The masked Liberatrix finds her first target

Stepping out the door Felicia tightened her cape around her neck before gleefully setting off towards the beach. She'd always been a competitive person and the idea of beating these DKM douchebags at their own game really put a spring in her step. As she headed down the dusty roads back towards the coast she was surprised how little attention anyone paid to her strange garb and the strap on in her hand. "With DKM around maybe they've seen weirder." She thought.

Felicia turned the corner round the last row of houses on to the beach front and was immediately greeted with the sight of her first "damsel in distress". Walking next to her brunette friend was a curvaceous redhead, with a red handprint on her ass and a blue DKM above it. Running after her Felicia shouted "Halt, fair maiden. I seek to aid you!" She'd intended to sound like something between Zorro and Robin Hood but it was closer to puss-in-boots from Shrek. The two girls turned to her voice in confusion, a confusion that only grew as they saw the cape wearing, bikini clad girl running towards them.

When she drew close Felicia saw the redhead had striking blue eyes and a spray of freckles across her cheeks while her friend had brown eyes, a slightly turned up nose, and, most noticeably, a truly impressive pair of tits that strained against her strappy bikini. "Er…" Felicia began, not really having planned this far ahead. "Fair Maiden! I see that you bear the mark of those DKM brutes upon your skin!" She adlibbed, hoping crude memories of a couple college improv classes would be enough to carry her through.

"Yeah, I guess I do. They really did a number on me." The redhead replied, blushing while her friend rolled her eyes. Before Felicia could speak again the brunette interrupted her. "What are you supposed to be?" She asked coldly, frowning at Felicia's costume.

"I'm glad you asked." Felicia smirked. "For I am the masked Liberatrix, sworn enemy of the DKM and liberator of women!" The redhead giggled and clapped "That's so cool!" she exclaimed, before her friend cut in again "But you're not wearing a mask?"

Felicia thought for a moment before explaining "I don't need one! Those DKM ruffians don't frighten me. Even if they saw my face they could never catch me." The brunette rolled her eyes while her friend laughed again.

"So, Liberatrix, how do you *liberate* girls?" The redhead asked, smiling broadly. Felicia grinned back at her, slowly pulling her hand out from behind her billowing cape. "With..." She paused for dramatic effect before the big reveal. "THIS!" she shouted, holding the strap on proudly before their faces. The brunette rolled her eyes again and muttered "Of course." The redhead meanwhile looked intrigued, with a mischievous smirk and a twinkle in her eye.

"I liberate you the same way they claimed you. " Felicia explained, locking eyes with the curious redhead. She opened her mouth to speak but the brunette interrupted again. "Oh come on Naomi, again? You're going to leave me to fuck a stranger twice in one day?" She almost yelled at the redhead, evidently Naomi.

"You heard the Liberatrix Charlotte. She can liberate me so I'm not DKM property anymore."

"You WANTED to be their property! You begged him to make you his bitch!"

"Yeah well, when I said that I was getting my brains fucked out. You studied law, there's no way a contract signed when you're getting dicked down is legally binding. They never got you so you don't need liberating, I just want you to wait for me."

Charlotte continued to glare at her friend, stubbornly refusing to budge until Naomi gave her the puppy dog eyes. "Oh pleeeaase Charlotte? I'll be quick I promise." She asked, sweetly pouting. For a moment it looked like it wouldn't work, until Charlotte crumbled.

"Fine." She sighed, barely restraining a smile.

"Yay!" Naomi exclaimed, turning back to Felicia, who had just stood in awkward quiet while the girls bickered." Oh, Liberatrix?" She asked breathily, biting her lip. "My poor pussy has been defiled by a big DKM dick! Can you please help me?"

"Of course my dear. That's my speciality." Felicia replied, chivalrously playing her role to a T.

"I hope you liberate me hard!" Naomi continued her dirty talk, her hands caressing the strap-ons shaft even as Felicia held it. "I want you to liberate me hard and fast and make me forget all about the huge DKM cock that pumped me with cum!"

Felicia wasn't a lesbian but Naomi's words and the booze she drank earlier were combining and making her feel... Something. She looked around for somewhere secluded to take Naomi to "liberate" her but Naomi caught her looking and suddenly exclaimed.

"Ohmygod. Do it here! Liberate me right here in the street. Show all those DKM jerks who's really in charge in this town!" The exhibitionist idea sent a jolt through Felicia, making her whole body and especially her nether regions tingle. Charlotte looked mortified but the idea was tempting to Felicia's intoxicated mind. She was about to give in and start putting the strap-on on right there in the street but she glimpsed a changing room sign pointing down a flight of stairs. That would surely be enough privacy, but the idea of "liberating" Naomi in the street was still tempting.