Back to Ultraboy´s secret lair

Once on his secret lair, the defeated hero collapsed on his armchair in front of his ultra computer. Built by him, programmed by him, it was one of the most sophisticated device in crime fighting ever built. Capable of access to any security system or data base known, Ultraboy expected that it could help him to locate the White Widow...and Regina.

-"Computer! Analyze any vehicle movement around Archaeological museum from 07:00 PM to 10:00 PM....".-Commanded Bryce to the machine. Immediately, its logical circuits and algorithms began to process the command, analyzing vehicle after vehicle with its owner and destinations. Though sophisticated, it would last a bit.

"Damned!!!".-The youth cursed, closing his blue eyes. His head was still throbbing in ache due to the impact of the bullets on his skull. No one he closed his eyes, the remembrance about how that cold, Russian gunslinger returned to his mind....Bryce felt again as Regina´s mouth was licking and sucking eagerly his ultra cock....the **** arousal that had scorched his ultra muscular body returned to him....and then, the pleasure became in a nightmare. White Widow´s cold eyes was staring him with scorn...the deafening bang...the unbearable pain when the bullet hit again his head again...and again..and again...

Startled, Bryce opened his eyes. He had fallen asleep. Just an hour had taken since the computer began to work...No results by the moment. Too soon.-"Damned....!".-Muttered Bryce again, feeling his skull still drilled by the pain...and a swollen bulge between his chiseled groins.-"Holly shit!!!!".-Cursed the ultra youth, unable to believe the infamous way in which he had been defeated this time. On the past, his mother, Ultra Mom and himself had been defeated in many ways....but never being caught in the act having sex.

"Fucked bitch!!!.....Computer. Irina Ivanova. White Widow. Criminal profile".-Commanded Bryce to the computer. Immediately, White Widow´s image and her criminal profile appeared on the screen. The sculptural body of the blonde gunslinger hit his eyes while the large criminal charges slid down along the screen. A really impressive one indeed...considering she had no super or ultra powers at all. Somehow, she had been "blessed" with an incredible agility and dexterity, even superior to any Olympic athlete, trained to the limit by the Russian Government first and then, by The Cartel, transforming the Russian super spy into a deadly merc.

"Who is paying you, Widow?....And Why?".-Wondered Bryce, feeling a sudden shudder at the view of the Russian merc.-"Computer...Orb of Ra profile!".-Commanded the ultra teenager.

White Widow´s image disappeared, replaced by a golf-size crystal sphere with strange Egyptian hieroglyphs carved on it. Incredibly old, the writing hadn´t been translated yet, though professor Norton, the former director of the museum, had tried during years, helped by other ancient Egyptian expert´s group. Another photo appeared on the screen, showing doctor Norton and his colleagues...another three men and two women. Regina was one of them.

"So, that's the reason why Regina has been kidnapped....But why is Orb of Ra´s text so important?".-Muttered Ultraboy, while a large version of the Orb of Ra appeared again on the screen, spinning slow around its axis.

Bryce´s eyes began to roam over the shinning hieroglyphs. Little by little, his eyes began to close...sleepy....mesmerized. The muscular ultra hero was again into the museum. Regina, kneeled in front of him, was licking and sucking eagerly his ultra erected 10 inches cock. An indescribable, unbearable pleasure was scorching again every fiber of his incredible muscular body.

A second later, close to his climax, the sculptural White Widow appeared in front of them, aiming him with a pair of oversized "Desert Eagles".-"You arrre disgusting....".-The blonde, dressed in white gunslinger said him before shooting him on the head.

Ultraboy felt his head exploded as his cock also exploded but in a orgasm. Dizzy and stunned, panted in pleasure, the powerful ultra teenager staggered out of the elevator with his cumming virile member pouring his seed on his way.

"Rrreally disgusting!!!".-Said with scorn the silky voice of the Russian merc, shooting him again on the head. The muscular ultra hero felt heavily to the ground barely conscious, heaving in ecstasy due to his climax.

His blurred eyes could see as the White Widow stood at inches of him. Her clingy white attire had disappeared but the merciless blonde was still holding her oversized guns on her hands.-"You arrre finished.....".-The deadly Widow said him ominously, placing her bare right foot on his erected virile member.

"Nnnnooo...ple...pleas......".-Muttered Bryce pathetically. A second later, the nude Russian merc began to shot him again. Five... ten...twenty....fifty times. Her magazines seemed endless. His muscular body jerked, twisted and twitched in agony with every super bullet that him, mauling, breaking his muscles, flesh and bones while Irina´s athletic, voluptuous body shivered with the recoil of every shoot of her.

Finally, after umpteenth bullets, the merciless, blonde Widow stopped shooting the dying ultra teenager. Through his fluttering eyes, Bryce could see as the cruel Irina, staring him with her cold, void eyes, fell in knees at his side. Even through the scorching agony in which every cell of his massively muscular body was sunk, the doomed Ultraboy could feel Widow´s long, silky fingers caressing his amazingly rippling abdominals in their way to his swollen, chiseled pectorals.

"You arrre pathetic....".-White Widow muttered him, with a faint smile on the fleshy lips of her beauty but impassive face, enjoying with the suffering of the fallen ultra teenager.

"I...I am...dead...".-Whispered Bryce, feeling as his live was leaving his powerful body, staring with incredulity the naked, sculptural body of the Russian merc.

Slowly, Irina slid her athletic leg over Bryce´s torso, sitting down on his mauled chest. Then, slowly, her hard, firmly rounded buttocks slid up till her chiseled groins arrived to his broad, muscular neck.

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****, Bryce could feel as her sculptural thighs was beginning to flatten mercilessly his throat while the smell of her inner juices that were beginning to pour from her aroused womanhood hit his nostrils.-"No, Ultraboy.....you are not dead.....yet...".-Whispered White Widow. A second later, a sudden jerk of her mighty legs snapped Bryce´s neck with a resounding crack......

Bryce screamed, heaving and panting in fear, covered in sweat. Confused, the ultra teenager looked around with his eyes wide opened in terror. Seconds later, he realized he was on his secret lair...still alive.-"What...what the...".-The ultra teenager muttered confused. It had been just a nightmare....a very realistic one indeed. Bryce could still feel the pain of the infinite bullets that 'White Widow' had shot him on his dream....and smell the arousal of her moist crotch.

Scared, Ultraboy raised his eyes to see Orb of Ra´s image, still spinning slow on the screen.-"What the hell is it?".-Bryce wondered, staring the sinister hieroglyphs carved on its surface.-"Which kind of secrets hides it?".-Suddenly, a buzz began to sound along the room. The computer had finally found the answer. It had found the place where White Widow had led Regina...or at least, a good place to start their search.

As morning dawns on San Angeles, Ultraboy stood of his armchair, ready to rescue Regina Queen of the claws of White Widow and her boss...though his soul was worried about the Orb of Ra´s nature and its power...and what his unknown opponent wanted to do with it.