Sydney Savage mingled deftly with the chatting, laughing guests, slipping gracefully through the sometimes tightly packed party-goers, a half-empty crystal vial of champagne held lightly in her right hand.
The party was a gathering for some of the world's most notorious mercenaries and weapons dealers, this party was a pre-event, designed to get the dictators, drug lords, and other buyers loosened up before the sales pitches began.
Sydney gratefully left the clusters of party-goers and ascended a long, spiral staircase made of streaked white marble. Sydney fit in perfectly wearing a body-hugging black evening gown that glittered like a cloud of silver stars as she moved. The ebony gown plunged down the front to her navel as well as displaying a long oval of creamy tanned flesh from the nape of her slender neck to the tight swells of her buttocks. Sydney could feel the hungry eyes of the dictators and other villains upon her, she enjoyed the attention, if they saw her as just another party favor they would underestimate her, and give her the opening she needed to complete her mission.
"Sorry, Miss, no one is allowed past these stairs," smiled a tall, muscular guard dressed in the navy blue of the Hammer Empire, a new player on the Underworld scene.
Sydney pouted with practiced ease and trailed a tapered finger over the crimson armband that the burly guard wore over his bulging left bicep. "I'm ever so sorry, sir. I just wanted a look from a second floor balcony, I hear that there's going to be a wonderful fireworks display before the auctioning begins."
"I have my orders, Miss. Please return to the party," replied the guard, apparently unmoved by Sydney's flirtations, although his dark brown eyes did linger repeatedly upon Sydney's plunging cleavage.
Sydney quickly decided that she would need to turn up the heat. "You could escort me to a balcony, we could watch the fireworks together, then you could walk me back to the others..," purred Sydney, brushing her body against the blushing soldier, her hands lightly caressing the tall guard's shoulders.
The guard glanced at his squadmates, both of them were snickering behind their gloved hands. Visibly struggling to regain his composure, the Hammer soldier looked down at Sydney, took her right hand, set it on his left forearm, and guided Syd away from the snickering, elbowing guards remaining on-station.
"I suppose it won't hurt to let you watch the fireworks," murmured the giant, flashing Sydney a friendly grin.
"What's your name, sir?" asked Sydney, playing the bubble-headed partygirl to the hilt, snuggling against the guard's left arm.
"Captain Michael Maxim," answered the blue-coated soldier as he led Sydney down a wood-paneled, richly carpeted hallway. They took a door to the right, it was a guest room, the bed already turned down, its diaphanous curtains swaying gently in the cool breeze wafting in through the open balcony window-doors.
Sydney walked onto the balcony while Maxim closed the bedroom door behind them. Syd set her hands upon the balcony's stone rail, the other guests were filing out onto the back lawn, men in dark suits and young women in sheer, sparkling gowns that outshone hers. Sydney looked over her shoulder at Maxim when he joined her, the soldier was going to be tough, and time was running out.
"You didn't tell me your name, Miss," smiled the captain, resting his left hand over Sydney's slim fingers.
"Sydney," smiled back Syd just as the first brilliant green explosions blossomed over the spacious grounds of the estate.
Sydney watched the fireworks and made the appropriate sounds of awe, while she did so she brushed a fingertip over her right index finger, the tip of the burgandy fingernail gleamed silver as Sydney reached up to stroke Maxim's wide left shoulder, her fingers gradually wandering up to the nape of the Hammer soldier's neck.
Maxim turned away from the fireworks at Sydney's feather-light touch. He gathered Sydney up into his powerful arms, he lowered his hard-featured face to kiss Syd's wine-colored lips, Sydney pressed her soft breasts into Maxim's chest, returning the soldier's embrace with equal enthusiasm, her silver nail scratching across Maxim's skin.
Sydney caught Maxim's suddenly dead weight and carefully lowered his senseless body to the floor of the balcony.
"You're a nice kisser," grinned Sydney before she left the Hammer guard and crossed the bedroom to the exit.
Syd peeked out into the brightly lit hallway, her door was out of sight of the stairs, and there weren't any obvious video cameras along the paneled corridor. Slipping her right hand underneath her sheer indigo gown, Sydney withdrew the tiny pistol holstered within her left stocking, she made her way to the end of the hall, then climbed the narrow stairwell leading up to the third floor.
The passage was empty as Sydney rushed down its length. She could just make out the thundering explosions outside, the display wouldn't last much longer, her window of opportunity was closing.
The office door was locked, but Sydney made quick work of the lock with a pick removed from her thick, dark brown hair that glittered just like her sheer gown. Syd entered the richly appointed office and closed the door behind her, her large, blue eyes drawn to the computer terminal resting atop the heavy, handworked desk.
Sydney's black high heels made no noise on the thick imported Chinese rug laid out before the enormous desk. Sidestepping past high-backed, polished leather chairs, Sydney reached the terminal, the computer was already on. Bright flashes of crimson, emerald, and violet illuminated Sydney's back while she worked past the terminal's access codes, computer slicing was a relatively new field, and very few supposedly secure systems had the safeguards to keep out someone with Sydney's skills.
Sydney smiled and blew a kiss at the terminal monitor when the system finally opened for her. Reaching underneath her dress a second time, Syd slipped out a data disk from her right stocking and pushed it into an open port, data started scrolling down the green-hued screen..and the fireworks stopped flashing.
"Hurry up!" hissed Sydney through gritted ivory teeth, hopping in place, her breasts bouncing while the computer downloaded its precious secrets.
Pounding boots outside froze Sydney. Syd's heart began racing when she heard the crashing noises of doors being forced open. Sydney snatched her tiny pistol from the top of the desk, she kept her bright blue eyes on both the locked office door and the scrolling terminal screen, the computer indicated that it was seventy-eight percent downloaded.
Sydney jumped when the office door shuddered in its frame. Syd could hear a thick voice mutter, "I zid not lock zis door, Kaptain."
Swearing under her breath, Sydney ejected the data disk and slipped it into her gown over her right breast.
"Get back!" shouted a powerful voice before a gunshot sounded. The lock of the office door exploded into a mess of shattered wood and torn metal, a boot slammed into the heavy oak door, once, twice, then a third time to smash the yielding door from its glossy frame.
Sydney aimed her small pistol at the door with both hands, her arms shaking, sweat gleaming on her pale forehead.
Captain Maxim shouldered his way through the ruined door, his dark eyes widened when he beheld Sydney behind the desk.
"Sydney? What the hell...?"
Biting her quivering lower lip, Sydney fired her tiny weapon.
Maxim's left shoulder jerked back. Stumbling, the Hammer soldier clumsily raised his heavy pistol and fired back, destroying the terminal monitor in a spray of snapping sparks and shattered plastic.
As Maxim fell to his knees, more Hammer guards pushed into the office, opening up with assault rifles that filled the room with a swarm of hissing projectiles.
Sydney dove under the heavy desk. Bullets slammed into the enormous desk but didn't penetrate it. Syd sat curled in the desk's shelter, when the gunfire lessened she uncoiled and fired two rounds at the re-loading Hammer guards, both went down, one with a bullet in the throat, the other with a bleeding hole between his crossed eyes.
Sydney peered from over the top of the bullet-riddled desk, the doorway was empty, the only sound was Maxim gasping and bleeding upon the imported rug.
Patting the cool disk resting over her right breast, Sydney stood and crossed around the pitted desk, she was halfway to the broken door when Maxim snatched her right ankle, he yanked hard and pulled Sydney off her feet.
Sydney scratched and kicked at the powerful Hammer guard. Maxim pinned Syd down with his musclebound weight, his labored breathing was hot over Sydney's sweating face, he held her wrists over her head in a vice-grip.
"So I'm a good kisser, eh? Here's one for the road."
Captain Maxim kissed Sydney hard, his tongue forcing its way through Syd's violet lips. Sydney wriggled underneath Maxim, but slowly her struggles stopped, her legs, freed from her gown, entwined with her captor's, her fingers combed through Michael's dark brown hair as she moaned and stroked the guard's exploring tongue with her own.
Sydney made a small fist and punched Maxim in the shoulder where she had shot him. Maxim drew back and howled in pain while Syd kicked him off of her, she shot up to her feet and rushed out of the ruined office, her tanned legs flashing as she ran without looking back.
"Little bitch..," grimaced Maxim, struggling to his feet as more Hammer guards boiled into the room, black rifles ready to fire on anything that moved.
A gaunt, skeletal man garbed in a stained labcoat strutted into the disheveled office. The scientist was corpse-pale, his bone-white hair reduced to a few small patches over his gnarled ears, his eyes burned, burned with a maniacal madness that made even Captain Maxim uneasy. The doctor ordered the milling guards to wait out in the hallway.
"The woman won't escape, sir, the grounds are sealed," offered Maxim after saluting the fever-eyed scientist.
"Ach! Ze voman does not matter, Kaptain," dismissed Dr. Kharnov Von Kripplor, sniffing at the bullet-slashed books that lay everywhere. The doctor's glowing eyes focused on Maxim's blood-soaked left shoulder. "My dear Kaptain! You are vounded!"
Maxim shrugged, then grimaced from the pain lancing through his wounded shoulder. "It's nothing, sir. I'll go to the infirmary after I get my men after that spy."
"But Kaptain..I inzist..," grinned Kripplor, drawing a pistol from his right coat pocket and shooting Maxim in the center of his burly chest.
Maxim crashed back against the office desk, he slumped to the floor, he remained still at the foot of the desk.
Two Hammer guards appeared in the office's doorway.
"Ze good Kaptain zeems to have suffered a mortal injury from ze spy who shot zim. Take ze Kaptain to my lab, I will care vor zim."
The masked Hammer soldiers nodded before gathering up Maxim's heavy body and hefting him out of the office.
Kripplor nodded in satisfaction while the captain's body was carried past him. Stuffing his bony hands into the deep pockets of his lab coat, Kripplor crossed to his desk and shifted through the remains of his monitor and computer terminal.
"Ze bitch vill pay vor zis, I svear it!" hissed the doctor venomously, his mad golden eyes smoldering.
***
Two
Enthusiastic moans echoed from the open door of the barn. Inside, bathed in the golden early morning sunlight, Sydney rode the crotch of her lover, her humping body soaked with love sweat, her tanned flesh flushed as her naked, sensual hips rocked languidly back and forth.
Sydney loved having sex in the barn of her ranch, the air was thick with the scents of sweaty horses and damp leather, the strong smells drove her wild and made her horny as hell, surviving her first mission for Deuce also added to the pleasure of her lovemaking, a little adrenalin still remained in her nude, rocking, perspiring body.
Syd gripped the leather strap supporting her lover's neck while she pressed her drenched pussy onto the gasping young man's pulsating cock. Sydney smiled down at her prone lover and wriggled her gleaming hips from side to side, the man's prick buried up inside her constricting vagina, swelling within her, ready to explode at any moment. Giving the makeshift rein a gentle tug, Sydney started bouncing on her lover's erect member harder, her shining breasts bouncing faster, her tight, round buttocks pumping.
Johnny Barracuda strained to keep up with Sydney, his hands rested over Syd's slick upper thighs, the rest of the young woman's legs were sheathed in well-worn leather chaps, a high-brimmed cowboy hat completed Sydney's sexy outfit. As Sydney rode Johnny harder, the rakishly handsome man let his hands fall onto Syd's working buttocks, he squeezed the hot, slick ass cheeks as he thrust between Sydney's splayed legs ever more forcefully, driving his cock deep into the belly of his eager lover.
"That's it, Johnny! Fuck me! Fuck me good!" panted Sydney, clenching the leather cord in her hands, arching her spine and clinging to Johnny even harder with her strong thighs, sheathing her soaked cunt around Johnny's bulging shaft. A throbbing warmth flooded Sydney's stomach, her flexing pelvis quaked, then she was tossing her long, damp, dark brown hair, sobbing with ecstasy, her buttocks clenching from her powerful climax.
Johnny's cock slipped free of Sydney's yawning pussy and squirted streams of warm cum across Syd's bare tummy. Sydney grinned while she sat on Johnny's now motionless lap, she trailed her right index finger through the semen clinging to her belly and brought the digit to her full, rose lips, she moaned wantonly as she sucked the salty milk that adorned her fingertip, her blue eyes smoldering with unquenched lust as she met Johnny's exhausted gaze.
A loud knock on the barn door tore Sydney's hungry eyes from Johnny.
"Thank you, Lord," wheezed Johnny, his arms limp across the bale of hay that Sydney had him pinned over.
Sydney pinched Johnny's left nipple before climbing off of her drained mount. Syd quickly slipped on some white and black-spotted leather panties with a matching vest, then tied up the snug garment while striding towards whomever had knocked. Reaching the barn door, Sydney pushed it open wider to step out, the bright morning sun made her blink.
"Recovering from your first mission, I see," smiled Deuce, looking down his sharp nose at Sydney like a disapproving father, an image reinforced by his stern, craggy features and silver hair tied back into a shoulder-length tail. The old man did his best to ignore the smells of wet leather and sex that clung to his operative, her sex appeal was an asset, nothing more, that's what Deuce recited in his head even as his eyes drank in the sight of Sydney's beading cleavage and her slim, riding chap-sheathed legs that glowed in the warm morning light.
"I'm doing my best, sir," grinned Sydney mischievously, tilting her cowboy hat back so she could meet her new boss's eyes.
"I've gone over the data you recovered from Herr Kripplor's private files. My worst fears are confirmed, the doctor is developing the Super Soldier formula."
"What's that?" frowned Sydney, leading the way to her house and entering through the kitchen to fix them both coffee. Deuce sat at the small kitchen table and opened his heavy laptop, a First Generation model.
"It was a project that the Nazis were working on in the later stages of World War II. German scientists believed that they could make Hitler's vision of a Master Race reality, they performed experiments on prisoners to isolate the Uber-Gene, then they researched ways to activate the gene, which theoretically would grant the subject super-human strength and endurance."
Sydney sat down across from Deuce and handed him a cup of steaming coffee. She added sugar and cream to her own cup, then sipped as she absorbed Deuce's words.
"So Kripplor is studying the Super Soldier formula?"
"Perfecting it. From the incomplete data you downloaded, he needs two components to make the serum, one component is in South America, the other is in Antarctica."
"Deuce, sir," began Sydney, "I'm really honored that you offered me the opportunity to be your first Danger Girl, but are you sure I'm the right person for something like this? I was trained to be a sniper, I've never had to get close and personal, I've never had bad guys shooting at me like they did in Kripplor's office. It was a rush, a big rush, but I was terrified at the same time, I don't know if I could go hand to hand like that again."
Deuce met Sydney's bright blue eyes and smiled reassuringly. "I wouldn't have offered you the job as a Danger Girl if I thought for a second you couldn't handle the work I do. Yes, this is much more close contact than you're used to, but you trained for covert ops, you know how to infiltrate, I know you can get the job done, and you will."
"Thanks, sir," nodded Sydney, feeling better about the next stage in her mission. "What do I look for in South America?"
***
Michael Maxim's reality had become a neverending cycle of pain. The agony would overwhelm the Hammer soldier until oblivion finally took him, but always he would awaken, and the sharp, searing, nerve-jolting pain would crash upon him.
Dr. Kharnov Von Kripplor watched Maxim's throes of agony impassively. The gaunt scientist would stand by Maxim's operating table, staring at the naked man kept restrained by thick leather cuffs at his bulging wrists and ankles. The two bullet wounds on Maxim's corpse gray chest were puckered and black, but they no longer bled, and slowly they were closing, healing even as they burned and agonized the wheezing soldier.
"Ze formula is impervect..," muttered Kripplor to himself as he scratched notes into a small notepad. "I need ze last two components!"
When Maxim began to slip into unconsciousness yet again to escape the body-wracking pain coursing through him, Kripplor picked up a syringe filled with colorless liquid, he jabbed the needle into Maxim's writhing right arm and injected the captain, Maxim immediately screamed at the top of his lungs, Kripplor smiled faintly while putting away the syringe, the guards outside the lab had learned by now to ignore the cries.
Maxim's spasms gradually eased. The powerful man came to his senses, the pain was still there, but it was now just a dull throbbing..manageable.
"Doctor..," croaked Maxim through parched lips. "Where..am I?"
"My lab, herr Maxim," replied Kripplor, loosening the Hammer soldier's bonds while regarding his patient. "I have zaved your life."
"I..was shot..," murmured Maxim, brushing the ugly scars where the bullets had ripped into his body. The soldier squinted, "the light's hurting my eyes."
"Yes, an unvortunate zide-evvect of your new condition, dear kaptain," said Kripplor, offering the upright Hammer officer a pair of ruby sunglasses.
Maxim slipped on the round, ruby lenses, the bright overhead lamps no longer pained him.
"You are ze virst successful product of my Zuper Zoldier serum, you are stronger now, fitter, the first member of ze Master Race!"
Maxim looked down at his right hand, he made a fist, his bare, gray arm expanded with muscle, he was stronger!
"Will the pain eventually go away? It just aches right now, but it feels like it could get worse at any time," frowned Maxim.
"No, ze pain means that ze formula is not complete. You must find two components for me, then your powers vill be even greater."
"Where are they?"
"Ze first is in Zouth America..,"
*****
Three
Long, hanging branches whipped across the windshield of the jeep as Sydney followed the barely visible trail through the dense South American jungle. Sydney was glad she had chosen a light khaki shirt and matching shorts to wear, the heat was even more intense than the Australian outback, and it was humid too, moisture seemed to cover everything in the jungle. Sydney dreamed of a bubble bath, but she put the pleasant thought aside and tried to concentrate on her mission for Deuce.
The map Deuce had made for Sydney was very accurate, the marked trails led straight to the ancient temple where the first component of Dr. Kripplor's Super Soldier formula was rumored to exist. Emerging from the heavy jungle, Sydney brought her jeep to a halt at the foot of the towering pyramid, it was remarkably well-preserved, Sydney could easily make out the hieroglyphs that progressed in bands on every tier of the pyramid to its square top. Syd tipped back her cowboy hat and looked over the temple, the south side appeared to have the only entrance, just to Sydney's left, that was where she would begin her search for the Super Soldier component.
A rustling in the back of the open jeep made Sydney reach for the heavy pistol resting on her curvaceous right hip, she walked to the back of the jeep and threw back the oiled canvas protecting her gear from the jungle moisture.
"Johnny!" grimaced Sydney, letting go of the butt of her pistol and slapping the curled up man on his arm.
"Hey, Syd. You're not very good at avoiding holes in the road, are you?" winced Johnny Barracuda, stiffly climbing out of the back of the jeep and rubbing his aching limbs.
Sydney glared up at Johnny from beneath the brim of her cowboy hat. "What's the big idea coming along? This is supposed to be a secret mission!"
"Those Hammer bozos are after this component thingy too! You need someone to watch your back..and all your other yummy parts!" leered Johnny, his eyes dropping to Syd's pert buttocks.
"You are such an ass!" sighed Sydney, rolling her blue eyes heavenward. "Okay! Fine! You can tag along!"
"You're a peach, Syd," grinned Johnny, following Sydney with his admiring gaze while the nubile Danger Girl walked around him to dig into the gear packed in the back of the jeep.
"So what is this thing we're looking for?" frowned Johnny, tearing his eyes away from Syd to look over the tall pyramid before them.
"It's a flower," replied Sydney, setting a folded bundle of black leather on the back railing of the jeep, then untying the knot she had made with the hem of her unbuttoned shirt. "Deuce said the flower doesn't exist anywhere else on Earth, and it has very rare chemical properties necessary for the Super Soldier formula."
"Oh," nodded Johnny, turning back to look at Sydney, then gaping wide-eyed when he found Syd stripping right there in front of him.
"Um..are you planning to explore the temple naked? I think it's a great idea, but it is kinda strange."
"No, dumbass! I'm changing into my new costume! Deuce gave it to me before I left Australia," explained Sydney while she shrugged out of her khaki shirt and tossed it into the jeep. She bent over to slip off her snug shorts.
Practically drooling while he watched, Johnny was as still as a statue while Sydney wriggled into her skintight black body stocking.
"Hmph..it pinches a little," pouted Sydney, zipping shut the tight leather garment until the zipper's tongue was just below her straining tanned breasts. Sydney turned on one stiletto heel and wiggled her leather-encased ass at Johnny. "What do you think?"
"Uhhhh..."
Sydney giggled and faced Johnny with her hands on the swells of her sensual hips. "Are you gonna stare at me all day or are you gonna help me explore this temple?"
"Uhhhh....I..I'll help you explore," stammered Johnny, wiping the drool from his chin and closing his mouth as Sydney swayed past him, her taut buttocks hypnotizing the helpless man into following wherever she led. At the last moment Johnny remembered to snatch his gunbelt from the back of the jeep.
Johnny jogged to catch up to Syd and found her at the entrance to the temple, leather-sheathed legs set apart and hands once more upon her sexy hips as she tried to decipher the warning inscribed over the stone frame of the wide opening.
"Can you read any of that, Johnny?" asked Syd without looking at her companion, her small ivory teeth gnawing on her pink lower lip.
Johnny peered at the wriggling figures and script: "Beware the scent of the Death Flower. Those who defile this vault of the gods will know shame, and those who attempt to take the Flower will know agony."
"Cheerful welcome," said Sydney before she strode into the wide entrance.
Johnny quickly joined up with Syd and stayed by her right while she unclipped a small flash from her low-hanging, hip-hugging leather belt and played the small beam over the floor and walls of the long entrance corridor. The entire passage was made of perfectly square and set stone blocks that were polished and gleamed like fine jade. Each block had a heiroglyph skillfully carved into it, each was a warning to leave before death took them.
Johnny activated the first trap. When he set his left foot onto a stone block, the block slowly sank about an inch into the passage floor, there was a shrill grinding sound, then a portcullis squealed down behind the two explorers, slamming into the floor with an awful crash.
"Johnny! You klutz!" snapped Sydney, tugging up on the rusted metal bars to no effect.
"I'm sure there's a way to raise them again," replied Johnny after Sydney flipped her long, glossy hair at him and resumed the trek down the dark passage.
"Try to watch where you set those big feet of yours," threw back Syd over her shoulder, her sharp heels clicking over the jade stones, her flash cutting through the oppresive darkness of the ancient temple.
Johnny rushed after Sydney before he lost her in the crushing gloom, he sprinted when he heard another grinding of stone and a scream from Sydney.
Johnny found Syd halfway down the shaft of a plunging pit with no bottom. Sydney was dangling by her sharp fingernails, her breasts were heaving as she looked up desperately at Johnny.
"Help! Get me out of here!"
Johnny looked everywhere for something to use, Syd was too far down the pit to reach with his arm, fortunately the young beauty's flash had made it across the pit, it illuminated the other side of the chasm, and revealed a bar set across the corridor close to the jade block ceiling.
Johnny dropped to one knee and called down to Sydney, "Give me your whip, Syd!"
"Why do you need my whip? Give me your hand, stupid!" shouted back Sydney, her dangling feet swaying as she clung to her precarious perch.
"Quit arguing and throw me your whip before you fall and break your fool neck!"
Johnny ignored Sydney's biting observations about his parentage and personal hygiene while the Danger Girl used her left hand to get the coiled whip hanging from her luscious left thigh. Being careful not to jostle herself too much or lose her last remaining grip upon the pit wall, Sydney flicked up her whip, Johnny caught the tip and gathered up the rest of the weapon's length, he swiftly stood and snapped the whip at the high bar on the other side of the dropoff, the whip caught the bar, Johnny flung himself over the pit before his bravery deserted him.
"Johnny! I'm slipping!" screamed Sydney, her stiff fingers losing their grip on the tiny lip of rock she hung from.
"Grap the whip, Syd!" shouted down Johnny, dangling the length of corded leather beside the scrabbling young woman.
Letting go of the lip, Sydney caught the tip of the whip as it swung by her, she held the whip in a deathgrip while she climbed up hand over hand, Johnny pulled the whip up until Syd reached the top of the pit and rolled onto the polished jade floor beyond it.
Sydney lay panting on her back, arms resting over her head, breasts pumping from her terrified exertions.
Johnny rested on his side next to the outstretched Danger Girl, he grinned smugly.
Syd glanced at Johnny, she sighed heavily. "Go ahead, have your fun, I know you're just busting to say something."
"You might want to watch where you put those dainty little toes of yours next time," chuckled Johnny before he rolled onto his back and rested his head on his hands, his chest quaking with laughter.
"I almost died and you think it's funny!" growled Sydney, pouncing onto Johnny and pounding her fists against his torso.
Johnny's laughter faded, he sighed and ran his right hand through Sydney's thick, dark brown hair.
Sydney's anger was short-lived, she cupped Johnny's face in her hands and kissed him roughly, Johnny returned the demanding embrace, both of his hands combing through Syd's lush, dark mane.
Flushed with adrenalin, Sydney quickly unbuckled Johnny's trousers, when her companion's pants were open she jerked them down to his knees, then wrapped her fingers around his cock and went down on him with desperate need, licking Johnny's prick while it stiffened, then sucking the erect tip into her warm, wet mouth, tossing her long dark hair away from her flushed face so Johnny could see her mouth around his shaft, slurping and plunging down its thick, veined length.
Johnny kept his clutching hands buried in Sydney's warm, silky hair, he pressed his aching crotch into Sydney's beautiful face, he humped her sucking mouth, groaning, gasping with pleasure as Syd suckled his cock enthusiastically with her soft, wet, rose-pink lips.
After Johnny's cock had achieved full erection, the handsome, black-haired rogue sat up, he raised Sydney's head from his lap, he caught the tongue of her body stocking's zipper and dragged the metal tongue down to Syd's lithe thighs.
Sydney squatted over Johnny's lap as he slipped his right hand into her leather costume and fondled her hot, damp snatch. Johnny hugged Syd's slender waist with his left arm while he plunged his deft fingers deep into Sydney's sticky, parted vulva, he combed his fingertips through Syd's silky bush, he tweaked her swollen clit until the Danger Girl clung to her lover's neck and shivered on his lap.
With their hungry lips locked together, Sydney lowered her gaping cunt onto Johnny's jutting member, they moaned into each other's mouths as Syd's twat squeezed Johnny's hard prick, they started bucking against each other, wildly, crashing together over and over, purging themselves of any lingering fear from their close brush with death.
Hugging Johnny's panting face between her bouncing, creamy tits, Sydney shuddered against her lover as she orgasmed. Johnny brushed his lips across Sydney's wet, musky cleavage, his encircling arms squeezing Syd's small waist as he vented his cock milk inside his moaning love.
After catching their breath, Sydney climbed up from Johnny's lap and zipped up her snug ebony body stocking. Running a hand through her damp hair, Syd gathered her whip and returned it to her low belt before recovering her flash and resuming her walk down the shadowed temple corridor.
Johnny groaned, his legs and lower back aching. Brushing the dust from his trousers, Johnny buckled his pants shut, then rubbed his lower spine while trailing after the Danger Girl.
***
The black Hammer chopper circled around the temple, then dropped right in front of the yawning entrance.
Major Maxim leaped from the open passenger cabin, swiftly followed by a squad of Hammer soldiers.
As the black helicopter lifted up into the clear afternoon sky, Maxim adjusted the dark brim of his new uniform cap, then reached into the long, black coat that hung from his burly frame. Withdrawing a heavy machine pistol, Maxim waved the weapon towards the waiting entrance, the Hammer troopers rushed into the temple, trailed by their muscle-bound leader.
Maxim allowed his troopers to secure the entrance while he strode to the empty jeep left at the side of the tall pyramid. The ruby-lensed Major snapped back the canvas draped over the back of the jeep, he let his gloved hands shift through the assorted supplies and travel gear, he yanked out a khaki shirt that had been knotted not very long ago, then he found a pair of discarded khaki shorts.
Maxim raised the shorts to his blunt nose, he sniffed them, his eyes widened behind his ruby sunglasses, the alluring scent was very familiar.
"Sydney..she's here..," murmured the black-garbed Hammer officer.
A Hammer trooper appeared and raced up to Maxim, he saluted crisply. "The temple entrance is secured, sir!"
Maxim tossed Syd's clothes back into the small bed of the jeep. "Tell the squad to move forward, we must recover the Death Lotus at any cost."
"Yes, sir!" saluted the masked trooper again before turning smartly on one heel and running back to his squadmates.
Maxim's eyes strayed briefly back to Sydney's discarded clothes, then he chambered a round into his heavy black pistol and marched after his subordinate, determined to recover the Lotus before his sensual nemesis got her sharp-nailed fingers upon it.
*****
Four
The long jade stone passage led Sydney and Johnny to a cavernous, circular chamber with a high, domed roof. A massive jade statue sat in the center of the room and filled most of it, a gigantic coiled snake that regarded the tiny humans before it with glittering, ruby eyes.
Johnny remained a few short steps behind Sydney while the Danger Girl searched the enormous chamber for other doorways or stairwells, there were none.
"How are we supposed to get to the top of the temple?" demanded Syd, aiming the bright beam of her flash in random directions, her free hand resting on her shapely hip.
Johnny didn't reply immediately, he stared at the statue of the coiled serpent, even though the snake was modeled from a constrictor the creature's tail was upraised before it like a rattler's, the carved jade scales glistened as if wet, and the tip of the jutting tail was knobbed.
A wide smile spread across Johnny's face. "Um, Syd, I think I figured out how we ascend to the next level."
"Share, Einstein."
Johnny pointed at the raised serpent tail, Sydney illuminated it with her flash.
"You have to work it, Syd."
Sydney frowned in confusion, then she deduced what Johnny meant, her large blue eyes smoldered dangerously.
"You've got to be...!"
"Can you think of another way out of this room?"
Sydney gritted her ivory teeth together and thought furiously, eventually she came to the conclusion that Johnny's way made the best sense.
"If you ever tell anyone..!" hissed Sydney while she approached the coiled jade snake, her eyes flashing dangerously at Johnny before she brought her full attention to the towering statue.
Cheeks burning and heart fluttering, Sydney knelt before the upraised tail. Shooting the grinning Johnny one last venomous glare, Syd reached out and grasped the smooth jade limb, the polished stone was cool beneath Sydney's palms as she slowly stroked up and down the scaled appendage.
To Sydney's surprise, the jade underneath her caressing fingers warmed as she fondled the erect tail. Continuing to stroke the statue's tail, Sydney looked up into the towering statue's jeweled ruby eyes, a soft hiss escaped the jade snake's slightly parted mouth, an emerald radiance started to beat within the enormous stone figure, brought to life by Syd's warm, soft caresses.
Encouraged by the effect of her touch upon the jade statue, Sydney opened her mouth and began licking the gleaming jade tail. The glow within the serpent statue flared brighter, it pulsed like a beating heart while Sydney lathered the jade appendage with her saliva, her lips caressing much of the erect tail's length, her tongue lapping the gleaming emerald scales, her fingers still stroking, fondling the gently vibrating protuberance.
Aroused by what she was doing to the jade tail, Sydney tugged down the tongue of her leather body stocking, opening her skintight garment to her navel, then pressing her dusky cleavage against the drool-soaked tail, rubbing her milky breasts around the slick stone pole, sighing with pleasure when the cool, wet scales of the snake statue slid across her hot tit flesh.
Johnny licked dry lips and shifted from foot to foot, his cock aching almost painfully while he watched Sydney rub her bared tits and creamy belly against the erect section of jade.
With her left hand wrapped around the jade tail, clinging to the hard stone appendage, Sydney dipped her free right hand into her open body stocking, she found her moist pussy and immediately began fondling her throbbing, melting twat, rubbing her flushed left cheek up and down the wet jade scales, then bringing her panting mouth to the very tip of the stone tail, her ruby lips wrapping around the knobbed peak, then her glowing cheeks tightening as she began sucking on the hard erection of stone.
The towering serpent statue hissed shrilly. With a thunderous grinding of stone the statue of the coiled serpent and a circular section of jade floor around it started to rise.
Johnny tore his hungry eyes away from the slurping Sydney to hop onto the rising platform before it was too late, he stayed close to the statue and peeked over the rim while the statue and its perch rose higher and higher to the ceiling, slipping through a circular opening in the domed roof perfectly cut to match the circumference of the levitating platform.
Oblivious to the rising statue, Sydney appeared to be completely absorbed in her fellatio with the brightly pulsating snake statue. Syd's working fingers inside her creaking leathers were drenched with sticky honey as she swallowed a mouthful of the jade serpent's knobbed tail, her drooling lips locked around the thick stone projection, her eyes closed in ecstasy as she let the wet, scaled appendage slide up her constricting throat.
With a dull thud the rising platform reached another level within the ancient jungle temple, the coiled jade serpent lost its pulsing inner fire, the sensual, sibilant hissing faded into silence, now the only noise was the soft, mewling, sucking sounds of Sydney's ravenous mouth around the statue's dripping tail.
Johnny walked around the statue to where Sydney knelt, he gently rocked her right shoulder.
"Uh, Syd, you can stop now, we made it."
Reluctantly, Sydney raised her gaping mouth from the thick knobbed tip of the jade snake's tail. Not meeting Johnny's eyes, Sydney licked the heavy drool from her rosebud lips and chin, she slipped out her nectar-coated fingers from her musky crotch.
Johnny grasped Sydney's slender shoulders and lifted the blushing Danger Girl to her stiletto-heeled feet. Taking the tongue of Syd's body stocking, Johnny zipped the form-fitting black leather suit up until the tongue rested just beneath the luscious swells of Syd's sun-kissed, freckled breasts.
When Sydney finally had enough courage to raise her warm, bright, blue eyes to meet Johnny's gaze, the handsome rogue slid his right hand through Syd's thick, dark hair and kissed her deeply. Sydney moaned softly, her slim, leather-clad arms snaking around Johnny's neck, her nubile body pressing into her lover's, she was soft, warm, and smelled of damp leather and the erotic musk that only an aroused young woman could emanate.
Briefly sucking on Johnny's lower lip, Sydney eventually pushed away from her companion and struggled to catch her breath. Johnny clung to Sydney's sexy hips, his hand fondled the panting Danger Girl's pert, tight, right buttock until she wriggled out of his embrace, her cleavage heaving and flushed rose-pink.
"We..we have to keep searching for the flower," stammered Sydney, fighting to regain her lost composure.
Johnny simply nodded and allowed Sydney to take the lead once more up a sloping ramp that led higher into the jungle temple.
***
Major Maxim lowered his bulk from the overhead bar. He caught a cord tossed by one of his remaining men, two had been lost trying to cross the deep pit until Maxim had finally spied the raised bar across the trap. Tying the cord around the high bar, Maxim left his squad to cross the pit by themselves while he marched deeper into the temple, black pistol held ready in his gloved right hand, red lenses penetrating deep into the stygian shadows of the long jade corridor. The incomplete Super Soldier formula allowed the Hammer soldier to see in the oppressive darkness with ease, he followed the narrowing corridor until it disgorged him within a massive chamber, an empty chamber by all appearances.
Maxim searched by temple vault methodically, section by section. The muscular Major froze when something splashed upon the left shoulder of his heavy black coat. Dragging his gloved index finger across his wide shoulder, Maxim brought the thick digit to his pale, bloodless lips, he brushed the fingertip with his gray tongue, the tip of his tongue tingled, he licked his finger again, savoring the sweet taste warming his mouth.
"Sydney..," murmured the Major, peering up at the featureless domed roof. Staring hard at the skillfully crafted dome, Maxim just managed to detect the outline of the raised platform that the Savage woman must have used. The presence of Sydney's still-warm vaginal honey meant that Maxim was not far behind the sensual, wanton beauty.
The squad of masked Hammer troopers filed into the vault and stood at attention behind their burly leader. Maxim turned to his silent men.
"Prepare the scaling lines and ascension hooks, we climb to the ceiling and then set charges to blast our way into the next level."
As the efficient Hammer soldiers scurried to obey the Major's orders, Maxim collected more of Sydney's cunt honey that clung to his coat, he trembled slightly every time his tongue tasted the young woman's love juice, he longed to bury his mouth inside Sydney Savage's dripping honey pot, and when he finally caught up with the nimble Danger Girl he intended to do just that and much more.
*****
Five
The jade ramp led to a winding emerald stair. Dull sunlight poured through an opening in the roof, it filled the central shaft of the stair, but left the rising stone steps in deep shadow. Sydney kept her bright flash leveled at the steps above her, sharp stiletto heels clicking with each cautious footfall.
Johnny glanced behind himself often, he thought he had heard a muffled explosion one moment ago, now he barely heard footfalls pursuing, time was running out to find the rare Death Lotus.
"Johnny! We've found it!" murmured Sydney, her smoky, sensual voice filled with wonder.
Johnny caught up with Syd at the top of the long, winding stair, he stood to the Danger Girl's left, and his eyes grew as large as Sydney's when he beheld the wild garden of vines and bright, multi-hued flowers.
The top chamber of the ancient temple was a stone square with an open, circular roof. Narrow slits within the gray stone walls allowed additional sunlight to bathe the thick, intertwined masses of leafy vines and perfumed flowers that made the garden air so sweet Sydney and Johnny swayed with dizziness.
"So..so where's this Death Lotus?" winced Johnny, shaking his head to clear it of the garden's cloy scents.
"It shouldn't..be hard..to miss," stammered Sydney drowsily, taking one tentative step, then another, her leather-sheathed legs wobbling, her breasts pumping, straining to process the perfume-laden air.
Brushing aside wet, glistening vines and wide, aromatic flowers, Sydney staggered deeper into the temple garden, panting when she reached the garden's heart, where a single stone altar table lay, surrounded with a barrier of black blossoms hanging from moist, ebony vines.
Almost losing her balance, Sydney grasped at one of the hanging black vines, she jerked her pierced fingers to her chest, the hanging vines had razor-sharp ebon thorns along their entire length, several fat drops of Syd's blood slid down the vine she had tried to hold.
Swaying, half-asleep on her feet, Sydney struggled to reach the thick altar slab, her vision blurring, dizziness overwhelming her.
Sydney practically collapsed onto the smooth stone altar, she dragged up her slim legs, then lay on her left side, panting, mouth working, struggling to breathe through the perfumed miasma. Syd could faintly hear Johnny from someplace far away, barely audible through the swaying ebony vines and fluttering black flowers. The dark-maned Danger Girl allowed her heavy eyelids to flutter shut, she would just rest her eyes for a moment...
***
Johnny was blinking his half-glazed eyes, trying to figure a way through the dense garden foliage, when the first Hammer soldier appeared at the garden's entrance. Johnny swore and ducked as the masked trooper opened fire with his black assault rifle, filling the perfumed air with hissing bullets.
Johnny dove to the stone floor behind several thick, wide-leafed bushes, he drew his pistol from his belt and fired back at the Hammer trooper, three heavy rounds slapped into the soldier's chest, the man spun wildly on one booted heel before falling, but two more quickly took his place, shooting long bursts in Johnny's direction. Hugging the floor, Johnny crawled away from his shield of bushes that was rapidly being reduced to smoking splinters. With no other escape at hand, Johnny threw caution to the wind and plunged into the thick tangle of vines and flowers, biting back curses when thorns and acidic flower nectar seared his exposed flesh.
***
"Johnny Barracuda escaped into the inner garden, sir," reported one masked Hammer soldier, standing stiffly at attention with heavy rifle slung over his left shoulder while the rest of the squad formed a protective perimeter around the towering Major.
"Lead the men into the garden after Mr. Barracuda. When you find the fool, kill him."
The trooper nodded, then saluted quickly before gathering up the waiting Hammer soldiers and ordering them into the heavy foliage after the cowardly treasure seeker.
"You're here, Ms. Savage, I know it. I will find you with the flower, and then two searches will be complete," growled Maxim to himself, his corpse-pale face lifting, his wide nostrils flaring. Even through the many powerful scents wafting from the overlapping masses of flowers, Maxim could pick out Sydney's animal musk, though it was barely a whisper. Maxim inhaled the sensual, feminine scent and became aroused, the hunt would be over soon, the quarry would be captured, then the ravishing would begin.
Marching into the dense foliage, as implacable as a juggernaut, Major Maxim tore his way through the thick vines, crushing delicate rose blossoms underneath his bootheels.
***
Sydney moaned softly in her sleep. She rolled onto her back, her right arm draped across her flat stomach, her lithe legs pressed lightly together, knees brought slightly up.
The thorn vines slithered onto the smooth, polished stone slab, they slowly entwined around Syd's ankles, they gently opened the sleeping Danger Girl's legs, while more black tendrils snaked around Sydney's wrists, spreading her arms till her open hands rested at her sides.
A single thick vine wrapped around Sydney's pale throat, the thorns softly pierced Syd's soft skin, digging deep, drinking the young woman's warm blood. Sydney moaned gently in pain, a frown crossed her beautiful sleeping face, she shifted within her bonds, until an enormous black flower opened and planted itself over Sydney's pursed lips, filling her nostrils and mouth with a heady perfume that plunged Syd deeper into an almost comatose sleep.
The vines around Sydney's wrists and ankles tightened, their thorns cut through the skintight leather of Syd's body stocking, the tendrils bulged as they drank from the limp Danger Girl's veins, Sydney lay still as death while she was slowly drained of her sweet lifeblood.
***
Major Maxim exploded into the garden's heart. He leveled his black pistol at Sydney's prone body, ready to shoot her in a heartbeat if she tried to resist her capture. Behind his ruby lenses, Maxim's eyes narrowed as he realized what was happening to Syd, he rammed his pistol back into its holster and rushed to the vine-covered altar table.
Sydney was deathly pale and unmoving, her buxom chest barely rising, her lovely face covered by the feeding Death Lotus.
Maxim roared as he tore the thorn-covered vines from Sydney's limbs. The Hammer super-soldier didn't even register the pain of his thorn-pierced fingers while he freed Syd and ripped the open black flower from her sleeping face.
The Death Lotus plants were not pleased, they lashed out at Maxim with razor-edged tendrils, slashing through the Major's thick coat, cutting at his powerful frame as he reached for his pistol and fired with cold precision, putting one round squarely at the base of each attacking plant.
The waving vines dropped to the garden floor, twitching feebly, then falling still. Maxim tossed aside his empty weapon, the overheated barrel smoking, the hot metal hissing and popping.
Maxim turned back to look down at Sydney's motionless body. The Major tore off his ruined right glove and placed two thick fingers along a vein of Syd's neck, the young woman still had a pulse. Sitting on the edge of the altar table, Maxim ran his bare fingers through Sydney's rich, dark brown hair, it was warm and softer than the finest silk, Maxim could feel his member hardening, every time he saw this woman he longed for her.
The Hammer officer sat beside Sydney for some time, until the beauty's sky-blue eyes fluttered open, she murmured something Maxim didn't understand, her curvacous body shifted beside the Major.
"W..what happened?" whispered Sydney hoarsely, her eyes appearing to have trouble focusing on Maxim.
"The Death Lotus found you, it would have drained you dry of every drop of blood if I hadn't arrived in time," replied the Major, his strong fingers tracing along Sydney's pale left cheek, then down her bleeding neck to the swell of her left breast.
Sydney finally seemed to realize who she was talking to and what he was doing, she slid away from him, trembling fingers groping for her pistol or her whip.
Maxim caught Sydney's slender shoulders, he sat her up, then crushed her nearly bloodless lips with his own cold mouth, tongue thrusting past her teeth.
Sydney's blue eyes went wide. She made muffled protests against Maxim's hungry mouth, her palms pushed ineffectually at the Major's wide, muscle-bound chest.
"S..stop it!" groaned Sydney as Maxim planted chill kisses along her bare throat, his burly arms entwined around her small waist, his large hands groping at her rounded buttocks, squeezing them painfully while his frigid lips dropped down to the cool, pale cleft of Sydney's heaving bosom.
Maxim raised his face from Syd's swelling breasts. Behind his scarlet lenses the Major's eyes bored into Sydney's anguished blue gaze.
Catching Sydney's chin between two fingers, Maxim panted, "I could have you right now, rape you on this altar, and there would be nothing you could do to stop me."
Sydney's lower lip quivered despite her resolve not to show fear. "Is that how you want me? You want me crying and wriggling underneath you while you overpower me? Does that excite you?"
Maxim caught a handful of Sydney's long hair, he tugged her head back, peering deep into her wet, enormous, blue eyes.
"I want you to give yourself to me willingly. I am patient, I've completed my mission. I know you seek the components of the Super-Soldier formula for your employer Deuce. We will meet again in Antarctica, perhaps there you will actually desire my affections."
"Don't hold your breath," muttered Sydney while Major Maxim rose from the table.
The Major collected several fallen Death Lotus blossoms, then stopped when Johnny Barracuda dove through the veil of dead vines, firing wildly behind him into the garden foliage.
Johnny froze when he spied the muscled giant standing near the edge of the cleared altar, his dark clothing torn and blood-splattered. Johnny threw up his weary arms, ready to blow away the Hammer officer with his remaining ammo.
"Johnny! No!" shouted Sydney, clinging to the edge of the altar table, her scratched, blood-stained legs dangling.
Hammer troopers appeared in a line from the vines, rifles locked on Johnny.
"Hold your fire," ordered Maxim, securing the collected blossoms inside his voluminous coat.
Reluctantly, the masked Hammer soldiers lowered their weapons.
"Until next time, Ms. Savage," smiled Maxim without warmth, motioning for his men to follow him out of the altar grove.
"You're just gonna let the bastard take the Death Lotus?"
"He saved my life, Johnny. Besides, he needs both components to complete the Super-Soldier formula. I'll beat him to the second component," promised Sydney, her bright eyes following the powerful soldier's exit.
*****
Six
Sydney dismounted from the black, lathered stallion, breathing almost as heavily as the sweaty mount. Syd tilted her cowboy hat back to wipe at her hot brow, she plucked the top button of her light blouse and peeled her perspiration-drenched shirt from her heaving, gleaming breasts. After removing her exhausted horse's saddle and bridle, Sydney snatched a nearby comb and briskly rubbed down the panting stallion, she smiled, enjoying the strong horse smell that filled the straw-carpeted stall.
When the stallion was relaxed and rubbed down, Sydney gave the animal a sweet, juicy, fresh apple before closing and latching the stall door.
Sydney's cowboy boots pounded upon the barn's floorboards as she paced the barn's length, her lean, sweaty body still tense with nervous energy. Deuce had yet to contact her about the final Super Soldier component's location, if he didn't hurry the Hammer Empire and Major Maxim would find the last component before she even had a chance to reach it.
Tossing her damp, glossy, dark brown hair, Sydney halted next to the bale of straw where she had set down her saddle still warm from her ride across the outback. Glancing at the half-open barn doors, Sydney lightly scratched at her wet, itching pussy, she almost regretted sending Johnny Barracuda away, but their last routine session of lovemaking had left Sydney unsatisfied and frustrated, she unconsciously longed for someone else's touch, she knew she would never know peace until they met again.
Not caring if anyone walked in on her, Sydney unbelted her faded jeans and slipped them down her slim legs, then she retied her leather chaps snugly to her sweat-slick thighs and calves, the leather still wet from her long morning ride.
Sydney mounted the warm leather saddle, her tender, damp pussy pressing onto the tooled leather, the pink lips of her labia spreading, a sensual shiver running through Syd's lithe body when her skin caressed the cradling saddle. Biting gently upon her moist lower lip, Sydney unbuttoned her sticky white blouse, she peeled the damp cotton fabric away from her firm, sun-kissed breasts, she fondled her sweaty tits with her right hand while her left enfolded the hard saddlehorn, she began grinding her wet crotch along the length of the leather saddle, moaning softly, throwing her head back, dark mane spilling down her arched spine.
As she tweaked and pinched her own swollen nipples, Sydney imagined she was riding Major Maxim, bucking atop him, her fingers stroking the hardness of his member while droplets of love sweat spilled down the valley of her breasts, her skin hot and sticky, her cunt melting while it rubbed over Maxim, coating him in her musky vaginal juices.
Blue eyes squeezed shut, Sydney humped the damp saddle faster, panting raggedly, chap-clad legs dangling to either side of the creaking riding saddle. Syd pressed her soaked pussy to the stiff saddlehorn, the lips of her gleaming pink cunt enfolded the hard shaft, she grasped the horn with both hands, thrusting, rocking, riding the cum-drenched saddle with all of the energy that had been bottled up in her nubile frame, dark hair tossing about her sweating shoulders, breasts bouncing, rosebud lips wide open and gasping as she humped the saddle to a body-shuddering orgasm.
Sydney slowly opened her drowsy blue eyes and let her spread-eagled legs lower to the floor. Syd weakly dismounted from the honey-soaked riding saddle, her leather-sheathed legs buckled while she clung to the saddlehorn and caught her breath. Sydney heard her phone ringing shrilly from the house. Releasing the slick saddlehorn, Sydney walked quickly across the barn to the parted main doors, she pushed one aside so she could slip through. Syd clumsily tried to button her damp blouse shut while jogging up to her house's back kitchen door.
***
Major Maxim dropped to the snow, heavy black boots cracking the thick layer of ice that coated the landscape as far as the eye could see. Crunching relentlessly through the white permafrost, Maxim looked over the other two Hammer helicopters hovering above the ice and disgorging a full platoon of masked, rifle-wielding troopers.
A squad leader struggled through the snow towards the towering Major who seemed not to feel the bone-biting cold in the slightest.
"Orders, sir?"
Maxim gazed up at the mountain before him, even through the thick scree he could see that the peak had been formed by intelligent hands, thousands of years before the first ancestor of man had crawled from the primordial ooze.
"Send two squads to secure the main entrance, order one stealth unit to clear a path to the target."
"Yes, sir!" saluted the Hammer officer before punching through the snow back to the waiting troopers.
Major Maxim hefted the long-barrelled machine gun that lay across his wide left shoulder. Maxim scanned the blinding, bright blue sky with his burnished red lenses, he wondered if the Danger Girl would appear soon. He was resolved not to play around with her this time, she would submit to him, or he would kill her and leave her body in a tomb of ice.
***
Sydney held to the frame of the transport's side hatch. The lithe Danger Girl was dressed in her skintight black leathers and sharp heels, she wore her long dark brown hair pulled back into a snapping ponytail, she wore dark goggles over her blue eyes and a thick white short coat with white fur trim over the high collar. Strapped across Sydney's back was a compact black parachute, two leather straps crossed between Syd's breasts, tight against her chest as she tried to slow her frantic breathing, her lovely young face bathed in blood-red light from a nearby lamp.
The burning red lamp switched to bright green. Sydney flung herself out of the side hatch into the night, slim arms pressed to her sides, legs locked together while she plunged through the darkness towards the distant white expanse below.
The LCD built within Sydney's goggles counted down in a blur of dropping numerals. When Syd reached the proper altitutde, she yanked upon the ring attached to one of her restraints, an indigo chute flowered open above Sydney, abruptly slowing the Danger Girl's swift descent.
Sydney used the cords of her billowing chute to sail the cold thermals cloaking the wide expanse of ice and snow. Syd spotted the lonely peak that was her goal, she sailed towards the sharp mountain, wary of the Hammer helicopters just rising along one side of the rocky spire.
The Danger Girl landed lightly upon the sleek ice, she quickly gathered up her empty chute, then detached herself from her harness and buried her parachute beneath a mound of heavy scree.
Flipping up her fur-lined hood, Sydney checked her curvaceous hips where her whip and pistol hung within easy reach, then she proceeded to advance upon the great mountain, the antarctic wind howling mournfully above her whipping bangs.
Sydney found the narrow cleft that would lead into the ancient mountain, she sidled into the confining opening, her breasts pressed firmly against the slippery, ice-sheathed stone, her hips swaying from side to side, her tight buttocks brushing across the opposite siding of rock as she wriggled her way through the tall cleft towards the spire's dark heart.
At the end of the narrow cleft was a wide, cathedral-sized cavern of rough stone. A forest of towering pillars supported the shadow-veiled ceiling, Sydney walked up to the nearest column, the rock was smoothed and polished to a fine sheen, and alien, disturbing sigils were engraved into the stone, running from the base of the thick pillar to its unseen peak.
Sydney hid behind the pillar when she heard echoing sounds of movement. Flashbeams heralded the entrance of the Hammer troopers, Syd drew her black pistol, cocking the hammer back while a squad of troopers filed through the center of the cavern, gun barrels playing everywhere, masked faces searching and alert. The squad exited through an oval doorway framed with more alien script, Sydney breathed slowly, despite her racing heart that seemed to thunder in her ears.
Just as Sydney relaxed and prepared to follow the Hammer soldiers, Major Maxim appeared in Sydney's sight, a tall, massive outline within Syd's low-light goggles. Sydney raised her pistol to sight the Hammer Super Soldier, her gunhand trembled, her finger enfolded the pistol's trigger, but she hesitated to squeeze it.
As if sensing Sydney's presence, Major Maxim's red lenses locked upon the pillar that Syd hid behind. Lowering his long-barrelled machine gun, Maxim sprayed the polished column with bright tracer fire, chips of rock flew everywhere as Sydney ducked to the pillar's base, extending her gunhand and firing three quick rounds at the burly Major.
Maxim grunted when two bullets slapped into his kevlar longcoat. Marching towards Sydney, Maxim maintained a blistering stream of machine gun fire, chipping away at the concealing pillar of stone, acrid smoke rising from the heated weapon's long barrel.
When the Major paused to allow his weapon to cool, Sydney lashed out with her long whip, catching the muzzle of Maxim's machine gun, then yanking the hot weapon out of the Super Soldier's grasp. Maxim charged Sydney before she could free her whip from the fallen gun, he caught her slender shoulders in his enormous gloved hands, then he lifted her up like a doll and slammed her spine against the cracked and chipped stone column.
Sydney groaned from the impact, she didn't struggle when Maxim set her down upon her sharp heels, his grip upon her shoulders painful and firm.
"I knew you would come, Ms. Savage," smiled Maxim without warmth. "You shouldn't have followed me here."
"I..I know what you're after, you..you goon," groaned Sydney through gritted ivory teeth. "I won't let the Hammer Empire create an army of Super Soldiers."
"You can do nothing to stop the rise of the New Order," declared the heavily muscled Major before he brought his corpse-pale face close to Sydney's flushed, struggling features. "However, you could become a part of it. Join our cause, serve the Hammer Empire and share in the power and glory!"
"I won't join up with you freaks!" snarled Sydney, kicking ineffectually at Maxim's heavy boots.
Maxim glared behind his ruby lenses. Spinning Sydney around, he smashed her against the chipped pillar, grabbing her thin wrists and pinning them at the small of her back, just above the luscious swells of her leather-clad buttocks. Withdrawing a pair of sturdy handcuffs from a coat pocket, Maxim snapped the cuffs tightly around Sydney's trapped wrists. Syd struggled to break free of the Major, but she was pinned as neatly as a butterfly to a display board.
The smell of Sydney's pulled back hair reached Maxim's nostrils. The Major almost reeled from the intoxicating scent, he pressed his massive body against Sydney's, almost crushing her to the marred pillar, every sensual curve of the Danger Girl's leather-sheathed body brushing upon Maxim.
Sydney's moan wasn't of pain, she tilted back her head, catching Maxim's gaze with her large, sparkling, blue eyes bereft of goggles. Maxim caught Sydney's little chin between two thick gloved fingers, he was mesmerized by Sydney's pouting, rosebud lips, by the pink tongue that darted out briefly to wet her alluring, sensual mouth.
Major Maxim wrapped his massive arms around Sydney's small waist and devoured her soft, moist lips. Sydney moaned a weak protest into the powerful soldier's mouth, but her body molded to the Major's, her cuffed hands found the bulge of Maxim's member and began rubbing it, coaxing it to full hardness.
Maxim freed one arm from Sydney's shapely waist briefly to unzip his uniform trousers. Syd quickly buried her caressing fingers inside the Major's fly, stroking the stiff contours of Maxim's heavy cock, then digging past his shorts to touch the pulsating, veined member itself, Sydney's cool fingers fondling the shaft's entire throbbing length.
Hugging the writhing, panting Danger Girl to his wide frame, Maxim used his free hand to draw down the zipper of Sydney's winter coat, then the long zipper of Syd's skintight body stocking, tugging down the metal tongue to Sydney's crotch. Releasing the lowered zipper, Maxim slipped his enormous, gloved hand inside Sydney's leather sheath, enfolding her pliant, warm, left breast, then squeezing it while Syd massaged his aching prick. The giant Major's left gloved hand dipped into Sydney's leather garb until his thick fingers found Sydney's hot, damp pussy. Sydney whimpered against Maxim's cold left cheek as he stroked her cunt to greater wetness, then wriggled a wide digit into the fondling Danger Girl's sucking twat, burying his gloved finger to the knuckle within the moist, yielding folds of Sydney's vagina.
Rubbing against each other, fingering and stroking each other to climax, Sydney and Maxim moaned and panted in mutual ecstasy, their tongues flicking and tasting, mouths sucking, then locking firmly together while cool feminine fingers caressed and hard, masculine digits thrusted faster and faster until both lovers shuddered from their orgasms.
Agonized screams tore away the warm fog that lay over both Sydney and Maxim. Quickly disengaging themselves from each other, Maxim zipped himself and Syd up, then snatched Sydney's elbow and jerked her along behind him towards the far exit of the cavern.
Upon reaching the oval doorway, a screaming Hammer trooper stumbled out, blood soaking his entire body. Maxim let go of Sydney to catch the drooling, wild-eyed soldier, the man's mask was gone, and a circle of bleeding, oozing wounds ran around the twitching trooper's crown.
"S..sir! It's..it's alien! It's.....it's an Old..."
Blood vomited out of the convulsing trooper's gaping mouth. The terrified man's eyes glazed, then his convulsions eased as death claimed him.
Major Maxim lowered the trooper's bloody body, then drew out a heavy pistol from the folds of his longcoat, ruby lenses locked upon the dark depths beyond the oval frame.
"Umm, could you take off these handcuffs, Major?" wriggled Sydney. "I'd feel alot better with free hands."
"You're my prisoner, Ms. Savage. You will remain bound for the moment. You may stay here if you wish until I discover how this trooper died."
Sydney looked over her left shoulder at the stygian darkness of the columned cavern. "Uh..that's okay, I'll stay with you."
"As you wish..Sydney," grinned Maxim, taking the Danger Girl's left elbow with his free hand and tugging her along as he entered the long passage beyond the frame of alien script.
*****
Seven
After a hundred paces Sydney was grateful for Major Maxim's firm grip upon her left elbow. The corridor was pitch black, only Maxim's Super-Soldier enhanced sight allowed the couple to make any headway. Even with her parka on, the cold was beginning to get to Syd, she could feel her breasts goose-pimpling, her nipples growing hard from the bitter chill.
Sydney collided into the tall frame of the Major when he came to an abrupt stop. Opening her mouth to rebuke the massive Hammer soldier, Sydney froze in mid-syllable, a chamber was becoming visible before them, a wide, circular chamber that appeared to be some kind of audience room or observation theater. A faint glow was emanating from the stone walls, a sickly green luminescence.
Maxim and Sydney walked to the center of the domed theater, the tiered galleries were empty and deeply shadowed, but the theater pit was growing brighter, so bright Sydney had to narrow her blue eyes.
"I don't like this..," muttered Syd, staying close to Maxim's side.
"Neither do I," agreed Maxim just before an emerald bolt hissed through the freezing air and slammed into his burly chest.
Sydney screamed while Maxim hurled away from her. A rustling of cloth made Syd turn, someone was approaching her, gliding silently upon the smooth stone floor, hands concealed within hanging sleeves, head covered with a heavy, symbol-covered cowl.
A wet, gurgling intake of air made Sydney's spine shiver. The hooded person loomed over Syd, at least seven feet tall, draped in dark gray robes, with odd bumps poking out from various portions of the person's frame. The shadowed cowl raised, Sydney met cold, utterly empty black eyes, then the tentacles wriggled out, and Sydney screamed again at the top of her lungs.
Ear-splitting gunshots reverberated through the theater. The alien-thing squealed shrilly, stumbling back, black ichor staining its torn robes. A glistening, moist green hand emerged from a sleeve holding a convoluted, pulsating mass of living green flesh, a drooling orifice opened, and green plasma spat out, burning a hole in the wall where Major Maxim's head had once been level to.
Maxim fired two more shots from his heavy pistol. The heavy rounds spun the bleeding alien around. To stabilize himself, the creature extended wide, batlike wings that ripped through the back of his blood-drenched robes. Despite his bulk, the alien moved with surprising speed and agility, he crouched low and circled around the frozen Sydney, he weaved his weapon before him, and his head tentacles copied the motion, a strangely hypnotic gesture.
Going round and round, Maxim suddenly fled through the doorway he had used to enter the theater with Sydney. Jolted from her paralysis, Sydney screamed for the Major to come back, her cries echoed within the dark, empty corridor.
With the Major gone, the alien straightened from his crouch, he returned his bulbous weapon to his stained robes. The alien's rubbery green skin had already sealed itself, only the creature's bullet-riddled clothing remained as evidence that the being had been shot at all.
Whimpering softly, Sydney backed away from the staring alien. The tall being followed Syd, his mouth tentacles writhed and dripped with slime, his black, glistening eyes never left Sydney's wide, terrified gaze.
Sydney screamed hoarsely when the alien snatched at her, enfolding her wriggling body in a tight, implacable embrace. The creature tugged Sydney towards the center of the theater, something was rising from the floor, a stone slab that extended for six feet, then dropped backward to rest at an angle.
The alien squeezed Sydney's wrists and pressed her body against the cold stone slab. Silver tendrils emerged from the stone, coiling around Syd's wrists, ankles, and throat. Sobbing, writhing helplessly, Sydney was powerless to stop the long-fingered alien while he deftly removed her clothing. One razor sharp ebony nail cut away Sydney's leather body stocking, the biting cold was a shock to Syd, she bit down on her quivering lower lip to keep her teeth from chattering, her naked breasts swelled, her dark brown nipples stood out and throbbed.
The alien stood close to Sydney, his long, rubbery fingers reached out to touch and caress Sydney's pale, warm skin. Syd shuddered from the hideous being's clammy caress, his sharp nails dragging over her trembling breasts, flicking at her erect nipples.
The stone slab beneath Sydney suddenly straightened, the silver coil around the Danger Girl's neck slithered away. The tall, winged alien grasped Sydney's head with both massive paws, he pulled it towards his wriggling mouth tentacles. Sydney cried, tears falling like rain from her frightened blue eyes, instantly freezing when they struck the glassy stone floor. The cluster of dripping tendrils slithered through Sydney's dark hair, finding her scalp, then burrowing into her skull, eager to reach the tender mass of Syd's brain.
Machine gun fire roared beneath the theater's dome. The alien twitched wildly, tendrils flying, black gore exploding from the creature's ruined back.
The hissing alien dropped to the blood-slick floor, searching his robes for his weapon.
Major Maxim marched up to the fallen creature and riddled the alien's bulbous body with machine gun fire until the creature's shredded wings stopped twitching.
The silver coils around Sydney's bare limbs relaxed, she fell bonelessly to the floor.
Dropping the empty gun, Maxim knelt by Sydney, he brushed her long hair away from her neck, he checked her pulse, the Danger Girl yet lived.
Cradling Sydney within his powerful arms, Major Maxim carried the nearly comatose beauty back to the column chamber. Maxim set Syd down, her bare back resting against a sigil-covered pillar. Rising, Maxim regarded Sydney briefly with his dull ruby lenses, then he returned to the theater to complete his mission.
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Sydney moaned, shook her head, then blinked. She shivered and hugged her bare arms, she was freezing, even her lungs felt coated in ice. Clutching at the pillar behind her, Sydney tried to stand upon numb feet, she almost succeeded when Major Maxim returned, a leather satchel carried in his right gloved hand.
"Y.you f.found..the other..c.component?" stuttered Syd, her teeth chattering so hard she thought they would shatter.
"Yes. You might say the component found us both," nodded Maxim, setting down his burden to grasp Sydney by her bare shoulders. Maxim vigorously rubbed Syd's arms, giving them some warmth, he stopped to remove his long coat and drape it over Sydney's naked body.
"T..that thing was the last part of the formula?" chattered Syd incredulously.
"He was the last of the Old Ones, an ancient race that once ruled the Earth," explained Maxim. "The alien's DNA has extraordinary properties, with it the Hammer Empire's dream of an army of unstoppable soldiers will finally be realized."
"You will allow them to infect you with that creature's genetic material?" breathed Sydney, unable to believe it. "Maxim..you won't be human anymore."
The Major looked away from Syd. "It is my duty as a soldier of the Hammer Empire, you..you wouldn't understand, Sydney."
Sydney leaned towards Maxim, his coat fell from her ivory shoulders. "No, I don't understand it. Forget about those jerks, stay with me! Stay human!"
Maxim's ruby lenses met Sydney's passionate blue eyes. "Sydney, I'm not human now. I died when we first met, only the Super-Soldier formula keeps me alive, and then only for a short time unless the formula is complete. I can't go with you, Sydney, I belong to the Hammer Empire, body and soul."
Tears welled beneath Sydney's glittering eyes. "Oh, Maxim."
Sydney hugged the burly soldier, then they were kissing, Sydney falling back to the stone floor, Maxim reaching between Syd's spreading legs, fondling her pussy, spreading the tender pink lips, then slipping two thick, gloved fingers up into Sydney's warm twat.
Despite the cold around them, Sydney's naked body quickly became flushed as she lay outstretched upon the smooth stone floor, arms resting above her mass of dark hair, blissful sighs falling from her lips while Maxim fingered her to wetness, his cold lips brushing across her smooth belly, his free hand enfolding her left breast, kneading the firm mound, thumb rubbing and tweaking the hard, tingling nipple.
When honey was flowing freely from Sydney's aroused cunt, Maxim mounted her, large hands clutching Syd's wrists, his heavy cock shoving into her, lancing deep into her yielding love passage. The massive Major's bloodless lips fastened upon Sydney's swollen left nipple, she watched him suckle upon her aching breast, she murmured happily, her long, pale legs wrapping around Maxim's bucking hips, her pelvis rolling as she impaled herself upon the super-soldier's thrusting shaft.
Maxim positioned Sydney upon her hands and knees, he rode Syd's bucking ass, thick arms coiled around her small waist, crotch slapping into the rocking Danger Girl's taut, creamy buttocks. Sydney moaned raggedly, drool spilling from her panting mouth, her long, dark brown hair flying about her bare shoulders as if she were a mare in heat, locked in the demanding embrace of her stallion.
Sydney cried out wantonly at her climax. Maxim humped Syd's upraised, glowing rump, but no release came to him, no seed gushed forth to fill Sydney's hungry womb.
Slipping out wetly from Sydney's pussy, his member soaked with the Danger Girl's sweet juices, Maxim secured his trousers, then stood while Sydney sat with luscious legs curled beneath her, breasts heaving and flush, a satiated, sultry smile upon her lovely face.
"I have to go," said Maxim coldly, retrieving his satchel from the floor.
Sydney's warm smile died upon her lips. "I..I can't stop you."
"The next time we meet, we'll be enemies. I'll kill you if I must."
"I understand, Major," replied Syd, looking up to meet the dull ruby lenses of the Hammer super-soldier.
"Keep the coat, I'll leave one chopper behind," snapped Maxim before he spun on one heel, marching towards the cavern's exit.
Sydney silently watched Maxim go. When he was gone, the naked Danger Girl recovered the soldier's long coat and wriggled into it, belting it snugly around her slender frame. Major Maxim had recovered the Super-Soldier formula component, but deep in her heart, Sydney believed that Maxim was the ultimate tragic loser of their contest.
The End
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