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Kim City	By : MisterZer0 Category: Kim Possible > Het- Male/Female > Kim/Ron Views: 6415 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I stalk around the rooftops just before midnight. The magic hour, black magic when you actually look down at this rats nest city. I keep a tight patrol of two blocks around the scientist’s building and I can see all manners of human filth and sin festering below me. The bums, the hoods, the runaways, the crocked cops and, just my luck, dear old mom working the corner. Catholic Irish to the bone, she’s got her cross right out in plain sight. And just about everything else. Hate to say it but she looks good. Damn good. And for a woman her age, after popping out three kids, damn impressive. Hope I’m that lucky in 20 years.

Not a minute after I spied her under that flickering street light when she gets her first client. Clients. Three local thugs, drugs dealers, I know, I broke the little one’s jaw two months ago. They’re her regulars and she knows just how to work them. They feel her up, grind up against her and she’s playing like the virgin school girl about to indulge in every dirty fantasy she ever had. Flirting, moaning, rubbing her curves against anything on them that bulges. Porcelain flower withering against a trio of ebony weeds and she loves it, maybe that’s where I get it. I don’t see him but I know dad’s watching, knife in one hand and six shooter in his pants. Not good business to cross any Possible downtown, not good for your health.

I go back to patrol before I see my dear lovely mommy degrade herself any further. I cut straight back to the building and I see a broken window. A window way too high off the ground for some kid to throw rocks at. They made their move and I missed it. Only five minutes since I took my eyes off this place, they’re in there, I can feel it. Using this grappling gun is like swinging around some freakishly long arm, it’s a part of me. Jumping off the roof, snagging the hook somewhere solid and swinging in through the busted window is just as natural to me as taking my next breath. It’s a beautiful sensation, something I need more of in this ugly world.

Broken glass crack under my feet. Completely dark, no way they escaped already. They’re hiding somewhere in here. The computer, have to make sure they didn’t get what they came for. It’s on, not a good sign. I click on the monitor and all I see is the boot screen. It’s just been turned on which means I just fell for the trap. Never saw it coming. The second that screen turned on something wraps around my neck like a leathery snake. Bitch nailed me with a whip in one shot, no light except that flickering monitor. Must have eyes like a goddamn owl. She pulls it taut enough just so I can feel every crack and fray cut into my skin before she flings me back. Crash head first into a metal case, knocking it and whatever the hell was on it over to the floor. I’m hurt, I can’t think straight, I’m on the floor. I’m as good as dead.

She’s already on my back before I know it. Shego, Drakken’s faithful bitch in waiting. Spikes digging into my back. She likes to runs around in green and black leather bondage gear; corset with spikes on the cups, long gloves, stiletto thigh highs with six inch steel spikes blades on the heels. Bitch can still slink around like a cat in that get up, even with those wind chimes on her ears. Tacky stuff, lots of gaudy gold chains and such with a set of diamond encrusted golden swastikas standing out like a pair of twisted centerpieces. Her moan goes into my ear and it makes my skin crawl. Her breasts heaving against me, digging those spikes deeper. They’re fake, I know it. Tits are way too big for her frame and way too pert. Trust me, it’s not jealousy talking “Well, well. The pet returns to her mistress,” she whispers breathy while she cuffs me.

Her slimy tongue slithers along the inside of my ear. If I could, I’d throw up right in her face. “Skank. So god damn glad I don’t have to see you’re fugly hide. Still paint yourself day glow green to please you’re boss?”

She yanks back my hair and drives a knuckle into my spine. I grimace but it’s all the satisfaction I give her. “Oh, I’ll break you. You’ll scream my name, you’ll lap at my boot, you will beg to be my chained up little princess. Because it’s either me or the doctor. And Kimmie, you’re not woman enough to survive him.” She jams something into my shoulders. Feel like sewing needles and she drills them in right to the hilt. Can’t hardass it this time, I scream out and the bitch probably got wet from it.

I hear the door open. The ceiling lamp bathes the room in a depressing shallow light. “Enough Shego.” That voice. Like a gargle of tar and nails. She leaps off my back and scampers to her master’s side. I roll around to get a good look, don’t want to but I have to. Dr. Drakken, Christ what hideous mistake. All blue, probably from all those experiments he does on himself. 7 feet tall and all his body parts seem like they belong on other people. What a freak show, that huge scar on the left side of his face I gave him the last time we tangoed doesn’t help either. Amazing he’s still alive, that scar runs deep like a canyon, he can’t even blink that eye all the way with it.

Shego nuzzles herself to him, running her hand along his chest and wrapping a leg around him like he’s the perfect man. She’s too beautiful for a creep like that. Psycho, complete bitch but even she should have standards. “She came. Just like you said, she came and she went down easy.” This whole thing was a trap all along. If I get out of this, I’m going to tear that scientist’s dick off with my bare hands.

“Good.” He puts that lumpy, rotten sausage hand on her head and pushes her down to her knees. She knows what he wants and purrs like a kitten while she unzips him with her teeth. What flops out is anything but human. Almost like something on a horse cept with a number of tumorous bumps. Even from here I can smell it, like some diseased animal, freshly rotting. Shego takes it into her hands with nothing but lust and admiration for it. She starts from his sagging sack and goes to the tip, leaving a trail of midnight green lipstick stains as she goes. Pulls back the skin and licks up all the juices off the head. I nearly gag in my own bile. “Please master, let me have more time. I know I’ll break her, make her my slave. I’ll prepare her properly for you.”

“No. Going to ruin her instead. Make it hard, going to have a fun night. Praying she’ll die from this.” Shego complies to her grotesque master command with more excitement than disappointment. How she could get the head past her lips without breaking her jaw is beyond me but damn if she’s not doing it. The thing slides down her throat and her wanton moaning makes me sick, the whole sight of it makes me sick. Only a twisted mind could enjoy sucking a twisted cock like that. She’s even tenderly cradles his nuts as she buries her nose down into that dead forest of pubic hairs. That whole god damn abomination is down her throat. What the hell kind of sad, twisted life do you have to live to learn to do something like that? It’s like torture but when she finally pulls away, I get to see what it looks like hard. The thing actually twist. It doesn’t just bend to one side, it bends and then bends back the other way. And he wants to put it in me. No way I’ll live through this. Even if I could take that thing the old fashion way, he won’t stop there. He’ll use it for every sick pleasure he can think of until I’m dead. Then he’ll do it all over again with my corpse. So far, not my best night.
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