A plan for vengeance is hatched

It had taken a couple days, but Nathan is finally on his feet without his the assistance of his super suit. In no small part thanks to Demolitia’s unwavering support and coddling of the boy, he’s showing every sign of a full physical recovery. If only the same could be said about his emotions…

Nathan refused to posture like he did before, his grit and bravado eroded by trauma, but there is a new fire in the man’s eyes, a strength different from his old facade. Once a truly upright champion, Valiant is going to start fighting a lot dirtier.

The three spurned supers are planning for vengeance. Swift, unmerciful, humiliating vengeance.

Dahlia Morningstar better watch herself.

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In the depths of a buxom woman’s apartment, The chalk hits the slate.

Harriet’s boobs strain the fabric of her pajama top; Nathan knows because they’re pressing so pleasantly into his shoulder, and threatening to spill. Plus he was wearing the same thing: A pair of tight booty shorts—that showed off his dick’s outline super clearly—and a scanty pajama top.

Although McNinja’d suffered the least at the hands of the women who hurt her friends, Shinobi is at least as angry with them, and asks Nathan for more of the revenge plan, “Come on, Babe, where’re we hittin’ these crooks? At least tell me who’s on first.”

He uses her hand to help him up from his seat, and looks right into her scarred face as he replies, “Dahlia is the number one target. Myra is number two. I’m waiting till Princess is here to give the details, but you are going to love it.”

Almost as if she were summoned by name, the leggy brunette passes through the archway, smiling when she sees Valiant standing upright. They (and Harriet) have been having sex like animals since bunking up together, but as Demolitia crosses the room to her sexy guy-friend, the former villainess remembers what really helps people get better. And it isn’t the blowjob she gave him earlier.

Upon reaching the sexily-dressed hunk, she gives him a tender kiss on the forehead, wrapping the smaller man in her big, strong arms. As she holds him, his hands reach the small of her back, and Nathan lets himself rest on her shoulder, planting small kisses on her neck.

The level of comfort this man in her arms shows is almost inconceivable. Just thinking about this wonderful guy being tied up, humiliated, violated and raped… Princess couldn’t allow her Nathan to ever be hurt like that again.

Not ending their tender embrace, but pulling back just enough to see his face, Demolitia asks, “So what’s the plan?”

“Well…” he gives her a flash of those smoldering eyes, “it all starts with her.”