My Amazon Army Ch. 09

Wow. Sounds like pretty good odds. Let's get started shall we?

[Rachel]

The room came back into focus as she came to her senses again. The overwhelming pleasure from her pussy subsided, and Rachel could once again think. She looked up to find that her assailant had stopped his fucking motions, though his big cock was still inside her. He had a finger to his ear and seemed to be speaking into an earpiece.

"Good. We need the extraction team ASAP. There have been some complications with Plan Alpha, and assistance would be required to complete the mission. Noted, we'll expect you shortly and prepare for extraction."

Ending the communication, he turned back to Rachel, noticing that she had begin to regain her senses. Grunting, he began thrusting into Rachel's pussy slowly, restarting the pleasure forge in her pussy that sapped Rachel's strength and will.

Oh no... time is running out. But... I can't... Uh... feels so good... I can't do anything as long as he keeps fucking me... Uh... uh...

It took all of Rachel's concentration just to stay conscious, hoping there would be a chance to break free.

Convinced that he had Rachel subdued, Brad turned to Kara.

"Kara, prepare for extraction. Make sure Michael's doesn't break free while we're in transit. Do whatever is necessary."

Receiving Brad's instructions, Kara stopped her piledriver fucking of Michael and lifted herself off his cock. Michael's big meat slipped out of her pussy with a soft "pop", accompanied by a little stream of cum juices from both of them. She immediately shifted herself forward and planted her pussy over Michael's waiting mouth.

"Noted Director. Delivering stasis package now." Kara closed her eyes, and as she tilted her head back a sigh of pleasure escaped her lips. Between her legs, a milky gush of pussy juices streamed out of her cunt into Michael's waiting mouth. As if caught in the same orgasmic experience as Kara, Michael's hands grasped lustily at Kara's boobs and butt as he drank her cum. His big cock, still hard, oozed pre-cum out of its tip, jerking as if it was squeezing out the last of a big cum shot out. Michael lapped the hot, sticky fluid instinctively, swallowing all he could. The flow of ejaculate continued for almost 10 seconds, before coming to an end, by which time Michael's eyes had glazed over and his frantic grabbing had ceased. His arms fell to the floor and his body slowly went limp. His big cock began shrinking down to its flaccid state, falling between his thighs.

"Ohhh... stasis package delivered Director. Subject Michael is now subdued and ready for transport." said Kara as she dismounted from Michael's face and stood up. Little beads of sweat slid down her tanned body and it was obvious she was still a little breathless from her most recent orgasm.

"Good job. Let me do the same with this beautiful little specimen here and we'll be ready to go." Brad pulled his cock out of Rachel as he spoke and started making his way over to plug his meat spear into Rachel's mouth.

No... No... If he puts that thing into my mouth its really going to be all over for us. No!

But no matter how she tried, Rachel's body refused to respond. And as Brad approached her face with his big cock aimed to at her lips, Rachel felt her mouth open humiliatingly to welcome his violation. Rachel watched in helpless terror as the red cock head, still covered in a mixture of semen and pussy juices fill her view, saw in exquisite detail the thick veins that had pumped blood into Brad's big organ to make it so impressive. She could smell the cum juices on his cock, and inches from her mouth, Rachel felt herself reach her tongue out in anticipation of the throat fucking.

And suddenly her face was awash with blood. It was as if someone had taken a pint of blood and burst it over her. The salty smell broke her out of her sexual stupor and her body was suddenly under her control again. She screamed in anger and confusion and punched out at Brad's groin. The blow carried with it hours of frustration, fear and anger. She felt his balls explode under her knuckles, his pelvic bone shatter underneath and he went flying across the room to crash in a heap against the far wall.

Only when she took a better look at her former assailant did she realise that he was missing his head, which seemed to have vanished from his shoulders completely. Understanding dawned when she noticed bits of skull and hair in the pool of blood that surrounded her. Someone had literally blown his head off.

What the hell just happened?! Who... Oh!

Looking up, Rachel finally understood what had just happened. Standing at the door to the bathroom, like a blond goddess of sex, was Amanda. She seemed to have gotten slightly taller, her blond hair fuller and longer, like woven gold. Her breasts, which Rachel had scoffed at earlier in the morning, now seemed fuller and had taken on a pointy, full on bottom shape with high, light pink nipples. [Note: I've started referring to proper nomenclature for describing breast shapes to help readers picture them better. You may wish to refer to bra databases on breast shapes to help with the visualisation. :-) ] Her body was toned and covered in lean muscle, and her waist seemed narrower than before, giving her an hour-glass figure perched atop long athletic legs. But perhaps the most significant change was in Amanda's eyes. They had gone from sexy blues to liquid gold orbs that glowed with an almost blinding light.

Wow... What happened to you? Nice eyes... Big improvement gal, but still some way to go before you enter my league. Hang on, I can't believe I'm still comparing hotness with her at a time like this. Better snap out of it Rachel and get your head out of whatever wet dream that ass wipe put you in. Michael needs your help. And where the hell is that fucking Latino?!

Anger driving her, Rachel sprang to her feet. But Michael's fuck buddy was nowhere to be found. Her lover was still lying comatose on the floor where Kara had left him, but of her Latino hotness there was no sign.

Little bitch scooted? When I get my hands on her I'm gonna....

An explosion from behind her interrupted her thoughts. Her hair automatically fanned out to shield her from the blast and Rachel turned to find Amanda and the remaining blond assailant babe locked in combat.

Amanda was unleashing golden bolts from her wondrous eyes while her opponent, all dressed in black leather, seemed to be one of those irritating defence types as she was projecting some form of force field to absorb the incoming attacks. This would also explain why the blond hadn't taken a more active role in the initial attack that subdued everyone.

Rachel was about to step forward to help when a loud roar turned her attention back to the pool entrance. Hovering just above the pool, was a sleek black helicopter. As Rachel watched, the side door slide open and four more black leather clad individuals leapt out.

Oh shit. This must be the extraction team. Can this day get any worse?