Rise of Dr, Akitomi Ch. 08

As soon as the man pulled his cock out of her mouth she snapped her fingers at him. "Okay, tuck your cock away and get back to work."

She turned and saw that while she was drinking his cum the other man had finished in Kick Girl. She told him to return to work then held a hand up. "Wait... before you put your cock away come over here. There's cum all over it and I should get all I can before we leave." She sucked his cock clean then sent him on his way.

Kick Girl was on the ground next to her, on all fours but with the top half of her body resting on the floor. Her legs were spread wide open, her cunt leaking cum. She seemed to simply be enjoying the afterglow of being fucked. Emma stared at the glistening semen running out of her cunt hole. She really didn't want to see it go to waste.

"Don't move," she told Kick Girl, then got down on the ground behind her. She hesitated, looking at the woman's cunt with disgust on her face. "Pussy's are so fucking weird looking..."

She leaned to the side and spoke to Kick Girl. "I'm going to lick up all that cum leaking out of you. But I'm NOT doing it to pleasure your pathetic ass. Don't go grinding your nasty snatch into my face, or so help me I will make you suffer."

"Yes, ma'am," she said meekly, lifting her ass up so her pussy was easier to get to.

Emma took a deep breath then leaned down and pressed her face towards the other woman's privates. She extended her tongue out and began licking the cum off her pussy. Once she had all of it licked from the outside she realized there must still be more cum in her cunt hole. She wrapped her arms around Kick Girl's thighs and pulled her body into her face, opening her mouth and jamming her tongue into her as she did so. She moved it in and out, scooping the mixture of semen and vaginal juices out and into her own mouth.

Kick Girl struggled not to wiggle, tried desperately not to moan in pleasure. She quietly reveled in the feeling of Emma tongue fucking her, enjoying the intense pleasure it gave her for the short time it lasted.

When Emma pulled away from her body Kick Girl bit her lip, stopping herself from groaning in frustration. She had almost cum, but knew she couldn't complain about that. If she HAD cum her powers would have been weakened, and that would have been unacceptable right before they left the base on a mission.

As Emma got to her feet she used the back of her hand to wipe her face clean. "Ugh... got your foul cunt juices up my nose. Everything is going to smell like pussy for the rest of the day, just awful..."

She looked around and could see that the minions that hadn't been lucky enough to get to fuck Kick Girl looked disgruntled. She'd seen a lot of that, both when the former heroines were doled out as treats for the men or when she herself used a nearby minion to top off her cum fueled mental powers. After picking her tablet up she made a note reminding her that she needed to find a way to offer the rank and file troopers more chances to fuck. Hopefully she'd find a way to provide this before it became an issue that affected their moral.

"Alright everyone," she said loudly. "Let's finish getting this helicopter loaded up. We've got a delivery to make!"

* * *

Emma watched out of the helicopter's window, looking down at Destiny Lake. The large body of water lied within the city limits of Destiny City and was mostly used for recreation. Nearer to the city there were lots of boats, but out here on the far side of the lake there was only one vessel in view: a huge yatch with a helipad on the back.

"Is that the drug dealer's yatch?" Kick girl asked, pointing at the boat.

"Emelia Mount isn't exactly a drug dealer," Emma said, staring at the vessel as they drew ever nearer to it. "She's more of an objectavist entrepreneur. Big follower of Ayn Rand, and has a reputation for being a fairly extreme hedonist with very specific sexual tastes. She's also very intelligent and driven. She's head of a financial empire that has both legal and illegal wings to it, her drug operation being just the most recent of her finical ventures. I hear she runs it all form this boat... considers it her home and her office."

"Why did the operation ask her to sell the bliss juice for us?" Kick Girl asked.

"It didn't," Emma said plainly. "She was one of our initial clients when we started selling the bliss juice. She got addicted to it really fast and quickly saw how much money could be made selling it to other women. Although I suspect selling the drug is just a way to pay for her own ever growing addition. I've heard that she takes it almost around the clock. Which, of course, is something neither of us could do. Because of our P-Genes round the clock orgasms wouldn't be unhealthy for us. But for a normal woman..."

Once the helicopter landed the two women stood up, preparing to leave the helicopter behind. Emma held her hand up, stopping Kick Girl. "I want you to stay close to me and keep your eyes open. Part of the deal was that we were to come unarmed, Emelia doesn't allow guns on her boat. But she'll be sure to be protected. I've heard her staff is all trained in deadly hand to hand combat, and they will be sure to have some melee weapons stashed around the boat.

"She'd be mad to double cross us. Even if her guards somehow overpowered you and she managed to get the shipment from us it would only last so long and Dr. Akitomi would be certain never to sell to her again. Hell, if she hurt us he might stop selling the drug entirely just to spite her."

She fell silent. "No... no, he wouldn't do that. He'd send Top Heavy after her and once he had hold of her he'd experiment on her like he did to that pathetic goon that turned informant. And that's something he's made sure the right ears have heard, she'll no doubt know about it. No, I doubt she'll try and double cross us. But still, keep your guard up."

Kick Girl opened the door. She was surprised there were no guards waiting for them and told Emma so. But she wasn't surprised, and told Kick Girl their instructions were to move to the front of the boat where Emelia should be waiting to receive them.

They found Emelia Mount reclining on a beach chair. She was a Caucasian woman with long dusty blond hair and looked to be maybe in her mid or late thirties. He was completely naked except for a few gold bracelets around her ankles and wrists. She had a thick, but not fat, body with soft, full curves and thick heavy breasts. Her skin was well tanned from sitting out in the sun.

Over a dozen servants seemed to be milling around the deck, some holding trays filled with drinks and snacks or large cups filled with a thick yellowish fluid that was easily recognized as bliss juice. Others stood near Emelia, waving large fans to keep their employer cool in the intense heat beating down on the deck of the boat.

The servants were all dressed the same, the design of the outfits attesting to Emelia's indulgent and perverse tastes. It was clear the outfits were supposed to remind one of the stereotypical slutty French maid's uniform, but these were even sluttier and revealing. The top was a tight black leather corset that left the wearer's breasts exposed, and ALL of the servants on deck had breasts.

The bottom of the costume consisted of black high heels, dark stockings that ran thigh high and were attached to white garters that ran up and connected to the leather corset. Between the bottom of the corset and the top of the stockings they all wore nothing, leaving their asses and privates totally exposed.

The view of the servant's genitals this gave Kick Girl and Emma Taft left them wide eyed and surprised. "Ah," Emma said, "now I understand why her sexual tastes are described as being so specific."

All of the visible servants were very clearly women. They had womanly figures, most with large breasts. All of them had attractive faces with most looking traditionally famine, but a few leaned perilously close towards being androgynous in their prettiness. What made every single one of these "women" stand out was the fact they each had a well sized cock hanging between their legs.

One of them was standing next to Emelia, her hips thrust forward and her large cock standing erect. Emelia was sitting up slightly, cupping the woman's balls in one hand as she sucked her cock while she used her other hand to lazily play with her own pussy. As she sucked the woman's cock the servant held up a large glass of bliss juice and trickled it down onto her shaft, allowing Emelia to suck it off it. As she did this Emelia's body convulsed slightly, the drug forcing an orgasm from her body as she licked and sucked it up.

Emma seemed totally nonplussed by this, but Kick Girl seemed incredibly confused and disoriented. She leaned in close to Emma and whispered into her ear. "What is going on here? What are these people?"

"Transgendered women," Emma said, not bothering to keep her voice down. "Apparently our host is into women with dicks."

Emelia Mount took one final noisy slurp at the large drug covered cock in front of her face then turned to the newly arrived women. "I prefer women to men," she said, still playing with her pussy as the bliss juice she had just ingested continued to make her climax. She closed her eyes and moaned, then kept talking as if she weren't still in the middle of a drug induced orgasm. "They are just better in every way and I feel safer around them, but as much as I love women I've always had an even stronger love of cock. This way I have the best of both worlds."

She turned to the woman standing next to her, one of her hands still cupping her balls. "Thank you, love. That will be enough for now." She let go of her balls then patted her on the ass, dismissing her.

"And I'll admit, since I started taking the bliss juice my hunger for cock has only increased," she said as she started to get up. There was a large beach towel on the chair under her, but as she stood she showed no sign that she planned on using it to cover her naked body.

As if she wished to draw attention to this she raised her arms into the air and stretched, inhaling deeply as she did. "Breathe in the fresh, crisp air coming off the water here! So much more healthy than the air in the city. I love it out here. I can be who and what I want with no one to tell me otherwise. I don't even have to dress."

She looked at Kick Girl as she said this, smiling at the way her leather costume left her breasts hanging out. "It looks like Dr. Akitomi and I have similar tastes in the outfits we have our underlings wear. I assume this is one of the superheroines that went missing?"

"Yes," Emma said with a nod, "and now unquestionably loyal to the Doctor."

Emelia threw back her head and laughed. "There's a threat in that statement, although I suspect you won't admit so. But what is it? That the good Doctor is so powerful he can bend even a mighty superheroine to his will? Or is it more than that: that whatever he did to make her his slave could be done to me as well?"

Emma raised her hands and held them out before her, as if to say "take your pick." This only made Emelia laugh harder.

"Fair enough," she said. "You won't last long being as rich and powerful as I've become unless you can recognize when you're faced with someone even more powerful than you. And Dr. Akitomi is one such man and everything about this meeting says he wants me to understand that. Why else would he send his second in command to meet with me instead of coming himself? See, that says I'm not the top cat in Destiny City any more, it says I'm not even important enough to spend his own time on."

She had walked forward as she spoke until she was standing nearly nose to nose with Emma. The villainess stood her ground, refusing to back away from the crime lord even as she invaded her personal space. "Does that offend you?" Emma said coolly.

"Oh no," Emelia said, leaning in close to Emma's face then gently touching her cheek to the other woman's cheek. She whispered into her ear, "It intrigues me. Destiny City has, till Dr. Akitomi's appearance, been a rather boring place to live. It was so boring I hadn't even noticed how dull it really was. But now... now I can see that there are more interesting things in the world."

She started to snake her arms around Emma's wide waist, but that was too much for the villainess. She took a step back, an angry expression on her face. "You take too many liberties," she said curtly.

Kick Girl stepped forward, coming between them. She clenched her fists and flexed her arm muscles. The act wasn't an outright threat, but it was a reminder that Emma had come backed up by superpowered muscle.

The servants around responded as well. The trays and fans they held all crashed to the floor. Some raised their fists while others retrieved weapons hidden nearby: swords and nunchuks. They encircled Emma and Kick Girl, closing in around them with quick cat like grace.

Emelia Mount held a hand up. "Calm," she said. The guards backed off slightly, but kept their weapons drawn and ready. "There is no need for this. I am sorry," she said to Emma. "I'm very used to being able to have whatever and whoever I want, but it seems things are different with Dr. Akitomi and his servants. See: interesting. Let us put this disagreement behind us and get down to business."

Emma's expression was still slightly angry, but she nodded at the woman standing before her. "Yes, let us get down to business. Hopefully by the time we leave here all of the bliss juice we've produced over the last week will be yours and you will be the region's sole supplier of the drug."

"We needn't even discuss terms," Emelia said. "I agree to whatever the Doctor wants. He can set any price and I'll pay it, I can easily double it by selling the drug to my buyers." Emma looked slightly surprised by this. "I told you, Dr, Akitomi and the changes he's bringing to this city interest me. I want in, I want my operation to be part of YOUR operation." She bowed to Emma, her large breasts hanging below her as she did.

A moment later she straightened her back. "I never thought I'd say this to someone else, but it will be a pleasure to serve this man. Tell him I'm his to command."

* * *

Dr. Akitomi was pleased by the news Emma brought back from the drug deal. "Our organization just keeps growing even without trying to make it do so," he told her, amusement in his voice. "Did you know we've been contacted by a few superpowered criminals looking to join us as well?"

"No, I had no idea! I'm sure we could find a use for more supers..."

"Indeed we could. If the organization keeps growing we're going to need a name for it. It already feels like it's so much more than just my personal operation. It feels almost like we are creating something here that might one day be bigger than the two of us, something that could outlive us both."

"Is that what you want?" Emma asked.

The Doctor took a moment to think. "I don't know," he said slowly. "When I first came to Destiny City it was simply to indulge myself. To conduct my experiments and work on all the projects I was never able to work on when I worked for IntelliTek. The operations I started to make money, they were just ways to finance my personal projects. But now... now that I have more I want even more than that."

For a moment he wrung his hands together, his expression making it clear he was deep in thought. "Power, it seems, is quite intoxicating," he mumbled. Emma was uncertain if he had simply been saying it out loud or if he had been speaking to her. She decided not to respond to the comment, remaining silent and waiting.

After a stretch of silence he suddenly waved his hand through the air, as if dismissing the thoughts he had been having in his head or perhaps the entire conversation that had led to them.

"Tell Ms. Mount that I accept her offer, but we'll worry about the details of folding her operation into our own at some later time. Right now I want your thoughts on the project I set in motion while you were gone."

Emma lifted up her ever present tablet and looked at the display on it. "The creature is already being delivered to Destiny Children's base?"

"Yes," the Doctor said then scowled. "Destiny's Children," he said, putting venom in the name. "Bothersome heroines... the main reason I settled on setting up my operation in this city was that there wasn't a superhero team here. But it seems I was far too successful early on, that my capturing all those heroines was the catalyst for a team to form.

"If they should turn their attention towards us they could become a real problem. They will be bad for business. And if they locate this base they could force me to move again... that would interrupt all of our various experiments. We'd have to start so many projects over..."

"Then we'll have to deal with them before they become a real problem. That's why you sent the monster to their base, wasn't it?" Emma asked.

"Oh, there is the chance the monster will destroy them. But I don't think the chances are very good. I learned a lot from working on Mr. Rogers, but he was far from perfect. And even if he won it wouldn't really solve out problem. The city would just bring in more heroes, or worse: the Federal Super Suppression Force."

The two fell silent. The Federal Super Suppression Forces were only ever used as a last resort. They were a quasi military organization that was brought in to deal with something local supers couldn't handle on their own. They rarely saw action and had never failed to put an end to a threat.

"I don't think even I could stand up to the kind of force they would bring with them. No... if we are to remain active we will need to keep this new team of heroines busy and distracted, but not crushed outright."

There was a sudden twinkle in the Doctor's eyes. "That was why I programmed the creature to do more than just attack the heroine's base. In fact the attack isn't even his real mission, it serves only as a distraction. He will be delivered at their base with a special package that he will hide deep inside their base before he reveals himself to them, but they will think his sole reason for showing up was to attack them. They'll never even think to look for the time bomb that will be hidden within their own safe heaven."

"A bomb?" Emma said, surprised. "That doesn't really seem like your style. You're just going to blow them up?"

Dr. Akitomi laughed. "Oh goodness no, I was speaking figuratively. The package contains a surprise that could keep the team busy for some time."

"What's in it?" Emma asked, intrigued.

He smiled mischievously. "Let it be a surprise. When the creature was delivered at their base I had the men who took him there release a swarm of nanobots into the air. Soon they should have spread throughout the entire facility, and then from that point on we should have complete surveillance of everything that happens there..."

* * *

Southern Bell lay in Giantess' bed, cuddled up next to the larger woman. They were both dressed in their costumes, lounging peacefully together.

"What do you think about the new girl?" Giantess asked, staring up at the ceiling. As she spoke she ran the fingers of one hand through Southern Bell's thick, dark hair.

The other heroine took her time answering, playing with the edge of the bodysuit Giantess wore. She watched the unstable molecules it was made of grow as she pulled it away from her body then shrink back down to their original size when she let go. "I don't know..." she finally said. "She's kind of weird. I miss when it was just us and American Dream."

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Giantess said, wrapping her arm around Southern Bell and pulling her intimately closer. "About how things used to be, and about Indigo." She turned to face Southern Bell, her face suddenly serious. "You're talking about the weird way she acts kind of like she's two different people sharing one body? Like, she's one person when she's all small and nerdy and smart, but then she's totally different when she gets all big and strong and colorful?"