A Day Off

It was a few days after the whole Orfila business was put to rest, and thanks to the Healer the Dynamo Family hired you were 100% again. No busted lip, no skull with multiple fractures and no aching balls.

Thanks to the fight your rep had gone through the roof, the other guards and staff members had shown you the recordings and talked about it, online you were blowing up. You'd finally proven you were the toughest bitch out there, no room for debate. You'd no doubt that if you didn't have a contract with the Dynamo's your phone would break from all the calls and messages you'd be getting. But until Jully turned 18 you were on their payroll, and people knew well enough not to even try to take you away. You'd gotten a few dozen emails from people saying they might have a position for you, once your contract was up of course.

You thought that once you'd healed up you'd go straight back to work, and even though your healing went a lot quicker than you thought it'd take, you didn't mind getting back to it. But Blitz pulled you aside and said since the bounty on your head had been cancelled and you'd done such a good job, you were being given the next few days off and you should enjoy yourself.

Now that you found yourself with a lot of free time on your hands there was only a few things you could think of doing.

No.1: Put your winnings from the bet Blitz had put on you into your Account and divvy it up between money and Tokens.

No.2: Go to a bar and drink it

No.3: Find someone and see how much of your cock they could take, and for how long.

Throwing on some comfy casual clothes, you grabbed your keys and told Blitz you were heading to the city for the day. Heading to the garage you climbed into your 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS 454, put on your aviator sunglasses and sighed happily, you'd not been this stress free since you first arrived for the bodyguard job and met Jully. Kicking the engine into life you sat and enjoyed the purr of the engine for a few seconds before leaving the Teller estate and headed for the city.

Once you were on the open road you let the engine roar and raced down it, enjoying some 80's rock ballads and for the first time in a while, you actually laughed as you enjoyed yourself. You hadn't realised how much the job had been stressing you, especially since getting involved with the Orfila's. But now you didn't have a care in the world, you were just having fun and enjoying the song, the wind racing past your window, the sound of the engine and the country side.

You were going to let loose for the first time in a long time.

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Once you got to the city you had to slow down, but even the city traffic couldn't kick you off your high. Sitting in traffic waiting for the light to turn you just smiled to yourself, tapping the wheel while the music played, the song reminding you of the first college party you went to; having a few drinks, dancing with some guy and even getting some. The sex wasn't anything amazing since you were both drunk and horny but you both got off.

Nothing seemed to be able to get rid of your smile today.

Eventually you pulled into a parking garage and paid a Token for your baby to be looked after. Grabbing the suit case which held your half of the winnings you strolled down a few blocks, ducking into a back alley and doubling back, then going random left and rights, seemingly going in random directions.

Which you were.

Because a certain red headed superhero was following you on the best she could.

You could take her out easy, she's in street clothes and just following you at a distance, she'd probably have a few gadgets on her person but nothing that'd help her take you down. Or, you could have some fun with her.

It's not like you planned to go any place that sold anything illegal today, and the other half of the Cape community knew of these buildings and businesses anyway, but didn't do anything to take them down or stop them, cause then things would escalate and just get worse for everyone.

As long as neither side takes things too far, everything will be just fine.

You eventually leave the back alleys and headed across the road to a Cigars, Tobacco & Malt store, which was a cover for an underground bank and vault for people such as yourself. You knew Flying Fox wouldn't come in, but she'd wait all day for you to come out.

"Welcome ma'am, what can I do for you today?" an elderly gentleman behind the counter asked as you stepped up.

"I'd like to make a deposit into my Account, and a smoke and a drink afterwards." You said as you took of your sunglasses and put the briefcase on the counter.

"Very good ma'am, your Account number if you please" pulling out a piece of paper and a pen, he slid them over to you as he pressed a button under the counter, a draw containing a keypad and a hidden panel opening to show a screen.

Writing down your Account name and password, you slid them back to the old man, who typed them in and once it'd been confirmed, he pulled out a box of matches and burned the paper.

"How would you like that deposited?" He asked

"Half money and half Tokens" you told him as you opened the case and turned it towards him.

Taking out the bundles one at a time, he flipped through them to check all the bills were the same and separated the cash into two piles. Typing into the computer the amount for each, he then put the money back into the case, closed it and put it behind the counter. Pressing the button again the keypad and screen when back into their hiding holes and he acted as if the last minute hadn't happened.

"What would you care to partake in ma'am?" He asked

"I'm in the mood to celebrate, I'm thinking a nice fat cigar and a smooth malt to go with it."

A few minutes later, you were sat in the back of the store, slowly puffing away at the most expensive Winston Churchill cigar money could buy, and a bottle of Lagavulin 16 years old single malt scotch sat next to you, with a glass in hand ready to be sipped.

Booze didn't affect you, but this was smooth and delicious so even you took your time and enjoyed it.

There were half a dozen other men and women in the backroom along with you, all of you enjoyed the taste of the tobacco and the booze, some were reading the paper, a couple were talking quietly to each other and the rest, like you, were just enjoying the peace and quiet and the chance to relax.

For the next hour, you just enjoyed cigar after cigar, and glass after glass of Lagavulin until the bottle was empty. As you stepped out the store you were still smiling, not just because of the good smokes and drinks, but because Flying Fox was still waiting for you, like you expected.

You walked at a pleasant pace down the street, heading to a bar. This time not just to drink, but to find someone to pick up and have a good time with. It wasn't even midday yet, but in this city, you could find anything you wanted 24/7, if you knew where to look.

and of course, Flying Fox followed you.

You headed to the nearest mall, you weren’t exactly trying to hide from Flying Fox, even if you were it would've been difficult, considering how tall you are, how muscular you are and how big your tits are. You literally stood out in a crowd.

Once inside you browsed a few stores, just to annoy your stalker, before heading to an elevator that had a sign on it that said "Out Of Order" over the buttons. Ignoring it, you pulled out a Token and slid it into the disguised slot, the doors opening immediately and as you stepped in, everyone else in the mall ignored it, except a little kid who tried to point it out to their mother, but she ignored them.

As the doors closed, the elevator moved downwards automatically, not even having any buttons on the inside, once they opened it revealed a long fancy hallway that at the end had a pair of fancy looking doors with two doormen in front of them, looking professional as you walked up to them.

One held up their hand to stop you, while the other gave a quick pat down of you to check for weapons, before stepping aside and they let you in.

Behind the fancy looking double doors was a large room split into two, the upstairs was more like a nightclub, you could see the lights changing and people dancing behind the glass though no music was heard. The floor you were on was more like a classic bar for a calmer atmosphere, though there was still plenty of chatter to be heard.

Walking up to the bar and sitting on a stool you ordered a glass of Black Label, and that's when it all started.

"Oh my god, you're Atalanta!" You heard someone say, turning to face them you were surprised to look at a girl who, while had dressed up and put make up on to look older, definitely wasn't old enough to drink, just like Jully the girl was underage and getting into places she shouldn't be. "I saw your fight against InvinciBelle, you were incredible, and that ending was epic!"

The girl was fair skinned and had her brown hair tied back tight, her clothes certainly suited the place and she was cute no doubt, but if you went home with her there'd be more than just Caped heroes knocking down your door

"Thanks kid" you said as the barman served you your drink and you took a swig, the girl jumping into the empty stool next to you

"The move with your elbow into her fist, throwing her across the room by her hair, and that last second turn around just goes to show what you can do with a level head and a lot of experience in this business, I bet a woman of your experience could show a rookie like me a... lot of things" the girl smiled and leaned on the bar, crossing her legs and trying to do a seductive pose and sultry tones.

You nearly spit out your drink as you try to hold back your laughter, hiding it behind your genuine **** as you use a napkin to quickly wipe up your spilt drink. The girls' pickup lines and technique could do with some work, but God loves a trier.

"Not bad kid, not bad. As corny as that line was coming from someone who knows what she's doing it might've sounded charming, or endearing at least." Singling to the barman for another drink, you look at the girl and see was looked slightly annoyed, though she tried to hide it and she was doing a bad job at it. "How old are you, 16? How'd you even get a Token to get in here?"

"I'm 17!" The girl said sounded insulted "And... I did a small job a few weeks back, got me a few Tokens, thought I'd enjoy myself" she'd dropped the fan girl pleasant voice, and the "Seductive" voice, and was talking to you like she normally would. Glancing at her you'd guessed she'd had her 17th not too long ago. The problem was someone had hired her for Cape work, when the Rules strictly forbade such a thing.

"Look kid, I'm not going to tell you how to "enjoy" yourself with those Tokens, but just so you know, no one in a place that uses them is going to pick you up, or put you on their team or hire you for more work. I'd stay away from the person who hired you as well, there's Rules in place to stop it from happening, and if they're willing to hire someone underage then they're no good and not trustworthy. You're lucky to be alive, especially if they hired you for Cape work"

With a panicked look on her face, she quickly tried to correct you "No, they didn't hire me for anything dangerous, it's just... well," holding out her hand to you as if handing something over, you saw some light shine out of the palm of her hand, it looked like the aurora borealis you'd seen in pictures and movies. "All I can do is pretty much make light shows, they told me to sit outside, keep an eye on the place and if it looked like any trouble was coming their way, I put on a light show then get outta there. I earned 5 Tokens just to sit on my ass for an hour"

As the barman gave you another drink and you sipped it, you had to admit a job like that was more a grey area. The kid wasn't officially hired, she was in no real danger, knew nothing of the job and even told to get away if it seemed like trouble was brewing. Hell, half the street informants were just kids that were given a Token for good info.

"Well, you got lucky this time kid; I wouldn't risk it again if I were you. What're you doing in a bar anyway? Thought you'd try the Virgin Vodka?"

"Virgin Vodka?... You mean water?" the kid asked with a confused look on her face

"Got it one, kid" you smirked as you down your drink and turned to face her "Where you serious about being picked up?"

"Well... maybe" she said looking away and trying to seem like she didn't care and wasn't serious "I thought... if I got some proper training before other people, I'd have a shot at a good job, make some good connections, you know"

"Yeah I do, but as I said, no one's going to hire a minor. It's against the Rules. As for the other thing, I'd aim for someone closer to your age"

"...Guess it was pretty stupid of me to come here, huh?" the girl said after a minute of silence

"Depends if you like the atmosphere, and they even have a piano in the corner" putting on a bad impression you said the famous misquoted line from Casablanca "Play it again Sam." which earned you a confused look from the girl, making you sigh is disappointment that the classics were being forgotten. "Nevermind, but if you really want to work in this business, I'd save a couple of Tokens if I were you, and wait till you're 18. You might be inexperienced, but you'll be hireable"

Smiling to herself, the girl hopped off the stool and faced you.

"Yeah, you're probably right. At least the day wasn't a complete waste, I got to meet you. Can I erm... Can I take a selfie?"

Laughing to yourself you left her, pulling her into your lap and as she took the photo of you both, you noticed she'd angled the phone just right to her head into your tits.

As the girl walked away from you and left the bar, you turned back to the bar and was about to order another drink when two black girls in dressed that showed off just enough flesh and cleavage to tell everyone that they wanted fun, but they weren't up for it from just anyone, approached you.

"Sorry, but are you really Atalanta?" one of them asked, she'd shaved her hair away and gone for a bald look, while her friend went the opposite and had a respectably sized afro, as you looked at them you couldn't stop your eyes being drawn to their cleavage, which there certainly was plenty of. What also caught your attention was the bald woman held a lot of animal tattoos over her body, that you could see.

"I am" you confirmed, signalling to the barman again and trying to play it cool with the two, definitely legal, women

"The strongest woman in the world, I can't believe it" the woman with the afro gushed, eyeing you up "Hey, I heard you ripped off Madam Crocodile's arm and **** fed it to her, is it true?"

"Nah, I only beat her with the wet end until she cried uncle"

giggling and talking amongst each other, you let them continue as you were delivered another drink

"Is it true you punted DodgeBall so high up he got hit by a passing plane?" the afro girl asked

Thinking back, you tried to remember if there was a hero or villain that stupidly used the name "DodgeBall" as their moniker. That's when it clicked in your mind, it was in one of the first few jobs you did for Blitz, some idiot whose power was to basically bounce off stuff and gain more speed, and of course, **** with each bounce was trying to pin you down and take you out. Blitz was busy with someone else and the rest of the crew was either taken down or tied up, you couldn't remember if they were literally or not.

DodgeBall was coming straight at you and in a moment of blind panic, you did the only thing you could think of, and kicked them as hard as you could straight up and out of the building. It surprised the other team enough for Blitz and his group to get the upper hand and you all managed to escape.

When you told Blitz what happened afterwards, he was in tears he was laughing so hard.

"Dunno about the plane, but yeah they were coming straight at me so I kicked them as hard as I could straight up and out of the building, surprised their team as well so me and my crew won." You decided to leave out the part where you panicked like the pure rookie you were.

"Is it true you've also got a foot long dick that can stay hard than steel for hours" the bald one asked straight up, without missing a beat and with pride you answered just as straight forwards/

"Yep." as you downed your drink

Smiling at each other, the woman with the afro pulled out a card from her purse and put it on the bar next to you

"This is where we're staying, if you want some fun tonight come to our room in an hour, or if you want some fun any other night it's got our number. I'm sure a... big girl, like you is pretty busy these days. I'm Vibe, and this is Tats" she introduced herself and her friend "Hope to see you soon" she purred in your ear as they both left.

Picking up the card you slipped it into your pocket as you were joined by someone else, he was much smaller than the pair that'd just left you and looked a lot more delicate, but the want and need in his voice and eyes told you everything

"I may not have what they have, but I promise you I can take it just as well as them, if not better"

Turning to look at the voice you were surprised, a flat chest, wide hips, smooth legs and a beautiful face wearing a Chinese style dress told you everything you needed to know about this femme fatale boi.

You weren't to judge, especially since you were a muscular amazon with a cock that could break steel

"I want to ride that cock too, so here's my card and give me a call anytime sweetie, I'll treat you like the queen you are" Placing their card on the bar next to you, the 5 and a half foot boi hopped off the stool and walked away, their plump, firm ass grabbing your attention as they did.

"What even is today?" You chuckled to yourself as you slid the other card int your pocket, a certain red head sliding onto the stool graciously as she said

"Your lucky one" she smiled at you

As you and Flying Fox talked for a while, you let her hit on you and of course, gave er no hint that you knew who she really was. Sometime later she dropped hints that maybe the both of you should leave, which brought a question forward.

Who should you hit up tonight?

The two black girls

the femboi fatale

or stick with Flying Fox and see what she had planned