"Pay up big, too," Leather said. "We're eager to live the glamorous life, like you."

  The anger of being blackmailed helped save her mind and body. Anger burned away lust and desire. It calmed her raging libido. Though she hated being in their power, it was saving her to an extent.

  "And really, we have to thank you for your unselfish, eager public service," Tamika said. "You are an inspiration the way you just kept on giving and giving and giving head last night. God, I bet your jaw still aches from all those sexy, slurping BJs."

  Actually, her super heroine body recovered remarkable fast from all injuries. She felt fine. So good she had an almost overwhelming urge to kick all of their butts royally.

  "You're all disgusting," Barbara growled, baby blues flashing. "You'll get your money. Just go away and leave me alone."

  "No problemo, babycita," Angel said. "After you give us what we so richly deserve. Emphasis on rich."

  Barbara narrowed her eyes at them. Oh, she had every intention of giving them what they so richly deserved. Or rather, Ms Amazing would. But first, she had to ensure they didn't destroy her sterling reputation further. It was one thing to beg the public's forgiveness and earn their sympathy after explaining how she was waylaid, drugged, and publicly humiliated by thugs, wayward young women with no sense of decency. Oh, yeah, that would work. But if those tapes were released, she'd be on the internet porn sites doing far more than the public needed to know. That would utterly destroy her as a role model, social crusader, and business woman, since once they got posted on the internet her sex videos would be on there forever..

  "How much to buy back all of the video and to keep your mouths shut?" Barbara said.

  The five evil vixens all smiled wickedly, their eyes narrowing at Barbara.

  Ms Amazing glared at the Oooh La La Peepshow. It was a 24/7 sex business, so was up and running. It was just ten in the morning. Ms Amazing wanted to get an early start. Besides, she understood Angel was an early riser.

  She stood in the dark shadows of the alley, wearing her legendary costume. Her mask was red, as were her opera gloves and skimpy, high-cut short-shorts. Really, the shorts were cut so high they were practically thongs. Her strapless bustier was blue, with gold trim along the top seam. Blue thigh boots protected her legs, a red choker encircled her throat, and her golden power belt cinched her tiny waist.

  Angel Ramirez used a tiny portion of the money she extorted from Barbara Daul to buy her old place of employment. She'd gone from the exploited, to the exploiter. All thanks to Barbara's "miscalculation."

  "I'll make this all right," Ms Amazing said. "And exact my pound of flesh."

  She stood there a second, awash with humiliation. As Barbara, she'd paid each of the five women ten million dollars. At first she thought they'd ask for fifty thousand each, or maybe a hundred thousand. But ten million each had floored her. Even for her it wasn't easy scraping up fifty million in cash just like that.

  "The money is gone," she muttered. After she used her memory wiping drugs on the women they would forget they had it, but that meant they couldn't return it, either. "It's worth it to be rid of them."

  The Oooh La La Peepshow was in the heart of The Tenderloin. Above it was four floors of studio apartments, rented by the denizens of that district. More than half were rented by streetwalkers, who turned tricks in them as well. They were all independent hookers, so beneath super heroine notice. Ms Amazing and the other Synne City heroines were more concerned with vile pimps than the individual girls.

  Ms Amazing had known about the Oooh La La for years. It predated her arrival on the scene. But she'd never had cause to suspect it, or go inside. So she had no idea of its layout. There was an older man playing barker out front, luring men and some women inside to take a peek. He would also act as early warning if she showed up, so the sexy super heroine decided to take a look at the back.

  The super heroine slipped through the dark, dank back alleys of that dangerous red light district, moving swiftly and stealthily. If she wasn't so intent on getting her red gloved hands on Angel, she'd have paused to roust the five couples she passed fucking on the ground, all of which looked like crack whores on the job. She disrupted one drug buy just be running by. She grinned at that, enjoying how much she shook both parties up with that pass by.

  Coming up behind the Oooh La La, she saw a red Ferrari pull up and Angel Ramirez get out. The beautiful Latina was decked out in tight, sexy designer clothes and lots of expensive jewelry. She made J Lo look drab. Ms Amazing smiled as Angel unlocked the back door and entered.

  "Perfect. I love it when a plan comes together so effortlessly," Ms Amazing muttered, grinning.

  Ms Amazing quickly followed Angel through the door. She found herself in a long, dark corridor. Thumping music came from the other end of the hall. So she eased down, past several closed doors. The door at the end had a small window in it, so she looked through.

  "Oh. The peepshow," she said.

  There was a pretty blonde sprawled on a rotating round "stage." It was surrounded by little windows. Little curtains covered all of the windows, save the ones a customer had deposited the required amount to watch. She watched as some curtains opened, and some closed. The girl herself seemed to pay the windows little heed, though dollar bills kept sliding through "tip slots" all around her.

  The blonde looked all of twenty, wearing nothing but a pair of black pumps and makeup. Lots of makeup. She looked bored as she fingered her pussy and squeezed her perky young tits. Ms Amazing couldn't believe men would pay to watch that.

  "Men," she muttered, shaking her head woefully.

  Moving back down the hallway, she paused at the nearest door. She heard the voices of numerous women behind it, laughing and giggling. Dressing room then. She paused, glanced back at the end door. Make that Undressing room.

  The next door was quite, so she opened it and found an empty office. She went to the next door. Bathroom, complete with shower. She stepped inside and closed the door when she heard the dressing room door open.

  The curvaceous super heroine heard the distinct sound of stiletto heels heading her way. Then the door opened and the lights came on. Angel entered and closed the door, locked it. When she turned around Ms Amazing was standing there grinning.

  "Hello, Angel. Looking good in your new wardrobe," Ms Amazing said to the stunned beauty.

  "Ms Amazing? Oh, fuck me," Angel said, big brown eyes wide.

  "Thanks for the offer, babe, but I'm really not that kind of girl."

  "What do you want? You got nothing on me, Ms Amazing. I’m clean. Legit," Angel said. "I own this place. It's mine. So just go away."

  "How did you buy it? Where did you get the money, Angel?" Ms Amazing said, baby blues narrowing as she stepped up real close and personal. Their tits lightly brushed.

  "Barbara Daul loaned it to me," she said.

  "Really? That's not what I heard," Ms Amazing said. "I heard a sad tale of a good woman, trying to do a public service, only to be rewarded by five evil women drugging her, using her, and then parading her around on the mean streets of The Tenderloin, to be grievously mistreated, exploited, and debauched. And then they blackmailed her."

  "Wh-What? That's, uh, terrible," Angel said. "You should go and look for those people, but I have a legit business to run. So…"

  Angel turned to leave, but Ms Amazing grabbed her wrist. Angel twisted it out of her grip. When Ms Amazing reached for her again, she shoved the stunning super heroine back against the wall.

  "Hey. How come I can break free of you? What happened to your super powers?" Angel said.

  Ms Amazing's eyes widened. Her super strength came from her golden power belt, cinched around her waist and resting atop her well rounded hips. Unfortunately, to give her super strength, endurance, and other benefits, the belt required fuel. That fuel was pent up sexual frustrations. The five women had used up all of her sexual frustrations when then ensured Barbara was so thoroughly fucked. It took time to rebuild her sexual frustrations. Until then, she would be powerless, or really slowly building her power back up.

  "There's nothing wrong with me. I've just been taking it easy on you, Angel. I want your cooperation, not another knockdown, drag out fight like our last encounter," Ms Amazing said. Angel was an Amazon woman, so was stronger than she looked. She was also quite a scrapper. Even with her power belt Ms Amazing had her hands full last time due to the Latina's fine fighting skills. "Now, if you cooperate I think Barbara Daul will ask the judge to grant leniency. After just a few years in prison you would be out again."

  Angel looked her up and down, grinning. "Ha! You goodie-two-shoe super sluts are all alike. No real mercy, but you talk like receiving punishment is a good thing," Angel said. "You must be a masochist or something. Do you like getting spanked, Ms Amazing? Have you been a naughty, naughty girl?"

  Ms Amazing's jaw dropped. What brought that on? Why wasn't Angel worried? She'd always been scared of her before. Was it all of the money she now had, thanks to Barbara? Maybe she had a really good lawyer now.

  "Barbara is going to pay dearly for siccing you on me, bitch."

  That actually frightened Ms Amazing. Barbara was excruciatingly vulnerable to those vile women. She had to take them out one by one, very quietly, so that the others aren't alerted and spooked.

  "I'm telling the others," Angel said, pulling a rhinestone encrusted cell phone.

  "No!" Ms Amazing cried, lunging for the phone.

  "Ack!" Angel cried, and whacked Ms Amazing in the side of the head with the phone. The cell phone shattered, and Ms Amazing was staggered. "I hurt you! I really hurt you!"

  Ms Amazing growled, and punched the beautiful Latina in the face. Angel's feet came off the floor, and she slammed backwards into the door. The stunned beauty landed on her sweet round butt, staring up at the angry super heroine.

  "That should've knocked me out," Angel said, still a bit dizzy. "You have lost your super strength!"

  "What? No," Ms Amazing said, feeling the panic rising again. Then Angel drove a sharp stiletto into her ankle. "Aaiiiee. How dare you strike me."

  "I dare a lot, Ms Amazing," Angel growled, and drove an uppercut into the sexy super heroine's chin. Ms Amazing's arms flailed as she stumbled back against the wall. "My father was a golden glove champ, Ms A-hole. He taught me how to box, how to fight."

  "I'm less than impressed," Ms Amazing said, assuming a fighting stance. "You got a few lucky punches in, but I'm a super heroine. I'm bigger, stronger, and more experience fighting. You don't stand a chance against me, Angel. I suggest you surrender now and avoid all the pain I will inflict upon you."

  Angel moved in, and they exchanged a flurry of punches, blocks, and counterpunches. Neither one connected with any punches before Angel backed away. She smiled with wicked delight at Ms Amazing.

  "Oooh la la, baby. I was right. No super strength or speed. We have us an even playing field to see who really is the best, babycita," Angel said, brown eyes afire. "Oh and a big pssssttt on your super heroine crap. Everyone knows the heroines with super strength and powers are kittens when caught de-powered. You might be bigger and stronger, but you rely too much on your pretty belt to save the day. My superior fighting talent and skills will bring you low, Ms Amazing."

  "Really?" Ms Amazing said. She lunged, grabbed Angel's wrist and jerked her towards her. Then she kicked up and connected with the Latina's chin. "Take that."

  "Ugh," Angel grunted, then backhanded Ms Amazing.

  "Ugh," Ms Amazing said, falling back. Angel drove into her, pounding her fists into belly, tits, and face. She didn't relent until the sexy super vixen dropped to her knees, swooning. "Uuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhh."

  "Had enough, Ms Amazing?"

  "Yes," she said. "I've had enough…enough of you!"

  The Queen of Justice jumped to her feet, as she clasped her hands together into a big fist, and brought it up into Angel's chin. The blackmailing Latina's feet came off the floor and she landed on her back, moaning and groaning.

  "De-powered or not, you're no match for any super heroine, especially me," Ms Amazing said, grinning as she reached down to drag Angel to her feet. But Angel wasn't finished just yet. Her feet came up, caught the surprised super heroine just below her impressive tits and kicked her back against the wall. "Ugh!"

  Angel rushed to her feet, and pounded a vicious punch into Ms Amazing's beautiful masked face as she bounced off the wall. That time the sexy super heroine's booted feet came off the floor. When Ms Amazing tried to stand, Angel started hammering her with relentless punches, until the legendary crime fighter stopped struggling.

  "Wow! I defeated Ms Amazing in a fair fight! I'm the man. I mean, I'm the woman!" Angel cried, Ms Amazing sprawled unconscious at her feet. She gloated a moment, then opened the bathroom door. "Girls! Get down here! Now!"

  "Oh my God, it's Ms Amazing," Bambi Denton cried. The pretty brunette with the big green eyes and bangs looked horrified. But when she realized the super heroine was out cold, she grinned with wicked delight. Then she kicked her in the ribs. "Bitch."

  "You have history with her?" Angel said.

  "She beat up my brother last year, and then sent him to jail for two years," Bambi said. She kicked Ms Amazing in the ribs again. "Bitch."

  "Hey, stop that," Keisha said. The sexy African American bent over Ms Amazing. "You're waking her up. We got to get out of here before she wakes up, or she'll whip all our fat asses."

  "Hey now, careful who you accuse of having a fat ass," Sarah Silverberg said.

  "It's fine, Keisha. I just whipped her fat ass," Angel said. "I punched her lights out. She's been de-powered somehow. Her pretty little gold belt isn't doing anything for her."

  "Ouch. I bet that hurt for Miss High and Mighty," Sarah said, laughing. "She won't be able to get over that defeat for a while."

  "Or ever," Angel said. "I defeated her, so I claim her sweet ass as mine."

  "Oh," Bambi said. "Is she going to work here?"

  "No, put her to work hooking!" Keisha said, eyes bright. "It's happened before. I know Kid Rotten worked her last summer for two weeks."

  "Before she escaped," Angel said. "That’s the problem. She always goes off with some guy for sex, and doesn't come back. I'm not going to let her out of my sight. She's a peepshow girl now. My peepshow girl."

  "The men will flock here to see her," Sarah said.

  "That's fine and dandy, but you'll have to make sure she gets fucked a lot," Keisha said. "I heard her belt won't work if she's been climaxed. If you stop climaxing her, she will regain her power."

  "Oh, you mean someone has fucked Miss Holier-than-thou again?" Sarah said, and laughed. "I love it."

  "She's starting to wake up," Bambi said, sounding worried. She quickly kicked her in the ribs again. "Bitch."

  "Stop that," Angel snarled. "Keisha, quick, go fetch handcuffs and the vibrating dildo we use to warm girls up before a show."

  The African American barked a laugh and hurried out of the bathroom.

  "Just take the belt off," Sarah said. "That's faster and easier than vibrator fucking her."

  "Well, one, I want her in full costume for my customers," Angel said. Keisha returned with the cuffs and vibrator. "And two, it's not as much fun."

  Angel rolled Ms Amazing over onto her belly, pulled her hands back and handcuffed her wrists. Then the girls pulled her mile long legs wide, Angel pulled her red short-shorts aside, and thrust the vibrating dildo deep into Ms Amazing's sopping wet twat.

  "Huuuugggghhhh. Sweet Liberty, I've been defeated in battle!" Ms Amazing cried, baby blues flying wide. She felt that huge, phallic vibrator pushing deeper and deeper into her body, pushing her vagina wider. "Uuugghhhh, Goddess Preserve! I'm getting the punishment of a defeated super heroine!"

  "Yes you are, Amazing Whore," Angel said, grinning. "It gets better."

  With that, Angel turned on the vibrator.

  "Yyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooowwwwwwwww!" Ms Amazing cried. "Stop it! Stop it! I am vulnerable to vibrators! I cannot take this much longer!"

  Vibrators pushed her to the brink of climax, almost instantly. Hell, just hearing a vibrator turned her on so much it was painful. Angel was sending the most wonderful ripples through her body, driving her crazy and firing up her libido super fast.

  "Thanks for the tip, Ms A-hole," Sarah said.

  The vanquished vigilante didn't hear the peepshow girl. She had problems. Big Problems. An uber monstrous climax was building in record speed thanks to their vicious use of a vibrator. Ms Amazing had to use all of her considerable concentration and will power towards fending off that bitch tamer. She was already weak and vulnerable to sexual exploitation due to what the women did to her as Barbara.

  "Pull it out. Deal! Deal!" Ms Amazing cried. "I'll make a deal!"

  "Oh, we'll make a deal. You climax nice and pretty, and I'll let you work here," Angel said, working the sexy super heroine over good. She turned the vibrator up to high. A chill ripped down the vivacious super vixen's spine, her baby blues going even wider. "I know enough about super heroines to know that once I climax you, that you will do anything I ask. You will become a sex hungry nympho."

  "Sweet Liberty, I cannot….Aaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Ms Amazing screamed her climax. She bucked as her shapely body was ravaged with ecstasy. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh! Oh Goddess….Uuuuggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Forgive me! I am tamed!"

  "Bingo! We have ourselves a new peepshow girl," Angel said, and laughed. She pulled out the vibrator and pushed Ms Amazing face first into the floor. "Girls, take my newest employee out for her first show. Show her, and all the horny boys, a real good time."

  "Yes, ma'am!" they cried.

  Bambi and Keisha each grabbed an arm and hauled the wobbly, woozy super heroine to her blue thigh-booted feet. They took her straight to the stage door and entered.

  "New show, boys," Sarah called. "Oooh La La would like to present, the legendary, the high and mighty superest heroine her own sexy self — Ms Amazing!"