Valiant gets his revenge.

Even after being stripped to her birthday suit, and paraded naked for half a dozen camera crews, to see her favorite victim, Valiant, awaiting her in the lobby, all decked out in his domino mask and form-fitting costume, is what makes Dahlia break. That triumphantly smug look on his handsome face. It’s an almost evil expression, like the hero’s already having fond memories of stripping her naked and tying her up for the world to mock.

Nathan smiles as he watches this bare-assed woman rile in anger. Then he boops her nose, just to rub it in.

While Dahlia attempts to lunge out at him, a middle aged woman in a trench coat walks up from deeper inside the station coming abreast the sadistic super-man. As Dahlia loses her footing, the older lady gives her a few good spanks for her troubles, saying, “Don’t touch that young man, you crook! I’ve known damn well what you’ve done to folks in my city— don’t make me tan your hide!”

This is the Astroville police chief, whaling away at Morningstar’s ass for reasons more personal than ought to be discussed. She considers each swat against that paper-white butt a little bit of revenge for her son.

The hard-hewn lines in her face only grow softer once the police chief regards the heroic hunk beside her, letting go of the perp to address him. “Valiant, you’ve done us a great service today. My force has tried to get this girl for months, and you’ve given her to us on your own. I might be upset with you if I weren’t so relieved.”

“Thank you, Chief Miller, it’s an honor, but…” Valiant says, deferentially outstretching a hand to the door, “I couldn’t have caught Dahlia without Astroville’s two newest heroes.”

On their cue, Shinobi and Demolitia walk into the station, clad in updated costumes. Princess’ regular destruction crew theme has a few new frills and lacy accents along the edges of her scanty leotard, while Harriet is sporting a domino mask that shows off the deep scars on her lips, but not an inch of skin from the neck down— despite her huge mammaries trying to break free.

Both super-women blush as they step forth, adjusting their new duds in self-consciousness while they greet the police chief; unsure how to act on the right side of the law.

“Heh, it’s always good to see new faces around here, fighting for justice and sappy shit like that.” Miller says, giving each woman a firm handshake and tiny smile, “I’ve got a reward for you three, and I think you’ll really appreciate it.”

Feeling somewhat over-appreciated, Princess says, “Oh, but we couldn’t—“

“—No, no, don’t worry, it’s nothing big… I just figured you’d like some pictures with all these criminals you caught.” Miller interjects with a twinkle in her eye, “Maybe let Ms.Morningstar find out what a nude photoshoot feels like? I’ll grab my camera.”

All three heroes take a look over at the naked, handcuffed procession of super-baddies and feel their grins stretch from ear to ear. Pussy, tits, ass, dick— An entire nude calendar’s worth of sexy super villains…

With positively evil expressions—and a camera close behind—they walk towards a blushing, begging, gagged Dahlia.

This is going to be fun.

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Later, on an evening news report.

“And so it was found, our star reporter Dahlia Morningstar was orchestrating the biggest criminal conspiracy Astroville has yet seen.” Angelica Marigold speaks in her professional tone, “The list of people who fell victim to her machinations is not yet conclusive, but the city can rest easy knowing she’s behind bars.”

The picture Valiant took with a handcuffed Dahlia pops on screen, the smallest censor bars possible keeping the broadcast ‘family safe’, while Marigold continues, “We have three noble heroes to thank for her capture and indictment. We’re glad to have you on our side Demolitia, and good night Astroville.”

Princess, Nathan and Harriet snuggle together on a love seat, watching the report end with big, stupid grins on their faces. The hunk between the two ex-bad girls asks if they’d like to rewatch it again.

Shinobi, admiring their deal that Nathan’d stay naked when he’s home by letting her eyes travel down his muscular chest, says, “Ah’ think twice is enough for one night, Luv.”

Grabbing Nathan by the crotch with her calloused hand, Demolitia purrs, “Yeah, I know I had something else in mind~”

The man lets out a submissive squeak as Princess crawls atop him, accompanied by a nervous smile etching across his handsome face when Harriet licks the side of his head. His ninja whips out some rope to bind his wrists, while his one-woman destruction derby slings him over her shoulder like a damsel in distress— even groping his pert, exposed ass.

Nathan starts protesting his maltreatment, kicking and wiggling in Princess’ vastly more powerful grip, until Harriet shuts the boy up with a kiss. Both lustful ladies slam their naked hunk onto a bed, and tie him down like the damsel he is.

Demolitia giggles and grins at her boyfriend’s defenseless cock standing rigid just for her and Shinobi, then casts her gaze up to his timid smile. The Amazonian coos to her whimpering, gagged Boytoy, “Aww, Looks like somebody could use a hero.”

As Nathan blushes another shade redder, his girlfriend says, “Demolitia to the rescue~” and turns out the lights.