Serum Hell

London, UK, January 1944, 3:47 a.m.

Peggy’s house was filled with the smell of blood, sweat and sexual fluids.

**Peggy Carter**, the British captain, lay on her back on the bed; her wrists were bound to the bedposts with an SOE leather belt. Her body was a sexual-war machine:

• **187cm** tall, broad, muscular shoulders, **100F** heavy, blood-filled breasts that rose and fell with every breath, their dark pink tips hardened like two razors, blood-stained from Howard’s gas.

• **56cm** waist, a deep-lined eight-pack, **106cm** round, muscular buttocks, red and bruised from beatings.

• Her vagina was completely shaved, her lips were swollen and red, her clitoris was **2cm** prominent and throbbing, wet with lust and blood.

• Her back hole was wide, red, slippery with Howard's fluids and her own.

**Howard Stark** stood by the table, his leather jacket torn, his face covered in scratches and Peggy's bites, his penis, veins protruding, his head wet with water and blood.

"You've become a sexual monster, Carter. Now I want to see how much you can take."

Peggy smiled, her eyes red and wild, her teeth stained with Howard's blood.

"Come on, Stark. Tear me apart. I'm a supersoldier, not a doll."

Howard unbuckled the leather belt from Peggy's ankles, but only to slam her into the wall. Peggy jumped in one motion, throwing Howard to the ground, landing on her face. Her pussy was pressed against Howard’s mouth, her clitoris inside his. Howard thrust his tongue in, but Peggy slammed her hips, crushing Howard’s face.

“Put your tongue in deeper… damn, bite!”

Howard sank his teeth into the lips of Peggy’s pussy, blood came. Peggy screamed, her first orgasm like an explosion – her water gushing down Howard’s face, drowning him. But she didn’t stop, she grabbed Howard’s hair, pressed his face deeper into her pussy.

She stood up, threw Howard on the table. She took his cock, rubbed the head against her pussy, then suddenly pushed him in all the way. The walls of her pussy locked like a clamp around Howard’s cock.

“Faster… damn, I’m going to tear!”

Howard grabbed Peggy’s buttocks, dug his nails into her skin, blood came. Peggy screamed, her second orgasm coming – her pussy tightening, her juices spilling onto Howard’s stomach.

But it wasn’t enough.

Peggy shifted position, on all fours on the floor, her hips raised.

“From behind… both holes… with a fist.”

Howard thrust his cock into her pussy, his fist into Peggy’s back hole – **four fingers, then a full fist**. Peggy screamed, pain and pleasure all at once.

“More… damn, tear me apart!”

Howard thrust his fist in and out, Peggy’s back hole widening, blood and fluid gushing out. Peggy reached down, rubbed herself, inserted a finger into her pussy – **two full holes**. Her third orgasm came at the same time as Howard’s ejaculation – Howard exploded inside her pussy, hot and full, his fluid spilling out of Peggy’s pussy and dripping onto the floor.

But my head was still burning.

Peggy lifted Howard up, slammed him against the wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist, Howard's cock thrust back into her vagina. The wall shook with the **** of the blows. Peggy's breasts swayed in Howard's face, he grabbed them, bit their nipples - **till they bled**.

"Bite...harder!"

Howard sank his teeth into Peggy's nipples, tore off a piece of skin. Peggy screamed, her fourth orgasm came - her cum poured onto the floor.

Hours passed. The **** increased:

• **Peggy hanging from the ceiling pipes**, Howard whipped her hips with a leather belt, then entered her vagina from below, her breasts swaying, her cum poured onto Howard's face.

• **Howard on the floor**, Peggy sat on her face, her cunt on his mouth, her back hole on Howard's cock – **two holes full**, Howard's fist inside her cunt, successive orgasms until ****.

• **Peggy on the table**, legs apart, Howard traced lines on her thighs with a lab knife, licked the blood, his tongue inside her cunt, his fist inside her back hole, until Peggy screamed from the continuous orgasms and the walls shook.

Finally, as dawn approached, Peggy's body was still throbbing. Her cunt was wet from the constant contractions, her back hole full of Howard's fluid and blood. She lay on the floor, legs apart, their fluid mixed together spilling over her stomach and breasts.

Howard fell beside her, panting, his face full of gas and blood.

"You... you're a sex demon, Carter."

Peggy smiled, inserted her finger into her vagina, drew out the liquid, and rubbed it on Howard's wounds.

"And you are my sacrifice, Stark. Every night... until the war is over... or until one of us dies."

In the Cold War that was to come, this deadly lust would fuel their victories—Peggy's intelligence, Howard's genius, and a body that would never die.