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Chapter 2 — Always Blackest Before the Dawn

The redhead would have looked spectacular even if she weren’t wearing red spandex but it was clear that the red spandex body suit did nothing to diminish what she already had.

On the face of it, the building was exactly what it appeared to be, a saloon where hard working men could come to get hard drinks but that was what was on the ground floor and if that had been all there was to the place, the redhead in the red spandex would have had little interest in the place but it was what went on on the second floor that had the attention of the redhead in the red spandex.

She entered the establishment and her presence immediately drew the attention of the bar’s patrons. “It’s Red Dawn,” the cry went out and as more of the patrons noticed her, the cry spread throughout the establishment. “It’s Red Dawn. It’s Red Dawn.”

A burly man approached the superhero and there was little doubt that this was the bar’s manager and owner. The superhero knew this man. He went by the name Maurice Chevallier, but in point of fact, his name was really Morris Bickman. “Your presence is not welcome here,” Maurice told the superhero. “You must leave, NOW!”

The superhero scoffed at the man’s insolence. Fool! Did he really think it would be that easy to make her go away? “I’m not here to let you simply run me out of the place with a few pathetic threats,” she said. “I’m here to shut you down.”

“We’re not doing anyone here any harm,” the man wheedled.

No, not a fool, Red Dawn corrected herself. He knew full well what he was doing. His initial act of bravado had been simply that, a first act, but now he was practically begging her to leave but Red Dawn was having none of that. “You take advantage of women here.”

“We don’t,” he pleaded.

“Oh but you do, but never fear, you won’t be doing it for all that much longer.”

“No, please!”

“Gentlemen,” the superhero said with a raised voice and it was clear from the way she was saying it that she was using the term very loosely, “gentlemen, you have precisely one minute to vacate the premises before all hell breaks loose.”

For a moment, no one seemed to move but then suddenly, everyone started to move all at once. Men pushed themselves away from tables and from the bar and they ran out into the street. From the upper levels of the establishment, doors were opened and men and women in various states of undress came flying out of those doors.

“Thirty seconds,” Red Dawn as she continued to look at the man who’d tried to stop her.

The man held his ground.

“Fifteen seconds,” the superhero said. “I will do it even if you’re still here.”

Still, the man held his ground for a few seconds longer.

“Ten seconds.”

The man shifted nervously for a few seconds more and then like all the others, he was fleeing for the door.

As the final seconds ticked away, Red Dawn held her hands nearly together. If anyone had been there to see it, they would have seen something beginning to glow brightly between her hands.

Her hands seemed to pulse almost as if they were struggling to contain the energy between her palms but contain it they did, but the more the energy was held in check, the stronger it grew.

Her hands drew apart and it was clear that there was something there although if anyone had been there to look, no one would have been able to say just exactly what that something was.

Suddenly, energy arched from between her hands and whatever the energy touched suddenly burst into flame. It didn’t matter if what the energy touched was flammable or not because whatever the energy touched started to burn.

The whole building was ablaze and bottles of alcohol were popping off as they exploded in the heat.

Everything on both floors was on fire. Window panes blew out and flames and smoke poured out of the shattered windows. In a matter of minutes, the whole building had become fully engulfed.

But it was only the building and nothing else. The roof caved in and stars were now visible outside but the fire remained contained only within the one structure.

Light fixtures fell from the ceiling and it was clear that the upper story was just as fully engulfed as the first story and in the middle of it stood the woman, almost seemingly oblivious to the mayhem that was happening around her.

The building was doomed. Even the most casual of observers could tell that. Much of the building was already gone and those parts that hadn’t been wiped clean by the fire were rapidly becoming a thing of the past.

And now as quickly as the fire had begun, it was quickly coming to an end.

The building was gone. All that was left of it was some smoking embers but none of the buildings around it had been touched. There weren’t even scorch marks or smoke. In fact, if it weren’t for the few last remnants of the building that had been there before, a passerby might have assumed that there had never ever been anything there but an empty lot.

* * *

“It was her,” the man said.

“Her?” Carlos Connors asked as he looked at the man standing in front of him.

“Yeah. You know. It was that Red Dawn bitch.”

“That burned down your business,” Carlos said. “Yes, I know, but I fail to see how any of that is my concern.”

“My business—”

“Is gone. Yes, I know, but you still owe me the money you promised me. Just because you’ve had a set-back does not relieve you of your obligation to pay for your insurance. I offered you protection from the police and from others who might want to move in on your territory and you agreed to my terms. I delivered what I said I would and now, you must pay.”

“Protection?” the brothel owner asked. “My bar is gone. How is that protection?”

There was a momentary shift of both Carlos and the only other man in the room. Perhaps it was just a little greater attentiveness to what was being said. Perhaps, it was something else but whatever it was, the brothel owner could sense the change in the climate and the Carlos Connors leaned forward. “I’d advise you to pick your next words very carefully. Are you saying I haven’t delivered what I said I was going to deliver?”

“I, uh, I didn’t say that exactly,” the brothel owner said.

“Then what did you say?”

The man looked about nervously. “I, um, I was just trying to make a point.”

“And what point is that?”

“I, um, I don’t have the money.”

“Now that is unfortunate, Maurice. I expect you to pay. Now, I will tell you what I will do for you. I will give you a week to get the required funds together but at the end of that week, I expect you to have those funds and Maurice?”

“Yes?”

“I’d advise you not to make light of my generosity. You will get the money and I expect that you will not try and leave town. If you do try to leave, the consequences will be ... dire.”

“The man gulped. “I, um, I understand.”

“Good. Then get out of here, and remember, Maurice, don’t be late.”

“I won’t,” and with that, the man left.

Carlos Connors waited until the door had closed behind the man and then he turned to his second in command. “They say this Red Dawn person can burn a place to the ground.”

“Yes, sir.”

“And she only goes after whore houses.”

“Right again, sir. Maurice is the third one this month.”

“The third one?”

“Yes, sir. There was Fat Jack and Madam Sylvia.”

“She hit Sylvia. I didn’t know about that one.”

“She’s trying to keep it quiet. She’s trying to say it was faulty wiring or something like that. She says she’s going to rebuild.”

“Good for her. I like Sylvia. She might be a freelancer but still, send her my condolences and offer my help.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Something’s got to be done about this.”

“Yes, sir.”

“And I think I know exactly what needs to be done.”

“Sir?”

“Leave it to me. I think I got this covered.”

“Yes, sir.”

* * *

“I want you to kill her.”

These were hardly the words that Black Mist had been expecting to hear when she made her way to Carlos Connors’s penthouse offices. “I want to fuck you,” sure. Maybe even, “Suck my cock, Bitch,” or maybe even, “Get down on your hands and knees so I can fuck you in your ass.” Any of those would have been more expected than the words that Carlos Connors had actually said. “Kill her?” Black Mist asked. “Kill who?”

“Red Dawn.”

Black Mist couldn’t help but groan to herself. He wanted her to kill another superhero? This just got worse and worse and yet ... she could feel it, he was her master and the compulsion to obey her master in all things was just too much. She had to do what he said.

But kill another superhero?!

“Do you have a problem with that?” Carlos asked.

Killing another superhero. That was wrong. That was so wrong and yet there was her oath. He was her master. She knew that. He was her master.

“Well?” Carlos asked.

“No,” Black Mist said as her priorities finally fell into place. “No, I don’t have a problem with that. Well, actually, I do.”

“Yeah? What’s your problem?”

“I don’t know who she is.”

“What?”

“I don’t know who she is.”

“How can you not know who she is?”

Black Mist just shrugged. “I just don’t. She’s new on the scene.”

“Can you find her?”

“I suppose but it’ll take some time.”

“Well shit. I hadn’t thought about that.”

“Sorry.”

“No need to be sorry. If you don’t know, you don’t know.”

Black Mist said nothing.

“Well, I suppose there is something you can help me out with.”

“Yeah?”

Carlos pushed his pants down. “I think you can start out by sucking on this,” he said.

“Mmm yeah,” Black Mist moaned.

It was some time later when Black Mist left the crime boss’s offices. She went out on a ledge and she launched herself into the sky.

Her pussy was full of cum but then it seemed as if her pussy was almost always full of cum whenever she went to see her Master but then that was to be expected. Her master was after all, her master, and whatever her master wanted was what she wanted as well.

* * *

There was one thing she could never get over and that was the smell of smoke in her clothes.

Dani Devereaux removed her spandex costume and she dropped it in the washing machine before adding some soap and turning the machine on. The water bills were going to kill her, she thought not for the first time.

The nineteen-year-old brunette groaned as she made her way through her apartment to her bedroom and then on to the shower. She’d never been able to figure that out. She used her mind to start the fires so why was it that when it was all said and done, it was her body that felt like crap.

Part of it she supposed was the way the fires started. While it was true that the fires started in her mind, the flames were nurtured in her body. It was almost like the flames were a baby, her baby, that she was growing inside her which she would set free when the time was right.

Of course that wasn’t exactly right either because the flames didn’t exactly shoot from her body. It just felt like they did.

Dani went and stood under the water in the shower and she groaned as the water poured over her. Oh yeah, that felt good.

Not as good, of course, of shutting down those fucking whore houses.

It was all because of her sister that was why she did what she did.

The brown-haired girl could finally feel her muscles start to relax.

Jenna Devereaux had been three years older than her sister and as far as anyone in her family knew, she was going to school. It was why she had such odd hours, she told everyone. It was why she was sometimes available during the day and if she was too busy studying for her classes, it was why she sometimes didn’t answer her phone at night.

Maybe they’d just been too gullible but all that had ended when the police came around.

Jenna was dead, killed by one of her clients.

Dani had raged over that. How could that be? How could Jenna have let that happen. How? How? How?

There weren’t any answers of course but as time wore on and as Dani came to accept it, there was something else. There was a wondering. What was it like? What had it been like for Jenna to do what she did? What was it like to have a guy tell you what to do and then you did it because you had to. What was it like?

Whatever it had been like, it made the girl’s pussy wet. She was ashamed of it but there was no getting around it because there it was. She’d never be like her sister but still, she couldn’t help but wonder.

Still, that’s all it was. Just the idle musings of a teenager who missed her sister ... or at least that’s what Dani had thought.

Then came the first episode.

She’d been in the park and she was surreptitiously watching a guy and a girl. It was obvious that the guy wanted more than the girl wanted to give or at least that’s the way it seemed at first until Dani realized that the girl was leading him on. She’d give a little and then pull back, then give a little more and pull back again, the dirty, little whore. Dani couldn’t help but watch. Just do it, she wanted to tell the girl. Give him what he wants. No one’s watching. Well no one but me. Just do it.

But the girl wasn’t giving in so easily and Dani could feel herself getting hotter and hotter.

And then suddenly, a trash can had burst into flames.

The guy and the girl had been understandably startled as had Dani but the more she watched the trash can burn, the more sure she was that somehow she could control the flames.

A fire crew arrived and the fire was quickly doused the flames and the crowd that had gathered soon dispersed but Dani couldn’t help but feel that she’d somehow caused it.

She went back to the park and she tried again to create the fire but this time, she had no luck.

Silly of her, she decided. Silly of her to think that she could have caused a trash can to suddenly and spontaneously burst into flames.

But then she was at a concert with some friends and she’d seen a guy and a girl necking. It had been hot and it made her hot and suddenly ...

Blam! A car in the parking lot had gone up in flames.

“It was odd,” the fire chief would say later. “With all those other cars parked around it and only the one car was affected.”

It wasn’t odd, Dani wanted to say. It was her.

She soon found that sex was the catalyst. Sex set whatever it was off and with practice, she’d learned to control the flames but she’d also learned other things as well. She was and always would be Red Dawn and from that day forth, she decided she would be the one who avenged her sister’s murder.

* * *

“Master?”

“Yes?”

“I was wondering if I really had to kill the girl.”

“Are you going against me, Slave,” the crime boss raged, “’cause you better not be going against me. You better not be.”

Black Mist couldn’t help but cringe at the rebuke. It felt so good to please her master but as good as it felt, it felt terrifying when she thought she was falling short of the mark. “No, Master,” she said quickly. “I’m not going against you.”

“It sure sounds like you’re going against me because last thing I recall telling you, I think I was telling you that I wanted that bitch dead.”

“Yes, Master.”

“And as far as I can tell, she’s still out there wreaking havoc wherever she goes.”

“Yes, Master. She’s been very hard to find.”

“And now you’re telling me you want me to tell you to let her go?”

“No, Master. It’s not like that at all.”

“What is it like then?”

“I was just thinking that maybe she could be more valuable to you alive.”

That made the crime boss stop and think. “How so?” he asked.

“She can start fires, Master. It seems as if she can do it just with the use of her mind.”

“Yeah, so?”

“So I was thinking, an important man like you, Master, there must be times when it would be to your advantage if you could make a fire just sort of spontaneously start.”

Carlos Connors stroked his chin as he considered the implications of what his slave was telling him. “Hmm,” he said finally. “I hadn’t considered that.”

It pained the one-time superhero to even suggest this but compared to the alternative of her having to actually kill someone else, to her mind, she really had no choice. “Suppose you wanted to commit arson, imagine what someone with her powers could do for you.”

“Yes, I see.”

“So if we could somehow capture her and bring her under your control just as you’ve done to me, wouldn’t that be better than just killing her outright?”

“That’s an interesting theory but you told me you don’t know who she is.”

“I don’t,” Black Mist admitted.

“Well if you don’t know who she is, how do you think you can turn her over to my side?”

Black Mist shook her head. “I don’t know,” she told the crime boss. “I only wanted permission to try.”

“Fine,” Carlos said. “You can try but understand this. One way or the other, I want that bitch out of my hair. Do you understand that?”

Black Mist nodded.

“All right then. As long as you’re here though, you might as well make yourself useful. Take off your costume.”

“Thank you, Master.”

“Don’t thank me,” Carlos said. “I’m going to fuck you up good tonight.”

“Yes, Master, I know and I want you to use me. I always want to be of service to you, Master.”

“Yeah well, get down on your hands and knees, Bitch.”

* * *

Finding another superhero isn’t as easy as it might sound. A secret identity isn’t a secret if you don’t keep it a secret and some superheroes took that to an absolute extreme and it seemed as if Red Dawn was one of those. No one, it seemed, knew where she was.

That wasn’t the same as saying that no one didn’t know anything about her but what they knew was sometimes hearsay and sometimes worse and the trick was separating the fact from the fiction.

But then there was Genevieve Goudet.

Genevieve wasn’t a superhero. Heck, she wasn’t much of anything at all but what she was was something of a superhero groupie. If you were a superhero and if you hung around long enough at the scene of attack, you’d see her show up from time to time. She said she was writing a book but Black Mist wasn’t sure about that. All she knew was that the mousy looking ponytailed brunette sometimes knew things about superheroes that other people didn’t.

Still, it surprised her when one day Genevieve came up to her. “I hear you’re looking for Red Dawn,” the girl said.

Black Mist was at once wary. “I am,” she said.

“I was wondering why.”

“I need to talk to her.”

“What about?”

“That’s none of your business.”

The brunette seemed to think that over. “I suppose that’s fair enough,” she said.

“Do you know where I can find her?”

“Sure. Just look for a fire.”

It almost seemed too simplistic, Black Mist thought. In fact, she wondered why she hadn’t thought of it herself.

“You know why she does it, don’t you?”

“Why she does what?”

“You know why she starts the fires, right?”

“I’d heard something,” Black Mist said evasively. “Why don’t you tell me what you know?”

“It’s because she’s hot.”

“What?”

“She’s hot. Sexually, that is. She’s hot. If you ask me, I think she’s repressed.”

“Repressed?”

“Yeah repressed. I think she gets off on it. I think she gets off on starting the fires.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

“No, it’s true. She needs it. She needs the release.”

“Uh huh.”

“No, it’s true. You can ask her yourself the next time you talk to her.”

“Maybe I will,” Black Mist said. “Maybe I will.”

But the more Black Mist looked around, the more she thought that Genevieve Goudet might be on to something and the more she thought that, the more it led her to a new course of action.

* * *

Dani Devereaux let herself into her apartment. It had been another exhausting night but it had been satisfying as well.

“Did you have fun?”

Dani whirled at the sound of the other woman’s voice and then she saw her and she recognized her immediately. Black Mist. But ... but how?

“I asked you if you had fun tonight.”

“F-fun?”

“Yeah fun. You know. Burning down that whore house. Did you have fun?”

“I um, I do what I have to.”

“Yes, I know, but did you have fun? Did you get off on it?”

“I ... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh I think you do. I think you know exactly what I’m talking about. I think you get hot thinking about what all those people are doing. I think it makes you hot thinking about all that fucking going on.”

“I ... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you do. All those big, hard dicks fucking those tight, little holes. In and out and in and out. It’s got to make you hot. I know it would make me hot.”

“Um, you really shouldn’t be doing this,” Dani said nervously.

“Why? Is it because you’re worried about what might happen?”

“Y-yes.”

“But still, it’s got to make you hot thinking about all those dicks.”

Dani said nothing but she could feel the fire inside her but she knew she could control it.

“But perhaps you need a little something more to really make you hot.”

“What? No. What are you doing to me?”

But that was hardly the question that needed to be asked because at that very moment, it was very clear what the other superhero was doing to her. She was very quickly and effectively stripping Dani of her costume. “Tell me. Have you ever been with a woman before?”

Dani shook her head. “No. Never. I wouldn’t do that.”

“No? That’s a pity. You have such a beautiful body but then maybe you just haven’t done it because you don’t know what it’s like.”

“You ... you stay away from me.”

“Oh I think we both know that’s not going to happen.”

“I’ll ... I’ll scream.”

“Well if you think you must then feel free and go ahead but then you’re going to have to explain how you are Red Dawn.”

Dani thought about that.

“And besides, you might even like it. In fact, I’m kind of sure you will.”

Dani hesitated and that was all it took because in the next moment, she found herself being thrown down on her own couch in her own living room and then Black Mist was moving in and she was sliding in between her own legs and ...

“Oh my God,” Dani moaned.

“I told you you were going to like it.”

She couldn’t be liking it, Dani told herself. She couldn’t be liking it and yet what that tongue was doing to her pussy ...

Oh my God.

Even without meaning to, Dani let her hands caress her breasts. Oh my God. She shouldn’t be liking this, she told herself and yet she knew she did.

Oh my God.

She could feel the heat building up inside her.

Oh my God.

She should stop this before things got out of hand but oh my God, she didn’t want to stop it.

“Hey.” The other woman was shaking Dani’s thighs. “Hey,” she said again. “I need you to focus.”

“Wh-what?”

“I need you to focus. I need you to focus on this,” and with that, the other woman’s tongue once more disappeared between Dani’s thighs.

Oh my God. Oh my God. She couldn’t stop herself. Oh my God.

“Hey. Focus. No starting fires around here.”

That was easy for her to say.

“The only thing around here that’s going to get burned tonight is you.”

What?!

But already Black Mist was off her knees and then she was holding the other woman. “Come on. Let’s feel it. You know you want to do it. Let’s feel that fire.”

Oh yeah. It was going to happen but suddenly, Dani realized that with her arms pinned up against her body, there was no way to radiate the fire away from her body.

“Come on. We both know you want to do it. Just think about my tongue on your pussy.”

No!

“Just think about my tongue on her clit. I’ll bet that makes you hot, doesn’t it?”

No!

“Oh yeah. So hot. I can tell. You’re quivering with anticipation. You can’t wait until you let it all go.”

No! She couldn’t.

“It’s okay. You can do it. You want to do it. Just think about my tongue in your pussy and let it all go.”

She couldn’t, Dani told herself. She couldn’t and yet ...

And yet she was. She was burning herself and she didn’t care. She was being consumed in her own flames and somehow, that just seemed so right.

As Dani’s trembling finally came to an end, Black Mist finally shoved the broken girl down onto her couch and then she was settling once more between the girl’s legs. “Let me tell you what’s going to happen to you,” she said and then her tongue took a swipe at the girl’s unprotected pussy.

Dani moaned at that.

“Yeah that’s right. You liked that, didn’t you. You burned yourself out on my tongue in your pussy. I’ll bet that’s the best tongue you ever had down there, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” the girl moaned.

“Yeah, I knew that, but in just a little bit, you’re going to have a cock between your legs and as good as my tongue is, that cock’s going to be a hundred times better.”

“Yeah,” the girl moaned again seemingly oblivious to what it was she was agreeing to.

“You’re going to be fucked by a criminal cock. Criminal cock is the best cock.”

“What?”

“You heard me. In just a bit, you’re going to be getting a criminal cock inside that cute, little pussy of yours and when you do, you’re going to give yourself to that cock just the same way as you gave yourself to my tongue.”

Dani shook her head. “No, no. Why are you doing this to me? We’re on the same side.”

“Maybe I switched sides.”

“What?”

“I told you. Maybe I switched sides.”

“You can’t do that.”

“I can’t do what?”

“You’re one of the good guys. You can’t switch sides.”

For a moment, the girl’s argument seemed to break past Black Mist’s defenses but almost as quickly as her defenses were broken down, they reasserted themselves. She belonged to her master. The most important thing in her life was serving her master and really, nothing else mattered. “I can do what I want.”

“You can’t,” Dani said again.

“Who says? I can switch sides, and you know what?”

“What?”

“You’re going to switch sides, too.”

Dani snorted at that. “Yeah right. That’s not going to happen.”

“We’ll see about that and before Dani knew what was happening, the other superhero swooped her up and then she’d launched herself into the air.

* * *

“This is her?” Carlos asked.

Black Mist nodded. “This is her.”

“She doesn’t look like much now,” he said looking at the crumpled mass on the floor of his office.

Black Mist chuckled. “Flying with a superhero for the first time sometimes does that to people or at least that’s what they tell me. I don’t know why. I wouldn’t drop anyone.”

“No?”

Black Mist shook her head.

“Not even if I asked you.”

Black Mist was suddenly silent. He was, after all, her master.

The man laughed at her. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to ask you to do that,” but Black Mist wasn’t sure if he meant now or if he meant ever. “So how do you turn her on?” Carlos asked.

Black Mist went to the girl still crumpled in the corner and she knelt beside her. “Hey,” she said as she stroked the girl’s hair. “Hey, Dani.”

The girl finally looked up.

“Hey, Dani,” Black Mist cooed again. “I want you to feel your fire. You know, the one burning inside you. Can you feel it?”

“Yes.”

“You need to feed the fire, Dani. You need to feed the fire.”

“Yes.

“Feeding the fire makes you hotter, Dani. Can you feel yourself getting hotter?”

“The more you feed the fire, the hotter you get. The hotter you get, the greater your sexual heat. The hotter you get, the greater your need to release the sexual heat. You can feel that, can’t you?”

“Yes, I need to release the heat.”

“There’s a man here you need to fuck.”

“I need to fuck,” Dani said.

“Yes, that’s right. Holding the heat in isn’t good for you. You need to release the heat.

“I need to fuck,” Dani said.

Black Mist looked up at her master. “She’s ready now,” she said.

“What’s her name?”

Black Mist felt a momentary twinge of guilt at revealing the secret identity of a fellow superhero but this was her master who was asking. There was no way she could tell him no. “It’s Dani,” she said. “Dani Devereaux.”

Carlos looked at the girl. “Dani?”

“Yes.”

“I understand you have a need.”

“I need to fuck.”

“Well, I think maybe I can help you with that.”

“You can?”

“Yes, of course, but first, I need you to crawl over here.”

“Okay,” and with that, Dani crawled across the floor.

“Do you know what’s in here?” the man asked.

“Your cock?”

“That’s right. My cock and I think you know what you need to do with my cock.”

“I think so, too,” Dani said and then without waiting for the crime boss to say anything more, she unzipped his pants and she pulled his pants down and she wrapped her fingers around his cock. “The first thing I need to do is this.”

“Oh yeah,” the man said as her fingers jacked his cock. “Oh yeah. That’s good.”

“It gets better,” Dani said.

“Fuck,” Carlos groaned as the superhero’s mouth slid down around his cock.

“I told you this was better,” Black Mist said.

“Fuck yeah,” the man groaned. “You sure did.”

“Maybe you’d like to see the rest of her body.”

“Yeah,” the man groaned.

“Dani?”

The girl didn’t look up choosing instead to keep sucking the crime boss’s dick.

“Dani, don’t ignore me. I know you can hear me.”

Reluctantly, Dani’s mouth pulled away from the cock she was sucking. “What?” she asked sullenly.

“Carlos needs to see your body.”

The girl looked at the crime boss. “You want to see my body?” she asked.

The man stroked his cock as he looked at the teen. “I sure do,” he said.

“Okay,” she said and with that, she pulled the zipper down her front and moments later, she was pulling the spandex bodysuit from her body. “Is this what you wanted?” she asked.

“I think he’s going to want to see something more,” Black Mist said.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Now that he’s seen your body, I think he’s going to want to see what your body looks like with his cock in your pussy.”

Dani looked at Carlos. “Is that what you want? Do you want to see what it looks like with your cock in my pussy?”

“Yeah.”

“Then that’s what I want, too,” the girl said as she climbed up onto the man’s lap and then her hand took hold of his cock and he was leading her to her pussy.

“Fuck,” the man groaned. He was losing control of the situation and Carlos wasn’t all that used to not being in control but the redhead was certainly hot and her pussy was certainly tight and wet as she slid it down around his cock.

“Is that what you want?” the girl asked.

“Fuck yeah.”

“Good, ‘cause it’s what I want, too.”

Carlos couldn’t help but moan. Damn, the girl was good. Damn, she was really good.

“He makes you hot, doesn’t he?” Black Mist said.

“Yes.”

“It’s hot to ride his cock, isn’t it?”

Dani nodded.

“You can feel the fire burning you up inside, can’t you?”

Again, Dani nodded.

“You need his cock.”

Dani nodded yet again.

“You need him to cum inside you.”

“All you have to do is to give yourself over to the fire.”

All she had to do was give herself over to the fire, Dani told herself.

She could feel the other superhero’s hands as they held her head. “This is where the fire needs to be. It needs to be between my hands.”

Just that thought was enough to make it true. Dani could feel the fire growing between the other woman’s hands. She could feel the fire growing inside her head. The fire consumed whatever it burned and right now it was consuming her mind.

“You need to feed the fire.”

Mmm yeah, Dani thought. She needed to feed the fire.

“When he cums inside you, he’s going to own you, just like he owns me. You know you want this. You know you want to feed the fire.”

She knew she wanted it. She knew she wanted to feed the fire.

“Fuck,” the man groaned.

“She wants it,” Black Mist said. “She wants your cum.”

“If that’s what she wants,” the man said.

He didn’t have to say anything more because in the next instant, his cock was unloading itself in Dani’s pussy.

“You feel that, don’t you,” Black Mist said and Dani nodded.

“You feel how good it feels to burn.”

Again, Dani nodded.

“You need to feel it again, don’t you?”

Dani nodded.

“She’s yours now,” Black Mist said. “She belongs to you.”

* * *

The place was called Centerfolds. On the surface, it was a strip club but that wasn’t all it was. The customers, of course, could watch the dancers on the stage but that wasn’t the only way they could see the girls. There were rooms in the back, rooms where for an additional amount of cash, the customers could get a much more up-close and personal show and where the only limit to how up-close the show would be was only dependent on how much money a customer wanted to spend.

This would be easy, Red Dawn told herself as she looked at the club from the outside. She’d just go in and she’d burn the place down just like she’d done before. Easy.

A man tried to stop her at the door but she pushed him out of the way and then she was inside. She could feel the music pounding against her. She could see the dancers up on stage. She could see the men with their money out. Pathetic, she thought to herself. They deserved to be closed down.

A man was coming up to her. You would have thought they would have learned by now. They couldn’t bargain with her. When she appeared on the scene, it was game over, but it seemed as if the proprietors of these houses of ill repute still didn’t get it but fine, she’d talk with the man.

The man stuck his hand out. “Red Dawn,” he said. “May I tell you what a pleasure it is to have you here with us tonight.”

“W-what?”

“I certainly hope you’ll find our club to your liking.”

What the hell was this man talking about?

“Is there anything I can get for you before you get started?”

“What? No.”

“I understand. You want to get started. I’ll bet you can’t wait to show these men your pussy.”

What, no, only ... only yeah, that was ... that was what she wanted.

No wait. That was wrong.

Only ...

“The DJ’s name is Clyde,” the man said. “Why don’t you go tell him what you want to dance to and we can get you started.”

What she wanted to dance to, the superhero thought. What the hell was he talking about and yet even as she thought it, she found herself moving towards the DJ’s booth. “Hi,” she said. “I’m Red Dawn.”

The man was looking her up and down. “I can see that,” he said.

“The man there, he said you could help me pick out some music.”

“Sure, I can do that.”

He seemed to be waiting for something as he looked at the superhero. “Can I ask you something?” he asked finally.

“Sure.”

“Don’t get me wrong, but why are you here?”

Why was she here, she wondered.

“It doesn’t matter,” the DJ said. “It really doesn’t. I’ll put you on stage like the boss wants me to. I was just wondering.”

“I guess I’m here to fan the flames.”

Why did that suddenly make the guy nervous, Red Dawn wondered.

“Are you ready?”

Red Dawn nodded.

“All right then. Here we go.” The DJ keyed the mike. “Gentlemen, here at Centerfolds, we have a special treat for you. You all know the superhero, Red Dawn. Well she’s here tonight but not to worry lads. She only has one thing she wants to do. She wants to show you just how hot her body can be.”

Clyde released the mike. “You’re on,” he told her.

It made her so hot to stride out there on stage. It made her so hot to show off her body for these men.

No, she tried to tell herself. No. This was so wrong.

No, what was wrong was being as hot as she was and not doing anything about it. That was what was wrong.

She could feel the thump of the music as it pounded against her body and she could see the men. They all had their money out. They all wanted to see her body.

Well, they were certainly going to get what they wanted she told herself as she eased the zipper down. God, look at them, she thought. They wanted her so bad and that want fanned her flames.

She let the jumpsuit slide off of her shoulders. Not too fast now, she told herself. Tease them a bit. Make them want her more. Oh yeah, they wanted her and she could feel herself getting even hotter.

She was almost ready, almost ready to show them her breasts. Just a moment longer and then one moment more and finally, she was sliding her jumpsuit down past her firm, young breasts.

Oh yeah, they liked that. She could literally feel the heat.

She was holding her jumpsuit up around her waist as she paraded around on the stage. She wanted to make sure every man had a nice, long look at her.

It was time. She pushed her jumpsuit lower still. For a moment, it hung there around her waist and then her hands caressed her ass as she pushed the spandex jumpsuit past her hips and then it landed in a puddle at her feet.

She stepped out of the jumpsuit and once more she strode around the stage. One of her hands fondled her tits even as the other one stroked herself between her legs and then she leaned back against a pole and she let her body slide down to the stage even as she continued to finger her pussy.

Oh yeah, she could see them offering up their dollars to her. They really liked that. They really liked watching her play with her pussy.

Regrettably though, the song was coming to an end now and Dani found herself wishing that would just keep going on and on.

“And now, Gentlemen, Red Dawn is so horny that she’d like to take each of you in the back so if you’ve got what it takes, maybe you can set up a show with her.”

She couldn’t wait, the superhero thought as she picked up her costume. She couldn’t wait and there were so many guys but she’d do what she could to take care of as many of them as she could but right now, there was this one guy. As eager as everyone else might have been, he was even more so. “Do you want to take me in the back?” she asked.

“Hell yeah,” the man said.

“I’ll be right back then. You just hang tight, okay?”

“Okay.”

It wasn’t long before Dani was back again and tapping the man on the shoulder. “Hey,” she said.

“Hey,” the man said.

“What’s your name?”

“It’s Rod.”

“Well, Rod, you want to go in the back?”

“Sure.”

For a moment, there was a twinge of something, as if Dani knew what she was doing was wrong but that thought lasted only for a moment and then she lasted only for a moment and then she was leading the man into a room. “I’m glad you like me, Rod,” she said as she pushed the man down onto a couch.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, we’re going to have so much fun.”

“Yeah?” the man said again.

“Yeah. Take your cock out, Rod.”

“You mean like this?”

“Mmm yeah, I mean like that, Rod, but you have to push your pants all the way down.”

The man did exactly what she wanted him to do.

“Mmm yeah,” Dani purred as she rolled her spandex jumpsuit down over her body. “You make me so hot, Rod.”

The man wasn’t sure he believed that as the superhero moved in but then she was straddling his legs and her arms were behind his neck. “Do you like my tits?” she breathed heavily.

“Yeah.”

“I’m glad, Rod. Do you know what, Rod?”

“What?”

“I want you to grab my ass.”

“What?”

“I want you to grab my ass.”

“Okay.”

“Doesn’t it feel hot when you do that?” Dani purred even as her hand reached down to take hold of the man’s cock.

“Yeah,” he groaned.

“I know it does. It makes me so hot, too, and you know what?”

“What?”

“It makes me so hot, too, and you know what that means?”

“What?”

“It means I want to do this.”

The man groaned as Dani let her pussy slide down over his waiting cock. Fuck that was good, he told himself. That was so fucking good.

* * *

The next morning, Dani Devereaux woke up feeling tired. She wasn’t sure just why exactly but she was tired.

No, that wasn’t right. She’d gone out. She was sure of that. After all, a superhero’s job was never done and there were so many places out there that could use her “special” touch.

The only thing was she couldn’t remember burning anything down but she did remember making lots of money.

She went to her purse and she looked inside. No, it wasn’t full of cash like she’d thought it would be but then she remembered something else. She remembered giving it to someone else, to a man named Carlos. Why had she given her money away?

The man she’d given it to had seemed most appreciative. She remembered him saying something about her being welcome back at any time whatever the heck that meant.

It didn’t matter, Dani told herself. There was such a need for what she had to offer so like it or not, she’d be going out again real soon.