Black Cat Got Your Tongue? An Ultra Woman and Mega Girl Adventure
by Ann Douglas
(ann_douglas@hotmail.com)
Part Three
As briefly as she could, Ultra Woman told her story, centering on the deadly compound now in her body. According to her best calculations, there where less than ten minutes left in the hour.
"It'll take a lot longer for me to cut you out of here and get you to a hospital," the younger woman decided out loud .
"Then what do we do?" a dejected Abby asked.
"My field is electronics, not biochemistry, Mega Girl said, her voice containing a strange mixture of concern and excitement, "so I think there's only one thing we can do. Finish what the Black Cat started."
Ultra Woman watched in disbelief as Mega Girl dropped down to her knees and spread the older woman's legs. Her hand pressed against Abby's very wet mound, parting her vaginal lips with her fingers. Then, without another moment's hesitation, Priscilla pressed her head tightly between Ultra Woman's legs. For the second time in the last hour, Abby felt the sweet touch of a woman's tongue inside of her. Where as the Black Cat had been hard and forceful, Mega Girl was soft and gentle. Both methods, however, seemed to have the same result.
With a skill that seemed impossible for a novice, Priscilla's tongue moved up and down the length of Abby's womanhood. There was little time for her to wonder about that, as Mega Girl quickly brought Ultra Woman back to the level at which the Black Cat had abandoned her.
Priscilla's index finger joined her tongue, adding another source to the cascading waves spreading outward from Abby's center. In what seemed at the same time, hours and no time at all, the costumed adventurers surpassed that level.
Ultra Woman felt her heart racing like it had never done before and her breaths now came in short measured gasps. The fear that the poison was finally taking its described effect filled her mind for the briefest of moments. Then that worry as well was washed away by the crashing tide that now shattered across her.
With a cry that could very well have been her death scream, Abby finally reached her twice postponed orgasm. Just as the Black Cat had promised, it was a climax that she would always remember. An orgasm that brought her to the brink of unconsciousness.
After a few long moments, the pounding in her chest began to calm as Abby came down from the high of her orgasm. Suddenly, she felt very naked. Far more than simply the absence of clothing, it was having been exposed to her young partner in a way she never would've imagined. How could she ever thank Priscilla for the sacrifice she had made? Even more so, how could Abby ever face her again knowing how much she had enjoyed what Priscilla had done to her.
"Almost there," Mega Girl said as she worked on the wrist irons with a small tool from her gadget belt.
With a professional detachment, her partner had gone to work on her restraints the moment the danger from the drugs within her had passed.
Just before the lock gave way, Priscilla suddenly leaned forward and kissed Abby on the lips. That simple gesture surprised the older woman more than anything else that had happened this evening.
"Why did you do that?" Abby said as she rubbed her now freed wrists, sore after hanging there for hours.
"I don't know," Mega Girl answered unconvincingly. "I guess I got caught up in the moment. Being so relieved that you were okay and all."
"I guess so," Abby said, not wanting to dwell on all of this too much right now. "Give me a hand with my clothes."
Mega Girl made a point of not looking at Ultra Woman as she dressed. Instead she looked around the small dungeon. It only took Abby a minute to redress. Aside from her ruined bra and panties, her costume was still in good shape.
"They certainly made this look realistic," Mega Girl said as she examined a more nasty set of restraints than those that had been used on Ultra Woman. "Must've been a little unnerving until you figured out where you were."
"What are you talking about?" Ultra Woman asked as she adjusted her tunic. "Where are we?"
"You didn't know?"
Almost fearing the answer, the senior Crimefighter explained where the Black Cat said they were.
Mega Girl laughed. She knew she shouldn't, but it did seem funny to her at the moment.
"I'm sorry," she apologized, "but a old prison off the coast of Mexico? It's sounds like something out of those old movie serials I used to watch as a kid."
Abby thought about it and realized that Priscilla was right. The Black Cat might've been a highly successful thief, but no way did she have the resources for a base like that. It was only the stress of the situation that made Abby accept her explanation without question.
"This is part of the old Castle of Horrors up on the abandoned Amusement Pier on Griffith's Point," Mega Girl explained. "It's about fifty miles from McKenzie's. That's why it took me so long to track you down. This was the third direction I tried."
"Griffith's Point," Ultra Woman repeated, remembering that the Amusement Park closed a few years back after Wally World had opened just south of Coast City.
Exiting the building the way Mega Girl had entered, Ultra Woman was surprised to find the Ultra-Glider parked out in front. Priscilla must've found it in back of McKenzie's. The morning sun was just beginning to appear on the horizon. All of this had happened in only a few hours.
"Well, at least we won't have to walk home," Abby said as they reached the car.
Priscilla forced herself to laugh. Now, with the danger behind them, the awkwardness of what had passed between them now hung in the air.
"Do we call it a night or do you want to try and pick up the Black Cat's trail?" Mega Girl said as she slipped into the driver's seat and Ultra Woman the passenger's.
"I don't think I'm quite dressed for the chase," Ultra Woman replied, feeling quite aware of the way her unrestrained breasts were moving of their own accord under her tunic. "I think a hot shower and a few hours sleep is what I really need."
Mega Girl paused, seeming to want to say something in response as she hesitated turning the key in the ignition. Her mouth opened but before she could get out the words, the radio under the dash suddenly crackled to life. Both of them looked at it in surprise. From the dial next to the microphone, they could see it was still set to the private frequency that only the two of them used.
"Hello?" Ultra Woman said as she picked up the mike.
"Hello lover," a now familiar voice said over the speaker. The voice of the Black Cat, speaking over the belt radio she had taken from Abby's belt.
"What do you want, Dorothy?" Abby said, using the name she had shared with her during her captivity. The use of which surprised Mega Girl greatly.
"I just wanted to say how much fun I had during our little visit," the Black Cat said, "and how sorry I was that we didn't get to finish what we started."
The memory of what she had felt with first the Cat, and then Priscilla between her legs flashed to the forefront of Abby's mind. It was a memory part of her wished she could forget, but also one that part wanted to remember.
"You left me there to die from that insidious compound that you tricked me into drinking," Ultra Woman said in her most official voice, letting her anger and the fact that all of what happened was the result of her being drugged push back those memories.
"Oh that," the Black Cat laughed, "I'm afraid that I have some bad news for you."
Ultra Woman's body tensed up for a moment, afraid that she was going to say that the poison was still in her body.
"There never was anything in that water." said the voice over the speaker, "Just some flavoring to give it a little aftertaste."
"But you said ..."
"Sugar, I'm a thief, what makes you think I wouldn't be a liar as well," the Black Cat laughed. "After all, looked around you. This is hardly a small island off the coast of Mexico."
"Oh no," Abby said, not realizing that she had depressed the talk button on her mike.
"That's right baby," the Cat said, "You have no one to blame for what happened except yourself. I may have gotten you going a little, but after that it was all you."
"That's not true," Abby protested, yet wondering at the same time if indeed it was.
"Oh yes it is, and I'll let you in on another little secret," she went on. "After your little partner there showed up, I really didn't take for the hills like a bad little felon should. I was still there, watching the two of you from a spyhole in the wall."
Ultra Woman suddenly looked up and out the window of the Glider. Was the Black Cat still somewhere around, watching them as they spoke.
"Even if I'm somehow wrong about you, although I don't think I am," she concluded, "I'm definitely not wrong about your friend there. I saw the look on her face when she walked in on you, and the look she had when she was taking care of you. That wasn't her first time, honey, not by a long shot. She was too good at what she was doing."
The signal began to break up, telling them that they were reaching the limit of the portable radios. That answered the question of if she was still somewhere close.
"Well it looks like I have to go now," a static filled voice said. "Thanks for a fun night."
Silence filled the Ultra-Glider after the radio speaker went dead. Neither of them wanted to be the first to say anything about what the Black Cat had insinuated. Finally, Abby knew she had to say something, anything.
"I don't believe anything she said," Abby told her partner. "There was a drug in that water, and you did what you had to do to save my life."
Priscilla looked deep into her partner's eyes, her silence seemingly giving her agreement with the statement. Abby waiting another few heartbeats to see if Priscilla wanted to add anything, then said. "We'll just put tonight behind us as if it never happened."
"No," Priscilla abruptly said, lifting her hands up to the side of her mask and removing it. "I'm tired of hiding behind a mask. Of hiding the person who's really behind it."
"I don't understand," Abby said.
"Oh yes you do," Priscilla answered. "The Black Cat wasn't lying and you know it. About you, or about me."
"About you?" Abby repeated, still ignoring what had been said about her.
"I've been in love with you since before I even met you," Priscilla confessed.
"I ... I don't know how to answer that," Abby said. "I never imagined that you ..."
"Come on, don't give me that," Priscilla cut her off. "Why else would you think I'd put on a costume like this and follow you. Why else would I spend a small fortune to give you the best in equipment, if not to help keep you safe. It's not like I had some great wrong to avenge on the underworld. That sort of thing only happens in the comics."
"Priscilla, I swear, I really didn't know."
"Okay, maybe you really didn't want to know," Priscilla went on, "but now you do. So what are you going to do about it."
What are you going to do about it? The question echoed repeatedly in Abby's mind. A small part of her admitted that she suspected there was more to Priscilla's desire to be with her than a simple desire to fight crime. The clues were there all along, she had just turned a blind eye to them. Some great detective she was turning out to be.
Then there was Nick. How did she really feel about him? How did Nick really feel about her? What was she to him other than that big boobed policewoman that everyone seemed to know he was fucking.
"I guess silence speaks volumes," Mega Girl said as she turned from Abby and started the engine.
She reached down to put the car in gear and was surprised to have Abby's hand come to rest on top of hers. It stayed there for a moment, just long enough for her to feel its strength and warmth. Then Abby removed it as both of her hands moved up to her cowl and undid the small clasps that held it in place.
"I'm not sure where this is going to lead," Abby said as she pulled off the covering, "but I do love you, I know that much. No more masks, at least not between us."
"Oh Abby!" Priscilla cried as she threw her arms around Abby and pulled them together, their lips meeting in a loving kiss.
"I guess we should find a quiet place where we can talk about this," Abby said as they broke their kiss.
"What about the Black Cat?" Priscilla asked.
"Why don't we let Nick and the CCPD worry about the Black Cat," Abby smiled. "I think he's going to find he has a lot more free time on his hands that he thought he did. Especially a lot of free nights."
Mega Girl laughed as she finally put the car in gear and heading back towards the city. At the speeds the Ultra-Glider was capable of, she figured they could get to the apartment/lab that she kept in the Wellington Building in less than an hour.
"What are you thinking?" Abby asked as she saw the mischievous grin on her partner's face.
"I was just thinking," Priscilla smiled back, "that I'm finally going to get to show you a few of the more interesting gadgets that I've come up with. The kind you can use for something a lot more fun than fighting crime."
Aware of what Priscilla was capable of when she put her mind to it, Abby wasn't sure if she should feel excited or apprehensive. One thing she was sure of, her life had taken yet another interesting, if unexpected, turn.
End