy sneered.

In a blurred flash of movement, Holly slashed the jugular of the nearest
henchman, severing his carotid artery. The others immediately rose to their
feet, reaching into their jackets for concealed handguns. But Holly was moving
too fast for any of them and at such close range the guns were useless. She
raked the face of one thug, splattering blood all over the floor, while kicking
another with the high heels of her boots.

In a matter of a few minutes, all of Jimmy's men were either dead or bleeding
to death on the bloodstained floor of the restaurant. Jimmy, in fear fired the
entire clip from his handgun at Holly, only to discover that bullets had no
effect on the approaching fatal fury. Holly plucked the handgun from Jimmy's
hand and planted a long hard wet kiss on his trembling lips. She pushed him
against the wall with her body and raised a stockinged thigh in between his
legs. Clutching his neck with one gloved hand to keep his head steady, she dug
hard into his eyeballs with the taloned fingers from the other.

Jimmy screamed in intense agony as Holly gorged at both his eyes. "You've been
a bad boy, Jimmy." Holly moaned as she inserted her gloved hand into Jimmy
pants and ravaged his cock with her deadly claws. Convulsing and bucking with
tremendous amounts of pain, Jimmy screamed for mercy.

"Even death is too good for you Jimmy." She forced her tongue into Jimmy's
mouth and using the suit's unique powers stretched her tongue down his throat.
Her long and wet tongue reached into his larynx destroying his voice box. "So
I'll tell you what... Jimmy. I'm going to let you live. But live in hell. I've
destroyed your eyes, your ability to speak, and your precious cock. And I'm
going to take away all your other senses, leaving you a vegetable." Holly
whispered into his ears, as she plunged her talons into Jimmy's ears bursting
his eardrums. She then speared his neck with one claw and sent an electrical
charge into his spinal cord, frying his entire nervous system.

Letting, his vegetated body drop to the floor, she left the restaurant without
anyone to stop her.

****

Headline News:
L.A. GANG DESTROYED BY MYSTERIOUS ASSASSIN
GANGLAND BOSS ALIVE BUT TOTALLY PARALYZED

Two down, and one more scumbag to wipe off this earth. Well, he'd be waiting
for me after this. So let him wait. After all, I've got all the time in the
world. Let him cringe with anticipated fear for the moment. - Holly thought to
herself. Meanwhile, she would spend the next year building a special dungeon in
the basement of her house, just for Jake's demise.

The trouble was, Holly did not feel secure hiring a renovation contractor to
build the dungeon in the basement. So she decided to do it herself...

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