Bovine Justice vs Pussy Whip

bovine justice vs pussy whip

Megatropolis City was in the middle of a crime wave. It seemed all of the city’s supervillains and criminal organizations had decided to go wild all at the same time. The superheroines that protect the city doubted the spike in crime was actually organized in any meaningful manner, but that didn’t make dealing with so much crime any easier.

The Megatropolis Amazons, the city’s official super team, were worked to near exhaustion. When the mighty Amazons began to fail it was up to the city’s other heroines to step up their game. Heroines such as Lady Centurion, the young duo Ice and Fire, and Bovine Justice were all busy pushing back against the tide of criminals on the loose.

Bovine Justice had been trying to hunt down whoever was behind the string of robberies that resulted in a large number paintings being stolen over the previous two days. Bovine had managed to figure out that one person or group was behind all of the thefts. She had even thought she had figured out the criminal’s pattern well enough to predict where the next crime would take place.

Bovine was certain that the culprit would hit the Megatropolis Museum next. Each of the thefts had happened late at night, so Bovine had waited till dark had fallen before heading to the Museum. It’s always best to catch a criminal in the act, Bovine Justice thought as she approached the museum.

Gaining entry to the museum turned out to be easier than Bovine Justice had expected. She had planned on sneaking in one of the back services entries. If the door had been locked she would have been able to use her super strength to force it open. But as she arrived she found the door already forced open.

“It looks like the thief is already here,” she whispered to herself as she cautiously entered the building.

She headed down the halls of the Museum’s service area. As the heroine turned a corner she ran into a full body mirror leaning against a wall. Bovine Justice stopped for a moment to look at her reflection.

She is a short woman, especially for a superheroine. Most of her fellow crime fighters with an active Power-Gene were rather tall. What she did share in common with most of her fellow heroines was a rather large bust. Her breasts were big enough to be considered “super sized,” and the fact she was so short only made her over large breasts look even bigger.

Adding to the sense of overwhelming size of her breasts was her costume: Bovine Justice fought crime in a simple two piece string bikini with covered in a cow hide pattern and large combat boots, her only accessory being a large black leather collar around her neck with a cowbell hanging from it. The fabric of the bikini top covered her ample breasts and tightly held them in place while the bottom kept her womanhood covered just enough to be allowed considered acceptable (although maybe not decent) public. But other than that her pale skin all stood exposed.

Bovine Justice chose the highly sexualized and revealing costume for a reason. One of the first things a heroine learns is that the criminal element is easily distracted by cleavage and bare flesh. Her super endurance was strong enough to deflect most small arms fire, so there was no need for any actual protection from her costume. And she learned quickly that she preferred the freedom of movement the skimpy outfit gave her.

Some in the press have critiqued the costume. Not because her costume was so revealing, that was the norm amongst the countries heroines. No, the press has ridiculed her because of how her body appeared. She was stronger than ten men and more agile than an Olympic gymnast but you couldn’t tell that just by looking at her. To the untrained eye she was simply a short, incredibly busty, pudgy woman. She was by no means fat, but she was plump enough to have small love handles and a rounded belly.

Again, showing off this aspect of her body was something she did intentionally. Everyone knew someone with an active P-Gene could have massive super strength without having the muscle’s a normal man or woman would need to be that strong. Even with this knowledge criminals couldn’t help but she the big breasted, pudgy heroine and underestimate her. Even those that had fought her on multiple occasions were constantly caught off guard by her strength and agility.

The cow hide pattern of her bikini and the name she chose for herself when becoming a superheroine where chosen for less practical reasons. When most people with an active P-Gene have their powers activate their bodies go through various changes. Woman’s breasts tend to increase in size while men’s sexual organs tend to grow in length and girth. Every man and woman feels their libido increase as their powers increase (although this affects men and women quite differently).

But even with these changes most still look the same as they did before they gained their powers. Maybe a bit taller and stronger, but basically their appearance goes unchanged. However, a significant minority go through more radical changes. Some grow new appendages; many have their skin or hair color change to unnatural colors. Some mutate into monstrous mockeries of human beings, growing scaly skin and mutated faces.

Bovine Justice was one such woman, although her changes weren’t particularly grotesque. She grew a pair of small horns that looked like a cow’s. She decided to embrace the changes of her body and took up the moniker of “Bovine Justice”. And although her short, wild black hair mostly obscured her horns, she didn’t try to actively hide them.

The public thought the horns combined with her massive breast size were the inspiration for the embracing of this bovine theme, but she had a secret no one knew about that really inspired the name. Aside from having her breast increase in size till they became far larger than her head the heroine’s body also entered a state of constant lactation.

Bovine Justice kept her production of milk a secret from the public. She did this not out of fear that people would ridicule her, the strong willed woman was far too confident to be affected by anything as petty as that. No, she kept her lactating breasts a secret because of the affects her milk had when ingested by men. Just a mouthful could make a man who had just ejaculated rock hard and eager to fuck again. And when more than a mouthful was ingested her milk could give a normal human temporary super strength, even powers if they drank enough of it.

She had no idea what would happen to her if the world, especially the criminals in it, knew what her milk could do. To help protect her secret she had the cow bell that hung from her neck created. The Bell of Bovine Justice’s ring was rumored to be able to remove the desire to commit crime from the hearts of all criminals, leaving them befuddled, confused, and temporarily stunned. In reality it was a high tech sonic device able to wipe the memories of current events of all men within hearing distance. The device was activated not by its chiming bell but by a small device hidden within the bell that only Bovine knew how to activate.

Bovine Justice smoothed the tangle of jet black hair she had on the top of her head down around her small horns then tightened her bikini top. Knowing she was looking her best the heroine turned from the mirror and started down the hallway.

Before long she found one of the museums security guards lying still on the ground before her. Bovine knelt down to investigate his body. After a quick inspection she found he was still alive but unconscious. He had no obvious wounds and there was no hint of how he was knocked out. Bovine leaned in closer and used her heightened senses to smell the body.

She searched for any hint of gas. The criminals of Megatropolis had a large arsenal of weapons that could incapacitate even someone as strong a superpowered heroine. Many of the drugs at their disposable did more than simply knock their target unconscious… Bovine Justice wanted to be prepared for whatever danger she faced this night.

Now that she had taken the time to smell his body more closely she was able to pick up the faint hint of something burnt. She took an even closer smell and realized there was an almost electric tinge to the smell. “Maybe the criminal used some kind of stun gun to take the guard out…” she mumbled to herself.

She got back to her feet and continued cautiously forward. A normal stun gun would probably not incapacitate her, although she would certainly feel the pain it would cause. But there were far more powerful weapons available on the black market, devices strong enough to knock even a heroine as strong as her out. And being knocked unconscious by a criminal was something she would like to avoid.

The supervillains and criminals of Megatropolis have a rough code of rules they live and operate by. As every heroine knows, the first rule is that a defeated heroine is fair game sexually. With the super charged libido that comes along with an active P-Gene most sexual encounters, no matter how they begin, quickly become consensual. Even though most heroines are able to enjoy the sexual aspects of any defeats they may suffer, most still prefer to avoid such humiliating incidents.

“No, don’t want to be knocked unconscious at all… I wouldn’t even be awake to enjoy whatever they might do to me. And if I’m not awake they could discover my secret!”

Even more cautious now, Bovine Justice continues working her way deeper into the depths of the museum. The criminals conducting the robbery have left an easy trail to follow. Between open doors and unconscious security guards she felt she must quickly be catching up to them.

Her diligence is quickly rewarded. Before long she hears the hush tones of two people talking conspiratorially not far ahead of her. Bovine Justice uses her super senses to zero in on the sounds and quickly determines the two speaking are at the bottom of a nearby flight of stairs. Quietly the heroine began to creep down the steps…

“I told you we’d find the mother lode here! Just in this one store room are half of the paintings we are being paid to steal,” a female voice said. From the tone she was obviously the one in charge. The voice was unfamiliar to bovine. If it belonged to a supervillain it was one she hadn’t faced before.

“Okay boss. I’ll start gathering them up. I’d like to have them all together before I start carrying them all out to the van,” a male voice responded. Bovine knew she’d heard that voice before, but couldn’t quite remember where.

Bovine creped further down the stairs. She was almost close enough to get a glimpse of who her foes were. Ever closer and the two figures in the room at the bottom of the stairs slowly come into view. Luckily both of them have their backs turned to me and won’t notice me approaching till it’s far too late for them.

The woman was scantily clad with black high-heeled knee high boots on and an outfit that was little more than lingerie. She was holding something in her hand that hung down to the ground, but the lighting was dim and Bovine Justice couldn’t make out what it is.

The man that stood next to her was totally forgettable. He was of average height, average built, wearing jeans and a black sweater. He was handsome in a forgettable way, with attractively rough facial hair, and he wore a simple black domino mask that covered part of his face. But he looked like any other disposable goon for hire, and from the angle she saw him his face wasn’t entirely clear.

“Where do you want me to start?” the man asked, turning slightly to look around the room. This gave Bovine a better glance of his face, allowing her to recognize him. That’s Diligent Dan! He was a criminal that had made a career out of being a henchman for whichever supervillain was currently out of jail and paying the most. With his many years of experiencing helping out various villain’s his services were highly prized.

“It doesn’t really matter,” the woman said. “And I think we can take our time, the buildings security was easy to take out and I doubt any of those stupid medaling whores that call themselves superheroes will be showing up to stop us. They have too many distractions to even notice our small robbery.”

Bovine Justice took that moment to confidently step out from the shadows of the stairwell and into the light of the store room. “I wouldn’t count on that,” she said confidently, announcing her presence to the criminals.

Diligent Dan and the mystery women spun around, alarm on their faces. “Holy shit, a superheroine,” Diligent Dan yelled.

The woman, however, wasn’t alarmed for long. Once she got a good look of Bovine Justice she didn’t seem to be intimidated. Instead of the fear that was apparent on her henchman’s face she wore an eager grin. “Well, look what the cat dragged in. Looks more like a fat uddered cow then a superheroine.”

“Your pathetic barbs will have no affect on me,” Bovine Justice replied.

The heroine raised her fists, preparing for a fight but hoping she could get the two to surrender before it came to that. Now that the woman was facing her Bovine Justice could see the item in her hand was some kind of whip. Few superpowered villains used a weapon which suggested this woman had no powers of her own, something her average sized breasts seemed to confirm. Bovine was confident she could win any battle in a matter of minutes and intended to tell the woman.

“I’d surrender if I was you. A single minion, even if he is Diligent Dan, and a bull whip is no match for my super strength and agility.”

The woman laughed at this. “Why, you have no idea who am, do you, you dumb-titted bitch?”

Bovine Justice shrugged, unfazed by the foul language. “Should I?”

“Good god, what do you have to do to get a reputation in this down? Well, let me introduce myself: I’m known as ‘Pussy Whip’.”

“Is that how you got Diligent Dan here to work for you? You have him ‘pussy whipped’? Putting out as a way of hiring henchmen seems like it’s only going to get you a reputation as a whore not a supervillain,” Bovine replied, inching closer to the woman.

The villainess laughed again. “Ah, I had heard you were mouthy. No, they call me Pussy Whip because of… well, let me show you!” Before she even finished her sentence Pussy Whip snapped her wrist which caused her weapon to activate. The whip came to life with bright blue electricity that crackled menacingly in the dim light of the storage room.

Momentarily caught off guard Bovine Justice was slow to react. Pussy Whip lifted the weapon and flung it at the heroine, flicking her wrist at just the right moment to cause the tip of the whip to crack up against Bovine’s crotch. The instant it made contact with the fabric of her bikini bottom the heroine felt electricity painfully flowing into her body.

The pain was sudden and overwhelming, especially having spread out from such a sensitive part of Bovine Justice’s body. She screamed in agony and fell to her knees, her hands instinctively grabbing a hold of her now throbbing vulva.

THAT’S why they call me Pussy Whip. And I would suggest moving your hands, I’m far from done.”

Bovine looked up defiantly and began to get to her feet. Pussy Whip cracked her weapon again, this time twice in quick succession. Pussy Whip whipped both of Bovines hands causing the heroine to scream in agony once again. Bovine pulled her hands away from her crotch, holding them up against her prominent bosom, holding them tight and wincing through the throbbing pain she felt in them.

Laughing maniacal the villainess cracked her whip in the air, the color changing from blue to red. Once more she struck the kneeling Bovine Justice in her pussy.

Instead of screaming in pain the heroine’s eyes grew large in surprise and a small gasp escaped her mouth. Instead of feeling numbing pain this time her body flared in electrically induced pleasure when the whip made contact with her body.

Continuing to laugh, Pussy Whip snapped her weapon over and over again, the tip making contact with the heroine’s crotch each time. Each impact left Bovine Justice shocked and shuddering with pleasure. Before long the heroine fell helplessly backwards, her legs convulsing and spread wide open. With an even clearer shot of her privates the villainess’ whipped her pussy over and over until she forced an orgasm from the helpless heroine.

Bovine Justice screamed in horror and pleasure as she came. She lay on the ground, her body convulsing as the large orgasm traveled through her body.

“God, I fucking love to see you super sluts helpless on the ground before me, cumming your fucking brains out.”

The orgasm finally subsided, leaving Bovine Justice feeling weak and tired. It was the curse of the heroine: a strong sexual climax left most women with an active P-Gene temporarily weakened or even completely depowered. Bovine Justice now lay on the floor before a villainess and her henchmen, having cum hard enough to leave her too weak to fight.

The two criminals stood above her, cruelly laughing as Bovine rolled over and tried to crawl back towards the stairwell. Her large, plump ass was raised up into the air as she crawled along the filthy floor. The position left the bulge of her pubic mound raised up into the air and easily seen from behind. Both the criminals could make out that the bottom of her bikini was soaked through from her orgasm.

“What an inviting sight,” Pussy Whip said to Diligent Dan. “Think I should whip that pussy? It looks like it’s begging for it.”

“Oh yes, boss, I think you have no choice.”

Again she cracked her whip, the tip contacting Bovine Justice’s crotch and forcing another orgasm from the helpless heroine. She collapsed as the orgasm overtook her heightened senses. She rolled back over onto her back as she fought against the orgasm, straining, trying desperately to contain it and to stop it from weakening her even further.

“Oh, I know the look of a super slut trying to stop herself from getting off too much when I see it. We just can’t have any of that!” She cracked her whip again, this time striking the heroine’s waist. Somehow she managed to get her whip wrapped around Bovine’s pudgy, bare waist. The whip gave off crackling red electricity, spreading powerful pleasure through the heroine’s body.

Bovine sat up, her face showing she was experiencing so much pleasure that it was paining her. She arched her back, thrusting her massive breasts forward and screamed “Please, STOP!!!!

“Not a chance, you fat titted hussy. I’m getting off on this.” Bovine opened her eyes and saw that the villainess was telling the truth. She was standing with one leg up on a box, her hand jammed into the crotch of her costume. She was clearly pleasuring herself to the sight of Bovine Justice squirming helplessly before her as she kept the whip wrapped around her wide waist.

“Holy shit boss, do you see that?” Diligent Dan asked ,pointing at Bovine’s chest. There were two growing wet stains expanding on the fabric of her bikini top. “She’s fucking leaking milk as she cums!”

Pussy Whip laughed heartily as she continued to finger herself. “You’re more of a fucking cow then I thought, BOVINE Justice!”

She pulled her whip back, disengaging it from around the heroine’s waist. Bovine slumped forward, breathing heavily. She felt so weak… If she had cum any more she might have passed out. Her body felt like it was on fire, burning up from the pleasure of the whip even after it was removed from her body.

Weakly, barely able to keep her eyes open, she looked up to find Pussy standing nearly on top of her. The villainess grabbed a handful of the heroine’s tangle of short, black hair. She put her whip into the belt that hung from her hip then with her now free hand pulled the crotch of her costume to side the side, revealing her pussy. She thrust her hip forward, pushing her bare snatch into Bovine’s face.

“Lick me, slut. Make me cum and maybe we’ll just leave you behind instead of keeping you to sell into white slavery.”

Weak, barely able to think and fearing what might happen to her if she didn’t follow the instructions Bovine Justice did as she was told. She opened her mouth and began to lick the already moist slit before her.

Pussy Whip closed her eyes and tilted her head back, moaning in pleasure. “Oh fuck yes, that’s good! You know how to use your tongue, little cow. Yes… nice, hard, slow licks. Oh fuck, yes! YES! Suck on my clit, just like that!”

Pussy Whip stood before her, holding Bovine’s head up to her crotch until the heroine worked her to orgasm. When she came she pressed bovine’s head hard against her wet folds, squirting all over the heroine’s face. Once she was done she let go of her head and stepped away. Now free of the villainess’ grasp Bovine Justice nearly collapsed, limply leaning forward and fighting to keep her eyes open and remain conscious. Pussy Whip’s sexual juices dripped from her face, down onto Bovine’s large breasts.

“Think I can have a go boss?”

“Hmmm…. Perhaps. Although I don’t think I’m done having my fun. Minion, take this cow’s top off!”

Diligent Dan did her bidding quickly and with great joy. He pulled Bovine Justices top off exposing her large breasts. They appear even larger once free of the bikini top. They were round and firm, yet sagged heavily down her front. The two criminals could see large blue veins running across her pale, ghost white flesh. And Bovine Justice’s nipples were dark and large, milk leaking from them and glistening in the light of the storage room.

Pussy Whip approached and squeezed one of Bovine’s breasts, causing a stream of white milk to come squirting out. “A real fucking cow, indeed,” she says. “That gives me an idea. Minion! Drag her to the stairs.”

Pussy Whip walked across the room and sat down on the stairs leading up and out of the room. Diligent Dan got behind Bovine and reached up under her arms, reaching around to grope her large breasts before pulling her up to her feet.

Awake only enough to be led; Bovine Justice got shakily to her feet. She leaned up against Diligent Dan as he half led and half dragged her across the room.

“Right here in front of me,” Pussy whip said.

Dan turned the limp heroine around and sat her on the step below the one Pussy Whip was sitting on. Both women were left facing him. Pussy Whip wrapped her legs around the heroine, holding her upright. Bovine’s head fell forward, too exhausted from the short walk across the room to hold it up any longer.

“Perfect!” Pussy Whip said. She reached her hands around Bovine Justice’s body and grabbed the bottom of the heroine’s large breasts.

“Fuck, they are heavy! Must be all that milk in them. I think I want a taste…” Pussy Whip leaned forward over the heroine’s shoulder and lifted one of the large breasts up to her mouth. She locked her lips around the dark nipple and started to suck. After a moment she let the breast fall out of her mouth.

Smacking her lips she smiled. “Mmmmm… surprisingly delicious!”

“Can I have a taste?” Dan asked.

“I think you need to wait your turn. I want more and I think it would be deliciously humiliating if we made chubby little Bovine Justice here suck on her own teat. They’re so fucking huge I have no doubt she’ll be able to get one in her own mouth. Hear that heroine?” She smacked Bovine hard on the side of the head, then lifted one of her breasts up to her face. “Open that little mouth of yours and suck on your own nipple.”

Groggily, not fully aware of what she was doing, Bovine Justice opened her mouth and began to do as she was told. Still holding the breast up to the heroine’s face Pussy Whip leaned back down and lifted her other breast to her own mouth and started suckling on her other teat. Holding both of her breasts up they continued to suck on Bovine’s tits together.

“God damn this is some hot shit, boss! I don’t know if I can wait any longer, mind if I pull my dick out?” Pussy Whip looked up at Dan and nodded her head. “Awesome!” he replied.

Within moments the minion had his cock out and was stroking himself to the sight before him. “Shit, look at how fucking big and full those tits are! Boss, can I fuck ’em while you keep sucking on them?”

Pussy Whip looked up, a smile spreading across her face as she continued to suck. She nodded again, this time so vigorously that she almost loses grasp of Bovine’s breast. She sucked twice as hard, ensuring that her nipple staid inside her mouth, continuing to give forth its delicious milk.

Dan stepped up, spitting into his hand and covering his cock with slimy spit. The step Bovine was on put her breasts perfectly level with his cock. He slid his dick up between her breasts into her cleavage. As he did this Pussy Whip, still holding Bovine’s breasts, squeezed them together around her henchman’s cock.

“Oh fuck yeah, nice and tight around my dick. You’re the fucking best, boss.”

Pussy Whip and Bovine Justice continued to suck while Diligent Dan fucked Bovine’s breasts. It didn’t take long for the henchman, who was already pretty worked up watching his boss whip orgasms out of the busty heroine, to cum.

As he neared his climax he groaned in pleasure and shouted, “I’m gunna cum!”

Pussy Whip suddenly unlatched from the nipple in her mouth and let go of both of Bovine’s breasts. As the breasts fell out of Bovine’s mouth there was a loud slurping sound as the suction was broken. Both of the large mounds of flesh fell heavily down onto the heroine’s abs, slapping loudly as they did.

Pussy Whip grabbed the heroine’s head with both hands and jerked her head up. “Do it on her face,” she commanded her minion. Grabbing his cock Dan obediently unloaded all over Bovine Justice’s face.

Her face now dripping with cum, Pussy Whip let go of the heroine’s head and started to get up, laughing cruelly. “What wonderful fun! I’m going to go pull the van a little closer to the back door. Feel free to have some more fun with this worthless cunt if you want.”

As Pussy Whip walked up the stairs Bovine Justice slumped forward up against Diligent Dan. “You dumb slut, you’re getting cum all over my pants!” He pushed her away from himself causing her to fall backwards limply on the stairs.

Laying back like that her chest was pressed prominently up. His eyes grew large, once again reminded just how big and inviting the heroine’s breasts were. And having been sucked on for the last little bit her milk was now flowing freely, a steady white stream leaking out and flowing down her pale flesh mounds.

Diligent Dan licked his lips and started touching his now limp dick. “Maybe if I suck on her tits for a little bit I can get hard again and fuck her properly…” He leaned forward and grabbed one of her breasts in his hands. It was so big his two hands weren’t even enough to fully wrap around their massive size. Enjoying feeling and looking of a tit so big in his, hands he leaned in further and started to suck on one of her nipples.

The milk flowed freely, practically pouring down his throat. As soon as he swallowed he felt his cock begin to fill with blood. With every swallow he felt himself growing harder and within moments he was rock hard. Not only hard but more horny and ready to fuck then he had ever felt in his life.

Not thinking, just acting on pure instinct, he took a step back. As he did he grabbed the limp heroine by her plump waist and picked her up off the ground. He stepped back away from the stairwell and raised her body into the air.

He wrapped one arm around her waist, holding her body up against his chest. His other hand now free he reached down and pulled the bottom of her bikini aside, exposing her pussy. He quickly dipped two of his fingers into her slit and found it was still soaking wet from the orgasms that had been forced out of her earlier.

Knowing her pussy was exposed and ready he reached down and grabbed his cock. Lifting her up, he lined his hard member up with her wet slit and slid her down onto himself, impaling her with his cock. Holding her in place and bouncing her small, pleasurably plump body up and down he started to fuck her.

Only after he his half way to cumming again did it occur to Dan that he would normally not be strong enough to pick up a woman as heavy as this pudgy heroine and fuck her this way. As he pounded her pussy he realized he felt far stronger than he had ever felt in his entire life. And he’d never been able to get hard again this soon. On top of that his cock didn’t even feel sore after his first orgasm. He realized more is going on then he understood.

Dan was quickly distracted by the feel of Bovine’s large, warm, moist breasts bouncing up against his chest. Her milk was leaking out as her tits bounce up and down against him, leaving his sweater wet. He looked down and watched the ample flesh bouncing, the sight pushing him over the edge as he filled the heroine full of his cum.

Breathing heavily, still hard but no longer fucking her, he worked one hand free and grabbed one of her tits. As he pulled it to his face and started to suck on her nipple he felt his erection finally starting to soften. But as soon as he began drinking her milk again his dick got rock hard and he felt the urge to keep pounding her return.

Mindlessly, he fucked her till he came again. This time he dropped the heroine to ground. She fell to her feet but was still too weak to stand and fell down onto her knees.

Dan was already growing soft, but he was not ready to be done with the heroine. He drops to his knees and sucked on her tits some more. Again, as soon as he had drank some of her milk he felt himself growing hard.

“Holy shit, it must be her milk!” he declared. Franticly he bent the heroine over, putting her down on all fours. He got behind her and pulled her ass up so he could enter her from behind more easily. He slid his hard cock into her once again and returned to fucking her, grabbing her large ass and pounding her hard and fast.

“God damn she feels so good… But this has to be my last time. I’ve got to tie her up and tell Pussy Whip what I’ve discovered! I bet I’m feeling so strong because of her milk too. If we keep her prisoner we could make millions selling this shit as a drug!”

Diligent Dan’s words chilled Bovine Justice to the bone. Fear rushing through her, she began to wake, gradually coming to her senses. She was still weak, probably too weak to fight him after his strength had been increased by her milk, but there was still hope now that she was coming back to her senses.

Bovine Justice bent her front arms, lowering the front of her body down against the floor. The cement of the storage room floor was painfully cold against her bare breasts, but she needed to get her hands near her neck without making Dan suspicious. The criminal barely noticed her change of position, too busy enjoying the new feel of the slight position change. He continued to hold onto her plump ass and fuck her pussy hard and fast.

She reached her hand under her, heading for the collar around her neck. She grabbed hold of her Bell of Bovine Justice, reaching inside the metal device. Quickly her fingers found the small activation button. She took a deep breath, knowing she would only need to activate the device for a short time. She only needed to wipe the memories of the last hour or so from the criminal’s mind, and she preferred to not take more of a man’s mind then she needed to.

Taking one more slow breath she pressed down on the button. A high pitch sound echoed through the small room. As it did she felt Diligent Dan’s body go limp. As he collapsed she felt his dick pop wetly out of her. There was a brief moment of regret that she didn’t let him fuck her till she got off one more time. She was oh so close… but she knows that would have been reckless. If she had cum again, even had a small orgasm, it might have been enough to make her pass out. And then she would have truly been doomed.

The heroine got to her feet and stood on shaky legs. Now that her ordeal was over she could feel her strength slowly returning. She found a rag on a nearby shelf and wiped the various sexual fluids off of her face. Then she fixed the bottom of her costume, pulling it back into place. After that she found the top to her bikini and put it back on.

The fabric of her costume was soaked through from her own juices and milk, but at least she was fully dressed and covered again. Breathing slowly, trying her best to regain her strength, she dragged Diligent Dan’s body out of sight. He wouldn’t wake for a few hours and when he did he shouldn’t remember anything that had taken place after Bovine Justice’s arrival.

Lucky Pussy Whip wasn’t in the room when he realized what my milk could do. My memory wiping bell only works on men. But she’ll be sure to return soon… If she had powers I doubt I could take her being as weak as I am. But she’s just a normal woman. If I can get the drop on her… strike before she can use her whip…

Bovine crouched down next to the stairwell and waited for Pussy Whip to return. Before long she heard the sound of the villainess’ high heels clicking on the steps as she came down the stairs.

“Figured that should have given you enough time to have some fun with that slut. I told you working for me would pay more than money. Now, let’s load the paintings into the truck and get out of— Dan?” Pussy Whip stopped, looking around for her now absent Henchman.

“Sorry Pussy, he’s been taken care of,” Bovine said then did a cartwheel, quickly closing the short distance between them. As her body spun round she ensured one of her heavy black boots impacts the side of the villainess’ head. The blow sent her falling back into a pile of boxes, groaning in pain as she landed on the ground.

“Oopid ‘lut! I ‘ink you ‘oke my ‘aw,” Pussy Whip said while holding the side of her face. As Bovine Justice jumped to her feet she could see the criminal was bleeding profusely from her mouth.

“Awe, poor you,” Bovine Justice said, then kicked the woman in the chest. Pussy Whip coughed in pain, spitting blood as she did. Still defiant she started to reach for her whip, but Bovine Justice was prepared this time. She spun around, lifting her leg into the air and kicking the whip out of her hand, sending it flying across the room.

“You’ve been beat, give up,” Bovine said. Pussy whip looked like she was about to try and stand up. Bovine stepped closer, lifting her leg once again. “Don’t make me hurt you even more,” she said as her boot hovered menacingly before the villainess’ face.

“Fine, oo winn,” the villainess slurred through her already swollen mouth. She slumped down to the floor in defeat.

Bovine Justice tied the criminal up before leaving to find a phone. Once she was out of the storage room and out of the criminal’s sight she allowed the exhaustion she felt to show. Almost pushed myself too far. Even without powers if she had kept fighting she might have gotten the better of me again.

After a quick call to the Megatropolis Police, Bovine Justice knew that Pussy Whip and Diligent Dan would soon be in custody. Instead of waiting around for thanks from the police she limped her way out onto the street. That’s fine, the Megatropolis Police aren’t normally very thankful for the work us heroines do anyways.

Too tired to walk home she hailed a cab. “I’ve done my part for the night. I need to head home and rest now. I’ll need my energy, for there is sure to be more crime to fight tomorrow.” Knowing she had defeated the bad guy and kept the secret of her milk hidden Bovine Justice retired for the night, satisfied she had done some good.

 

 

 

You can find this story, along with a follow up Bovine Justice tale in the short story collection, “Megatropolis Crime Wave!”


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