Lose for Ella

Your mind focuses on Ella's face. Her approval makes your blood boil. Knowing this would show how loyal and pathetic you are as her boyfriend. Gucci hits you square in the chin. A knockout punch makes your knees buckle underneath your skin. You hit the forest floor. Guggi celebrating, his Jersey accent rang louder than anything. "Hell yeah. Fucking a trash hero. No wonder they brought you underground. The teacher knows you are shit."

Gucci screaming out like a happy winner. You know Ella will reward you later on with her cock between your ass cheeks or letting you worship her shemale sissy manhood. Your eyes flutter for a second going into uncomfortable unconsciousness. You hoped Ella would reward you later.

You woke up in a cozy hospital bed. Your head slightly pounding. As you try to sit up, a grey-haired beauty nurse said. "No, sir. Let me do that." The older cougar lifting you. Her hot tits hanging out for anyone to grab. She hid her hot body against the softness of her clothing. Her age and beauty are shown off in the bright white room.

"What happened to Guggi." You speak to the sexy mature lady, having a burning need to ask if Ella won or lost her battle with Abe.

She said. "He advanced to the conference finals. He's against a lady I believe."

You try to stand up to tell Ella about his weakness. "I have to go."

The nurse holds you down. Her older hand touches your chest. "No sir, you can't. Doctor orders are to keep you here until you heal up."

You lying back down. Your Mistress waiting for you. Knowing Ella will want to talk about Guggi's weakness. The nurse hands you a cup of warm liquid. You look up at her hot MILF face, still pretty for a woman in her late fifties and early sixties. The drink from the cup immediately feels your body warming up. As your headache disappears.

"Continue drinking this sir. It will fix any wound or pain in a matter of seconds. It is part of my healing powers. It is great for any body pain, scorching headaches, and other weaker injuries. It can't heal a cut-off arm or bring you back from **** touch. So be careful in combat." She moves over to a table picking up a tray of food. You couldn't tell if she trying to be provocative by bending low, showcasing she still had some junk in her truck. Enough to grip when fucking her. You throw the idea away when she puts the food in front of you.

"May I ask what happened to Ella?"

She nods. "Yeah, she's in the room next to you. She lost in the same round as you. But she doing okay. She'll be out here eating shortly. Mmm, her opponent Abe Washington I heard ran through her." You have an idea of how that could have happened. As your strength returns. You thought about helping your Mistress.

"Can I please talk with her?" The nurse nodded after you drank another cup of healing potion. You never heard of healing powers in the Hero world. Never about people on Hero teams, or famous supes who didn't make it in this life. The nurse helped you up and walk you over to the next room. Ella sit up and eat the food you didn't.

The nurse left letting you mingle again. Ella smiled as you could see the redness of her sore back and her inner thigh. Her hand reaches touching your hand. A cute playful whimsical expression on her face.

You speak in a low tone taking in the pain she is in. "Mistress. Gucci's weakness is his head. Smack him once and he should go out. He does have huge strength capabilities." You sitting next to her. Your hand reaches out touching the red marks.

She nods. "That could have helped if Abe didn't beat the shit out of me. His punches are like getting slapped by a goddamn freight train. Mmm, my cunt is killing me." Ella looks you in the eyes as your hand glides over her welted flesh.

"Do it hurt Mistress."

"No.. the pain is gone. The redness and purple gashes are still there. But I'm feeling good. A senior came in and pressed his hands on my body. Touching my injuries and taking away the damage."

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