Chasing Miss Sinister

"So, explain to me again" You ask Sharon Carter as you both watch the seemingly normal business office in Ohio.

"This company has been financing Hydra activities, I am sure. I found evidence in one of the watchdogs I have in tax haven countries. But I couldn't complete the trail from there, so I need someone in" You nod. Sharon was looking great, with a light tan and little braids in her hair, but like any workaholic she threw herself back to work as soon as she came from her honeymoon with Steve.

"Alright. So why not just have the Black Widow or the Moon Knight go in there and get it for you?" She froze the image. Then amplified the starless sky. And again. Until you saw the faint outline of a drone flying above. "They are good. I recognize this, it is S.H.I.E.L.D. technology." She turned off the screen, and everything goes dark.

You look at her puzzled. "They were about to find us. Lets give it a ten than resume. So, what is wrong with you?"

You weren't acting strange. Your encounter with the Sisterhood is still bugging you, a couple of weeks later, but you though you were doing a good job in pretending you were okay. Obviously, that wasn't the case. You tell her what happened, how you have been manipulated by Ms Sinister, used as some kind of breeding stallion for who knows what nefarious end. She is sympathetic... but rather than leaving at that, she says "What did you say her name was?"

"Claudine Renko" You answer. She turns her computers back on, but rather than resume surveillance, she begins tapping various databases. "No criminal records. At least under that name. Is that the woman?" you nod, it was the gorgeous brunette, less the strange red diamond on her forehead and pale skin. Credit score. Medical records. Books she read. Various internet accounts she hadn't tapped in more than three years. Relatives. She was filed as a missing person by a relative. The wealth of information is tremendous.

One of the screens was flipping through hundreds of thousands of photos, until they find a match of her besides Sebastian Shaw. "CEO of Shaw Industrials. Crooked to the core." She searched a little more "But unlikely to be her current partner. But still..."

The speed she works is amazing. Multiple analyzes going on at once, she discard dead ends and pick up other angles. She eventually comes up with a picture of an abandoned Shaw industries facility. "Let's try it here" She pulls up a bunch of security footage, all going fast forward as her software scans for the face of Claudine, or the other known members of the Sisterhood. And she does find it, a picture of Lady Mastermind shopping for grocery. "Would you mind being a sweetheart and getting Steve please?"

The Secret Avengers assemble. "Security is tight. Chances of infiltration are slim. Known targets include Spiral, Lady Deathstrike, Chimera, Mastermind, Lady Mastermind and Miss Sinister. Many of them are telepaths. Apotheosis, we will need you on the field to protect us. Valkyre, you hold Spiral. War Machine, give air support, stay away from Lady Deathstrike. I will hold her while you all take down any of the others. Expect heavy gunfire." The briefing continued for a while.

It was a waste of time. Not because it was the wrong place, on the contrary, it was the right place. But you didnt face the Sisterhood of Mutants, instead a legion of their poorly formed clones greeted you, and all thoughts of surgical fighting was abandoned to instead unleash a barrage of your combined powers. Your heart boils with fury, but you still hold back enough sense to fight heroically, protecting your companions from the series of feeble mind attacks these clones gave.

The originals were inside, their pregnancy early, but it still rendered them powerless. They surrender without a fight. You detect Claudine in another room, perhaps willing to surrender too. Or holding another trap. You decide to not give her the chance, and directly attack her mind, locking you both in astral combat.

Your subconscious choice of terrain is a huge medieval battlefield, the dead littered the landscape as far as the eyes could see. Valkyrie's influence? perhaps. You are armed for combat, armor, spear and shield. Claudine is dressed in what could only be described as a leather lingerie, her breasts almost popping out of her tight corset, briefs that barely cover her pubic hair, and high boots that reach past her knee. Two large earrings in the form of crosses. She is sitting on a chair that you didn't create, sipping tea.

"Ah, I knew you would want to talk first" her cocky voice, you hurl your spear, shattering her sitting place in several pieces. She flies away. "Come on, I know you aren't a quick shot. Did you forget about foreplay?"

"We are putting an end to your evil scheme now" You say in grandiose tone, feeling every inch the hero. Your cause was righteous, this was what you were created to do.

"Really? Everything you did up to this point was strictly according to my plans, Lucius. What makes you think this is any different?" You feel the bow and arrows forming in your hands, take aim, and fire. And again, and again. You miss each shot, but only because of her **** maneuvering.

"You know nothing, Sinister. About me, or anything" Your shot goes stray, and she is momentarily stunned. The clouds darken, and a thunderbolt strikes down her form. It is just the first of many, until her astral body is churned.

"I created this battlefield. You are persistent like a cockroach, but I will smash you Sinister." You come closer, again spear and shield. She roars her outrage, reforming her body, but her tentative to claw you is parried. Again and again. You thrust with your spear, and trespass her body. You feel an almost sexual bliss. You see her eyes for what you think will be one last time.

She smiles.

You groan. The landscape changed completely. You are tied to a silken bed, the room beyond is too dark to see. The spear that you have piercing Miss Sinister is in fact your engorged cock in her tight pussy, it just feels like you had both came, her juices coating your manhood. But your erection still continues, and she also appears to eagerly want more.

Her pussy is tightening marvelously around you. You focus, trying to control the astral world, but she had somehow wrestled control from you. Her luscious legs,her glorious large globes of flesh. This woman reeked sex in every possible way. She was a manipulative bitch who tricked you time and again.

And damn she was a good fuck. Your shaft continues to pierce her as she gallops your body, smearing your mixed fluids over your crotch. Fuck, you cant be such a sex addict that your mind can't escape a fantasy. You admit to yourself you did want to fuck the hot villain, but damn, you hate the bitch.

"Damn, yes! keep fucking me, Lucius! Shove that awesome dick of yours in me! Wow, you are..." You try thinking about anything else. Politics. Sports. Whatever. But her body feels scorching against yours. She kisses you. You keep your lips closed. She doesn't have that red diamond on her forehead anymore. She wiggles and moans freely as she feels you inside her.

Her orgasm is beautiful. It is a mixture of a crescendo in her moans with a laugh so pure it shatters through the wall of hatred you build around your mind. You notice your torn uniform. The com is missing. This didnt feel like a mental representation of you, it felt like ~you~.

Claudine Renko's orgasm lasted several minutes. You wonder what your team mates are doing. She rests on your chest, like a satisfied lover, with your stiff cock still buried in her.

"He is gone." She says in a young, jovial tone. She unties your arms. You are so stunned you dont know what to say. "Sinister. He is gone. I am me again" She says as if that explained it all.