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Mr. X\'s Trophy	By : NightCrepper Category: +S through Z > Streets of Rage Views: 6063 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Notes from the author: I found this unfinished story recently. I ran out of ideas for it so I quickly slapped an ending on it. Hopefully, it still makes sense.

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Streets of Rage: Mr X’s Trophy

By: Night Creeper

Blaze Fielding was one of three police officers, who quit the city’s corrupt police force in order to stop the crime that had plagued the city. She wanted to find out who was behind the crime. The woman wasn’t the only person who wanted to know that fact. There were two others, Adam Hunter and Axel Stone. After an exhausting battle, the trio discovered the mastermind, a man named Mr. X. They defeated the man in his own headquarters. Once he was defeated, peace suddenly returned to the city. With the task completed, Blaze moved out of the city and started a new life as dance instructor.

A year later, she learned that Adam Hunter had been kidnaped by Mr. X. Incensed, the woman returned to the city in search of Mr. X. Her attire changed dramatically over the year as she donned a revealing red tube top, skirt, knee-high boots, and a pair of black gloves for her hands. The woman hit the streets without any reenforcements and soon discovered Mr. X’s gang in an alleyway. Blaze quickly charged the group and prepared for a fight.

“This is interesting. Welcome back, Blaze,” Mr. X spoke as twenty members of his gang stood behind him.

“Release Adam!” Blaze demanded.

“No, but my offer still stands.”

“Offer?”

“Yes. I offered you a place in my syndicate. You rejected it. Then you got lucky and defeated me. Remember?”

“Oh yes. I beat you senseless,” Blaze mocked.

“You won’t be so lucky this time. So I will spare you from a humiliating defeat and offer you a place in my syndicate.”

“How about a counteroffer? I beat your men and then I beat you . . . and I will release Adam? How about that?” Blaze inquired.

“Charming,” Mr. X sighed.

“Or you can release Adam and turn yourselves in at the police station?”

“No.”

“Then I see no need to talk.”

“I do.”

“Really?”

“Oh yes.

“I highly doubt it.”

“Last chance, Blaze. Join me and I will make sure you live the rest of your life in luxury beside me. Fight me and I will defeat you, humiliate you, and make you serve me for the rest of your life.”

“I have a better idea. I will just beat you tonight so that it lasts you a lifetime!” Blaze growled as she clenched her fists.

“So be it. Get her boys!” Mr. X ordered as his men charged the woman.

“Hi-yahhh!” Blaze shouted as she took the air and delivered a jumping kick to the goon’s face, sending him crashing to the ground. The woman then stood up and grabbed a charging goon. She kneed him in the gut before she tossed him over her shoulder.

“Incredible,” Mr. X spoke to himself as he admired the woman’s body. Blaze’s arms and legs were muscled for combat, but they didn’t lose their allure. The man was definitely a fan of her current attire since he could watch her breasts heave as she worked up a sweat. Mr. X pictured the woman sweating even more beneath him as he fucked her compliant body.

“Oh shit!” a thug screamed as Blaze knocked him silly with fists.

“Get her!” another shouted right before Blaze kneed him in the gut.

Blaze Fielding enjoyed the fact that she was bashing Mr. X’s goons left and right. She couldn’t lie to herself. The woman missed the excitement of fighting. It was far more exciting than being a dance instructor. Sure, there were consequences, but the thrill of the fight was exhilarating.

Mr. X continued to stare at the woman as he smacked his lips in anticipation. The man wanted to thank the woman for the show that she was giving him. He also had this urge to kill the men that were failing him, but he realized that he needed fodder on the streets. Especially since Blaze’s friends would definitely seek revenge for what he had planned for her.

“Oh! The bitch broke my nose!” one of the thugs screamed.

“That’s not all I am going to break,” Blaze snarled as she decked the thug and knocked him out.

Mr. X shook his head as he watched another man under his payroll go down. He watched at least ten of his men fall. Even though he was having fun watching the Blaze fight, the man had to take action.

Blaze Fielding leapt into the air, landed, and threw another thug to the ground. The woman then turned around and was ready to take on someone else, but a sudden boom pierced the night.

BANG!

Blaze Fielding stumbled backward. She looked at her arm and saw two darts. The woman realized that the bullet wasn’t meant for her as she saw Mr. X pointing his gun up in the air, but the darts had to be tipped with something as she felt incredibly drowsy and her appendages felt like a ton of bricks.

“I love the outfit, Ms. Fielding,” Mr. X spoke as he holstered his weapon and walked up to the woman.

“Fuck . . . you,” Blaze tried to snarl as she fell to one knee.

“Powerful narcotic. Nasty stuff,” Mr. X spoke as he pulled the two darts out of the woman’s arm. The man then spun her around and forced her to lie face first on the dirty street.

“You need help boss?” one of the thugs asked.

“No. Go watch the street. I’m sure her friends will be on the scene shortly,” Mr. X spoke as his men nodded and left the alleyway. Some of them were busy carrying out the unconscious ones since they didn’t want to leave anyone other than Blaze and their boss in the alley.

“I . . . will . . . make. . . you . . . pay,” Blaze spoke while she felt very lightheaded.

“I’m going to make you pay for your previous victory,” Mr. X snarled as he ripped the woman’s top and threw it away. He then undid her belt and tossed it aside. The man then pushed her skirt all the way up and massaged her ass through her panties before he pushed them aside.

“Bast . . . ard,” Blaze snarled.

Mr. X didn’t say a word as he unzipped his pants. His cock was hard, which made it easier for him as he rammed it inside Blaze’s defenseless pussy. The woman’s body surged forward as he penetrated her tight dry pussy. The man loved the feel of her tight pussy clamping down on his hard member.

“Ahhh!” Blaze grunted painfully. She wanted to kick and destroy the man, but her body was unreceptive to her own will. Instead, she was only able to allow the man fuck her pussy on the dirty street. Each thrust was like a dagger to her heart as she had never felt so humiliated and cheap in her life.

“Your new profession has kept your body in great shape, Blaze. I must applaud you,” the man laughed.

“Ah. Ah,” was all the woman could pant in response.

Mr. X grabbed the woman’s arms and placed them on her back. He then grabbed her wrists and pulled them towards him as Blaze’s body was pulled toward him. The man then hammered his cock into the woman as Blaze screamed again and again. The screams were loud enough for the gang members at the front of the alley to hear.

“Scream all you want, there’s no one who can help you,” Mr. X panted as he eventually used the woman’s own wrists to pull her to a sitting position. The man balanced her on his lap as he continued to pump his member in and out of her pussy. His tongue licked her throat and shoulders while tears streamed down the woman’s face. The man tasted her tears and smiled while his hands alternated between holding her hips to playing with her bouncy tits.

“I . . .” Blaze panted as she felt her blood became warmer. Her entire body felt hot even though the situation should have deemed it otherwise.

Mr. X reached up and moved her head. The two looked each other in the eyes and the syndicate leader saw the lust in the woman’s eyes. The drug from the darts were having an effect on the woman. The man pulled her face closer as he stuck out his tongue. The woman wanted to pull away, but she stuck out her tongue too. Their tongues touched and jockeyed for position before Mr. X clamped his lips over hers as the two kissed.

“Ahhh . . . what . . .” a confused Blaze panted once Mr. X broke the kiss.

“The drug from the darts, dear. Feeling horny? That feeling is going to increase shortly,” the man laughed as he stood her up. The man pulled his dick out of her pussy so he could remove her skirt and panties, leaving her knee-high boots and gloves as only remaining parts of her outfit.

“No,” Blaze groaned as she saw her clothing on the street, but did nothing to resist the man as he laid the woman on top of a closed dumpster.

“You don’t need those anymore,” Mr. X spoke as he slapped his dick against the woman’s face as her head was hanging over the edge. The man was pleasantly surprised as the woman licked the head of his member instead of trying to bite it off. A large smile appeared on his face as he watched the woman grab his dick with her left hand and stuck it in her mouth while her right hand reached between her legs. The man then started to play with her tits.

Blaze Fielding wanted to bite the man’s dick off, but she sucked and licked it instead. The woman was pleasuring the tool of her archenemy while she played with her own clit. The woman was mortified, but she couldn’t stop it. Her body had betrayed her. It needed it. It wanted it. However, Blaze showed one last show of defiance as she spat out the man’s cock and rolled off the dumpster and landed onto crushed boxes that were about the same height as the dumpster.

“Don’t go,” Mr. X spoke as he flipped her over and pulled her legs toward him. Blaze tried to roll away as she pushed some of the crushed boxes away to reveal that the boxes had covered up an old plastic table. Mr. X smiled at his luck and rammed his dick into her pussy. The man began to pump as he gripped her hips.

Blaze Fielding moaned as her body completely betrayed her. Her body wanted it and sadly for the woman, it made her want it too. Thus, the brunette spread her legs and met the man’s thrusts.

“Good girl,” the man panted.

“Ahhh! Oh!” the humiliated woman moaned as her right hand reached between her legs and played with her clit while the man fucked her. After a few minutes, the woman gripped her own tits. The sensations inside her soon overwhelmed her as she simply gripped the table in order to prevent herself from sliding further and further up the table and away from his dick.

Mr. X smiled as he reached forward and gripped the woman’s bouncing tits. Blaze moaned loudly as the man played with her tits. The woman licked her lips when he released her tits and went back to her hips.

“Oh yes! Oh fuck!” the woman panted as she pulled herself off the table. She wrapped her arms around the back of the man’s neck and pressed her body against his. Blaze wanted to feel as much of his dick as she could. She didn’t want it to escape her pussy. The woman was more than willing to have her pussy act as a sperm dump for the man. She wanted it inside her as every thought of fighting Mr. X dissipated from her mind.

“You want this don’t you?” Mr. X asked.

“Ahhh! Oh yes! Oh yes, Mr. X! Oh shit! Fuck me!” Blaze begged as she thrust her hips forward.

“If you want me to fuck you and make you cum, you need to be my slave. Only my slave will be able to cum. You’re my slave now, aren’t you?” Mr. X asked.

“Oh yes! I’ll be your slave! Just fuck me and cum inside me!” the woman begged as the need to climax overrode her hatred of the man.

Mr. X was happy to oblige as he fucked the woman with relish. He could feel her breathing accelerate as she met each and every one of his thrusts. Blaze’s lust had won out and her passion grew exponentially. There was no fight left in her. She didn’t want to resist or escape. She only wanted to fuck. Blaze Fielding only wanted to fuck him. Mr. X knew this. He knew that he was his now and he was enjoying every second of it. The mere thought of the fiery woman being his caused his dick to throb and shoot his load into her.

Blaze Fielding felt his hot spunk fill her pussy. Earlier in the night, the woman would have rather killed herself than suffer such a fate, but now, things had changed dramatically as she wanted nothing more than to have the man fill her womb with his cum. The woman grunted her approval as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. With her mouth wide open and her body pressed tightly against his, the woman climaxed.

“You’re mine now. I own you,” Mr. X breathed into her ear.

Blaze Fielding didn’t deny the fact, but she didn’t verbally reply either. Instead, the woman milked his cock with the muscles in her pussy.

After some time, Mr. X exited the alley with a nude Blaze Fielding clutching his arm. The woman’s lips, face, and throat were covered in the man’s spunk while his spunk also dribbled out of her pussy and down her legs. Mr. X’s private limousine waited for the pair as one of his men opened the door for them. Another man handed him a needle.

Mr. X took the needle as one of his men swabbed Blaze’s arm. The man then injected the contents into Blaze’s arm. The woman moaned erotically as the drug coursed through her bloodstream. Mr. X then tossed the needle away. One of his thugs then kicked it down into a storm drain. The woman didn’t even care that the man had added one more refuse to the city. Instead, she clutched the man’s arm and slightly tugged at it, indicating that she wanted to board the limousine.

“Pick up her clothes and take them back to the hideout. I will meet you there in a few hours. I have a few stops before then,” Mr. X spoke as he glanced at Blaze, who returned his gaze. His two henchmen quickly disappeared into the alleyway as they boarded the limousine. Before the thug could close the door, everyone saw Blaze between Mr.X’s legs, bobbing her head up and down as she serviced the man’s dick. The door then slammed shut, the limousine drove off, and all the men being envious of their leader.

*****

Days Later

“How are you today?” Mr. X asked Adam Hunter as he entered the man’s cell.

Adam Hunter glared at the man. He was tied to by several ropes that circled around his waist and the chair that he sat on. His wrists were also secured to the armrest while his legs were spread and tied to legs of the chair. He also had a thick ballgag in his mouth, which made him unable to talk answer the evil man even if he wanted to.

“Oh come now, you don’t have anything that you would like to say to me? Not even a greeting. That’s rude,” Mr. X sighed.

“Grrrr,” the man growled into his gag.

“I like collecting things. I have cars, mansions, boats, and now I have something that I always wanted. Oh don’t stare at me like that. I’m not going to tell you what it is. I’m going to show you, like a winner shows off his trophy,” the man smiled as he snapped his finger.

Adam Hunter’s mouth had been stretched open by the gag, but he found a way to open his mouth even more as a new figure entered the room. Blaze Fielding entered the room as her heels clicked on the hard concrete floor. The woman’s hair was spiked on top and had long braids. She also had multiple ear piercings with gold studs. Not only that, but she had a gold ring on pierced into her left nostril and nose chain that connected the nostril ring to one of the rings on her ear. Her lips were slightly rounder and she wore a white fur coat that covered her entire neck to her ankles.

“Do you like the new Blaze Fielding?” Mr. X asked.

“Mmmppp,” Adam Hunter grunted in shock.

“Oh! Lose the coat, dear,” Mr. X ordered as Blaze Fielding complied.

Adam Hunter’s eyes almost burst from his head as he that the woman was completely nude under the fur coat except for the shiny black thigh-high latex ballet boots with seven inched heels. The woman also wore a gold choker around her throat with word, SEX, adorned in bright diamonds in front. Not only that, but her pussy lips had been pierced as she now had six rings on each lip. And for added effect, the rings were wet as was her pussy as she stood for Adam to see.

“Turn around,” Mr. X spoke as Blaze obeyed.

Adam Hunter’s eyes grew even bigger as he saw the words, Mr. X’s Slut, tattooed onto Blaze’s right ass cheek in garish colors.

“Tell Adam what you are,” Mr. X ordered as he told the woman to turn around by gesturing with his hand.

“I am Mr. X’s toy; his slave. The loot of a conquering general. A trophy for him to display. He can do anything he wants to with me. When anyone looks at me, they will know that I am his sex slave and his cum dump. I belong to him to do as he pleases,” Blaze Fielding happily declared.

“Good slut,” Mr. X spoke as he grabbed Blaze and too started kissing like horny teenagers.

When they broke the kiss, Blaze immediately squatted and took the man’s cock out of his pants. She then wrapped her lips around his cock and began to bob her head like a piston. The room immediately filled with the sounds of Blaze servicing her master’s cock. Her cheeks puffed and hallowed as she serviced him with wild enthusiasm. She looked adoringly at the man as she serviced him. And when she finally pulled away from his cock, she turned and opened her mouth wide so Adam could see the cum that had pooled in her mouth as strands dripped from her chin. Then she closed her mouth and swallowed. She smiled at Adam before she returned her attention to Mr. X’s cock. Then she ran her tongue all over his member as she collected as much of his cum as she could while she cleaned it.

Once completed, Mr. X handed the woman a cell phone. Blaze Fielding took the phone and winked at Adam as she dialed while two large thugs appeared behind Adam.

“Hello Axel. Listen carefully. This is Blaze. I found Adam. He’s in Warehouse Four on the old pier. It’s not well guarded, but I need help getting Adam out. Please hurry. Thanks!” Blaze spoke as she hung up the phone.

“MMMMM!” Adam screamed into the gag while the two thugs clamped a hand over his mouth and held him down in his chair, making sure that he couldn’t warn Axel.

“Yes Adam. We’re not anywhere near the pier. It’s a trap,” Mr. X spoke as he took the phone from Blaze and tossed it toward Adam.

“Did I do good, master?” Blaze asked.

“What do you think?” Mr. X laughed as he slammed Blaze against the wall. The man parted her ass and rammed his hard dick into her wet pussy. He then pumped his cock in and out of her pussy as Blaze pressed her hands against the wall.

“Oh yes! Fuck me, master! Fuck me hard! The city is yours! Your crime syndicate has won! I’m your trophy and slave. Show me off to them! Impregnate me and show them my fat belly!” Blaze moaned.

Adam couldn’t believe his ears or his eyes. Rage was building inside him, but he knew the streets would soon fill with crime as Mr. X would soon have captured everyone who would oppose him. He just hoped that not everyone ended up like Blaze Fielding.

The End
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