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Five Women. One Night. [AFF Edit Edition]
By : JayDee
Category: M through R > Predator
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Description: The ultimate hunter comes to Earth to hunt, defeat, rape and take skull trophies from five of Earth's greatest female warriors in a single night: Deadly Little Miho, Natalie Cook, Beatrix Kiddo, Lara Croft and Agent Horowitz. Can he succeed?

Content Codes (By Section) Agent Horowitz: M/F, cons, vio, snuff, rough, anal cream pie

It was quiet in the back of the truck. Sonya Blade lay numbly and was unsure how much time had passed. She gazed at the truck’s roof through a haze of mental fog. She’d be trained to be one of the best soldiers on the planet. She had extensive combat experience both internationally and on domestic operations. She thought that mentally and physically she was as tough as humanly possible. The shock of being raped by her superior officer whom she liked and trusted and by another woman had destroyed all that in an instant.

The stink of cum and sweat penetrated even through her broken nose, which throbbed dully. The squad’s medic Doc Jones had taken a few moments to do what he could for it, even as his spunk dribbled down her breasts, and her face was mostly clean of blood. The rest of the squad had pulled her clothes back on and taken a few extra cheap feels as they did so. Sonya was sure she would never feel clean again. She desperately wanted a shower and to scrub until she bled. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of her pants and brushed them across her puffy labia. Her aching cunt was still soaked with her juice.

She’d been raped, and she had climaxed. Sonya Blade had been trained in every possible area; she knew if she was captured her captors might rape her. She knew that it was possible to stimulate the human body to pleasure without the consent or willingness of the brain and that it didn’t mean she was any less a woman. It didn’t mean she was a whore. The intellectual knowledge was no help to her as she lay wrapped in the mental cotton wool of disassociation. Sonya started at the roof of them van, and then screwed her eyes tightly. She reached deep inside herself. She remembered what she was.

“I am Lieutenant Sonya Blade. I am a soldier.”

The calm and clear words cut through the fog. Sonya was a soldier. She was a highly trained intelligent weapon, a stone cold killer. She sat up; her cunt ached, her nose throbbed. She ignored them. It was only physical pain. The now cold and clammy semen of the squad dribbled down her breasts within her top. She ignored it too. What was mere discomfort to a living weapon?

“I am a soldier. I am a soldier.”

Soldiers obeyed orders. Sonya picked up her gun and left the truck, eyes cold as the ninth circle of Hell in which betrayers spend eternity. The driver watched her go from the truck’s cab, and then got on with reviewing the rape footage from the cameras.

The squad had left Sonya behind and moved quickly. The pheromone equipment showed a strong trail that seemed to be leading straight into the Wayland Industries building, and the agency had reported it a high possibility that the target was there. Other squads would remain far enough out from the buildings to close things down if the hunter made it past Agent Horowitz’s squad.

The seven men followed Horowitz in loose formation to the reported location of the female sentry, and found her unconscious in the shadows. A diminutive soldier picked up the strange alien communication discs, unaware that they had detected and reported the soldier’s arrival. Horowitz realised as she saw the disk that it was probably similar to the devices used in the nightclub, and started to warn the soldier when the disk exploded. The diminutive soldier caught most of the localised blast in the face. He didn’t even have time to scream.

Horowitz shook her head and rolled her eyes, “Gawd! Like, what a total clown!”

Doc Jones checked the sentry and reported that she was merely unconscious, but seemed to have suffered a blow to the head. Horowitz noticed that the muscular redheaded doctor’s hands on the gothic girl’s unconscious body weren’t entirely professional. The morality of doctors trained to kill was clearly considerably more skewed than usual in Doc Jones. Horowitz recalled a number of incidents held on his file that actually increased his worth to the agency.

“We’ll leave her. No sense some half conscious and, like, way concussed drooling bimbo following us in – If I wanted that, I’d have hired a sorority girl. Her skills aren’t too good for this part of the job anyway, even if she has killed more people than syphilis.”

Horowitz laughed, “After all, she killed most of them *with* syphilis! And, Gosh, how passé is the Goth look? She so needs a tan.”

Doc Jones copped one last feel through the unconscious girl’s corset and rejoined Horowitz and the squad as they crossed to the Wayland Industries building. They used whatever cover was available, ready at any second for a bolt of plasma death to end any of their lives. Some of them wondered what special duties Lt Blade had been assigned.

Major Briggs – Jax – in particular held no regrets at all about raping his subordinate, but started to worry that word might get out somehow. Sonya might be stupid enough to talk, if she was as traumatised as she seemed. Jax decided that if there was an opportunity for a friendly fire incident during the mission, he was going to take it and pump a few rounds into the bitch.

They inside the HQ and had just reached a corridor junction when the air blurred down ahead, and the front two men in the squad gained a spear. It passed clean through the body armour and body of the first, killing him almost instantly with shock and massive blood loss and stopped solidly in the chest of the soldier behind him. The end of the long shaft quivered as the big man looked down its length. He saw bits of his comrade’s insides hanging off the metal and sank to his knees.

Jax reacted instantly, shoving Horowitz down the corridor to the left as he returned mostly accurate fire. The rounds caught the Predator in his protective breastplate as Jax dived after Horowitz. Doc Jones and a skinny soldier went down the corridor on the other side. Gogedheh fired his reloaded netgun at the middle of the three still visible to him, and watched as it smashed the man down the corridor before pressing him to the floor. The other two backed towards the intersection, firing their guns and not managing to hit the cloaked predator.

He threw the smartdisc, and was greatly annoyed when it slammed through the front of a soldier’s body armour but didn’t emerge from the back to return back to his hand. The alien disc bounced around inside the soldier’s body armour as he screamed, and remained lodged inside his cut up guts. The last soldier in the corridor made it back to the intersection and threw himself down next to Doc Jones.

“Well, fuck me!” commented the Doctor, before turning his attention back across the corridor to Agent Horowitz, who was herself giving orders to Jax.

The soldier trapped by the net was struggling as it contracted against the floor, and quickly found it cutting into him. He got his knife against it, but found the alien material just wouldn’t cut with his inferior blade. His struggles took on a more urgent note as the contracting net pushed his knife blade back on himself. Doc Jones heard him yell for help, but could see there was nothing he could do as the man was forced to stab himself in the chest. It looked fairly fatal, so the amoral soldier-Doctor left him too it.

The predator didn’t rest on his laurels. The end of his hunt was in sight! He had seen his final prey, and she had brought challenging foes with her, to sweeten his victory, almost as an offering.

He’d run around the building a little before he killed the guard and found Lara Croft, and knew that the corridors were in a large grid with several more cross corridors.

He backed off down the corridor and ran down another intersection – he was going to go all the way round and come up behind Doc Jones, Sykes, and the soldier who’d just pissed himself at the thought of an invisible foe. Meanwhile, Horowitz was still talking to Jax.

“Jax, thanks for the save. When this stuff is over I’m so gonna fuck you.”

“Count on it.”

Agent Horowitz was about to respond when she noticed the blurring again coming down the corridor behind Doc Jones. The Predator picked up the skinny soldier without breaking sweat and cut the man’s throat with a slash of wrist blade. Doc Jones backed off real fast, but the dead body Gogedheh used as a shield deflected every round he fired. A bolt of plasma from the shoulder cannon ended the good doctor’s life for good. The remaining soldier had lost his mind, and was screaming incoherently. He managed to get his gun up but Gogedheh stamped heavily on his head. The soldier’s skull smashed like a watermelon under the heavy foot of the predator.

As Agent Horowitz backed off slowly and watched, Jax targeted the cloaked source of the shoulder cannon blast, and successfully damaged the targeting motors with a short controlled burst, effectively rendering it useless – unless the big bastard fancied shooting himself in the shoulder.

As Jax was fired, he smacked his elbow into the nearest fire alarm point and activated the sprinkler system (some of the high tech labs used gas, but the corridors were all water sprinklers to avoid choking employees). The water poured down heavily along the corridor and revealed the imposing outline of the alien before the already damaged cloaking device shorted out in a shower of sparks. Gogedheh ran towards the dark skinned human, howling his challenge.

Jax could now see clearly where he was armoured and where he wasn’t, and started to target the predator’s throat even as it slammed into him. Gogedheh took a firm grip on each of Jax’s arms and pulled hard, dislocating them as bones popped from sockets and ligaments tore. Jax grunted and kicked up at his much large assailant. The pressure on his arms lessened, but unless Horowitz did something real kick, he knew was screwed. He spat upwards, sending a thick wad of spit onto the alien’s mask, and called him an asshole. Gogedheh finished Jax off with a slash of a wrist-blade to the face.

The sprinklers were still going strong, and as the wounded soldiers were all dead the only sounds in the corridor came from the water. Gogedheh looked up from Jax’s body to see Agent Horowitz standing under the freezing cold spray of a sprinkler. She had dropped her weapons, and the dark clothing clung closely to her body.

Hers would be the only skull worth taking, the only trophy worthy to sit alongside the others. Gogedheh steeled himself for the final fight, yet Horowitz smiled warmly,

“You really are a big boy aren’t you? I bet those four girls had the time of their lives partying with you! You’re so totally the biggest guy I ever met, I mean, look at those hands and feet!”

Gogedheh was confused by the human’s playful tone. There was no fear, no challenge – though he knew he lacked some experience with humans. Horowitz, chosen warrior of humanity’s leaders, didn’t even seem to be in an attacking stance. His confusion deepened as she slowly pulled up her drenched top and dropped it onto the corridor floor. She undid her skirt and dropped it likewise, and used one foot and then the other to ease off her shoes until she stood naked before the hunter. The streaming cold water had her skin coming up in goose pimples, while her nipples were sticking out hard.

Horowitz slicked her wet hair back away from her face and let her smile widen as she held out her arms. Gogedheh thought he understood, and sheathed his remaining wrist blades. He stripped off everything but his mesh bodysuit and self-destruct wristlet until he stood as unarmed as Agent Horowitz. She eyed the bag of trophies he dropped and remembered the scene photos of the bodies that went with the first heads in the bag. Her eyes widened at the sight of his limp cock as he removed the leather crotch pouch entirely. She felt her cunt get hotter and, incredibly, wetter. The crab-like face wasn’t up to much, but she’d probably dated worse to get a big donation. The sprinklers began to die off as Wayland Industries’ advanced automated systems completed fire checks.

Horowitz swayed her hips as she walked towards the giant alien. He raised his fists to strike as he had when facing Natalie Cook while she carried no weapons. Horowitz instead sank to her knees in the pooled cold water and stroked her hands gently up his legs. She looked up into inhuman eyes and licked her lips.

A full strength slap from the alien could break her neck like a twig, but she felt sure she had calculated her secondary assault strategy correctly. Attempt one had been military strategy. Attempt two was pure Horowitz – even if she needed Sonya Blade for part of it. She leaned forward and licked her tongue along Gogedheh’s long, limp shaft. It was stained with filth and dried cum and cuntjuice, but Horowitz enjoyed the taste of sex and moaned as she slicked her tongue along the meat.

Gogedheh, whose research had managed to miss the many sex tapes, couldn’t understand why Agent Horowitz was seeking to pleasure him rather than fight him. He slapped down a mighty hand, though not full strength. Horowitz was knocked sideways and splashed into the water on the floor. She shook her head to try and clear the pain in her jaw, and spat out a few thousand dollars of dental work, but made no move to counter attack. Gogedheh snarled. Horowitz demurely spat blood.

Agent Horowitz had correctly interpreted the strike as a goading test. She stood up before the hunter and reached down to spread her cuntlips as she challenged him,

“What are you waiting for? Fuck me, already! I know you aren’t some nervous virgin!”

Horowitz slinked close again, and the naked woman gripped the big hunter’s shaft firmly with both hands. She lifted it up and began to rub and squeeze it as she would a human’s – and like a human shaft it quickly responded to her very experienced touch. Horowitz cooed as it lengthened and thickened, and applied her mouth to the end. She looked up whorishly as she swirled her tongue around the pointed end and then swallowed more.

Gogedheh having denied a fight with his chosen prey realised he was being denied the chance to rape her too – there was no way to rape the willing. No way to rape a woman who had never in her life denied consent. Horowitz surprised him further by forcing the end of his cock into her own throat; her well trained gag reflex almost entirely absent as she swallowed the alien’s cock into her stretched out gullet. The feeling was physically amazing, but lacked a lot of the emotional power the act had had for Gogedheh when he forced the defeated Lara Croft to take him orally.

Horowitz pulled her head off the hard shaft and giggled. It had to be at least ten or twelve inches, but it looked so weird, thick and greenish-brown and with no ballsack. Gogedheh grabbed her around the slim waist and lifted her into the air; he slammed her roughly against the corridor wall, but the sprinkler drenched agent still made no attempt to either defend herself or attack him. Horowitz lifted her legs and spread them wide against the hard wall. She looked down at eagerly the hunter’s shaft pointing up towards her impatient crotch.

“Come on! Put it in me!”

Gogedheh pulled Horowitz down onto his shaft. Even being womb fucked on the first stroke didn’t seem to bother Horowitz; she exercised to keep her cunt tight, but her Cervix had been opened so many times by so many guys that she experienced zero pain when the shaft entered her uterus. Gogedheh looked down in amazement as her crotch met his, yet there was no screaming or struggling. Instead she pulled her body against his so her nipples pressed into his alien chest and squeezed her pelvic muscles around the shaft. She tried to encourage the alien, but couldn’t get any leverage to bounce herself on the big cock. She managed to rock her hips a little and feel the huge cock moving inside her.

The hunter was surprised by the human’s hot and incredibly wet cunt as it squeezed his meat. He lifted Horowitz up his shaft as she hissed a happy,

“Yessssss! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”

Horowitz looked around to see the corpses of her squad, men who’d trusted her leadership and died to protect her. She figured they should have taken her seriously when she said they were expendable – and then her mind was filled with the pleasure of the long twelve-inch strokes as Gogedheh bounced the horny slut on his thick pole.

Horowitz came almost immediately, splashing the alien with her lust juices as she screamed with orgasmic joy. Gogedheh felt the spasming tightness on his shaft, but despite the pleasure it seemed to him his own climax a long distance hence. It just wasn’t the same for him to fuck a human female who wanted it. He fucked Horowitz against the wall for another couple of minutes, and then pulled her off of his shaft. His greenish-brown cock was completely drenched, while hot juice ran freely from Horowitz’s gaping cunt.

Horowitz’s eyes rolled back down from her skull and focussed in confusion – she hadn’t felt him cum. However, as the pointed tip pressed between her toned and tanned buttocks she understood, and started to relax her sphincter. Horowitz got her hands down to her pussy, one urgently frigging while the other rubbed her clit. Gogedheh felt the thrill again of his people’s taboo being broken, and it brought more excitement into the act as he opened up Horowitz’s far-from-virgin ass with his cock.

Despite the cold water Horowitz’s whole body felt hot. She brought herself off again as Gogedheh sank his length up her ass. The sheer size of his shaft stretched her in ways that reminded her of her first anal experience. Her groans and moans increased as the predator started to fuck her tight ass with his big cock.

Gogedheh couldn’t understand why the degrading and humiliating act seemed to be driving Horowitz even wilder. He pummelled her ass with hard thrusts, but the pain only served to further define and power the pleasure Horowitz felt. Her hands worked feverishly on her cunt, sometimes straying to her breasts, while the nerves of her tightly stretched ass were alive. Gogedheh wondered if he had been defeated somehow, if unwritten rules had changed, if the humans had worked out what he came for and denied him any possibility of it? Horowitz had eagerly taken him in her mouth and cunt, and even as he roughly sodomized her she cried for more.

The squealing blonde had almost forgotten the second part of her back up plan, but as her stuffed ass squelched with the pummelling she vaguely wondered where Lt. Blade had got too. The big hunter’s ejaculation took her by surprise; he filled her bowels with near scalding spunk that hurt her tender ass. Horowitz bit her bottom lip through the pain and rubbed her cunt to another orgasm. She was pretty much exhausted, but the pleasure was still good. She hadn’t gotten off so much in a long while. Also, she doubted that there was any chance of a fashionable brand of bottled water to refresh her as the grunting crab-faced creature packed her bowels with his greenish-white spunk. She found herself mentally comparing his O-face to others she’d seen and smiled inwardly.

The hunter pulled Horowitz from his shaft and set her down on the floor. A thick stream of hot messy alien spunk began to drain out from Horowitz’s wide-open ass; her sphincter twitched while she reached back and fingered the wide-open hole. Gogedheh felt intense disappointment flooding through him, worse even than when he’d thought Beatrix Kiddo hadn’t been any good at fighting.

Though his spirit wasn’t really in it, Gogedheh slapped Horowitz roughly in the face with his wilting cock; to make a last half hearted effort to goad her into either attacking or at least aggressively defending. There was no honour in killing those who wouldn’t fight. Horowitz misinterpreted the action and began to lick his shaft clean, tasting spunk and a little blood from the rougher strokes along with the familiar taste of her bowel; Horowitz was such a slut she truly enjoyed going ass to mouth.

They were both utterly oblivious as Sonya Blade sighted along her high calibre rifle at the hunter’s unprotected head. Sonya watched with disgust as Horowitz happily licked the filth from his shaft – it was clear to the soldier Horowitz had no morality at all, though truthfully she didn’t expect a rapist to have morals. At least that bastard Jax was dead.

The aim was absolutely perfect; Sonya’s finger began to squeeze gently on the trigger… and then the snake attacked. Lara Croft’s thrown backpack had smashed open the snake’s tank and released the reptile into the lab. It had been the subject of experiments by the Wayland Industries science teams, and was easily twenty-five feet long. The snake’s head was wider than Sonya’s waist. She screamed as it coiled fast up around her, and both Horowitz and Gogedheh turned to look at the noise.

“Like, wow.”

Sonya screamed again as the snake faced her and flicked out its tongue. Sonya’s gun was too long-barrelled to get a decent shot against the snake, and it was already squeezing too tight for her to twist around and shoot at its tail. The butch blonde dropped the long gun and pulled out her pistol, but even as she did so the Boa increased the squeezing of its coiled body to crush the helpless woman to death. Sonya’s athletic body was messily pulped between the chemically enhanced coils. A heavy stream of piss sprayed into her panties as she died. Sonya’s pistol dropped from her twitching fingers as the snake’s huge mouth closed over her head. The snake commenced consuming its meal.

Horowitz made up a new plan on the spot, and rolled to hook up Jax’s gun. She turned it on Gogedheh and fired into his chest. The weapon worked fine despite the water it had been partially laying in, and green blood burst from each fleshy hole as the automatic rounds penetrated Gogedheh’s broad and muscled chest.

“This is my final plan! You so die!”

Gogedheh was forced back by the spray of bullets as without his breastplate he took a lot of damage. He howled with pain, and tried to get away – he saw Horowitz’s plot to defeat him all too clearly now, and he’d walked right into it! No wonder she was so highly rated by her masters. Then luck was back with him as Jax’s gun ran out of ammo. Horowitz scrambled for another magazine as Gogedheh leaped towards her. Thick green blood was running heavily from his chest, but the predator species was very tough and he wasn’t fatally wounded yet. Boiling rage drowned his pain.

Horowitz slammed the magazine home, worked the gun mechanism and pulled the trigger. The gun jammed.

“That is uncool!” she moaned, as Gogedheh reached her and stomped his foot into her chest.

Horowitz screamed as ribs and sternum were shattered and ground into her lungs. She started coughing blood almost immediately. She smacked the gun against the floor and somehow managed to clear the jam. As pissed off as the predator she fired upwards at the steep angle to his face. Gogedheh twisted his head but caught some fire. The hard bones of his face were gouged as the rounds caught partially hits. He lost some of his dreadlocks. Gogedheh caught the barrel of the gun and yanked it from the naked woman’s hands, throwing it far down the corridor. The feeding snake turned its head towards the clatter as Sonya’s boots disappeared into its mouth. The snake’s strong internal muscles were already pulping the corpse down for easy of digestion.

Horowitz went for Jax’s knife next, despite the difficulty she was having breathing. That was one of Horowitz’s greatest strengths; despite everything everyone put her through, Horowitz never gave up and always came back for more. Her government brainwashing had only accentuated that personality trait. She slashed out with the blade, and drew a green line across the predator’s leg, but by then he was on her, and had his huge hands around her throat. He glared hatefully into her eyes as he squeezed and twisted. Her spine popped and cracked and her neck broke in his hands.

Horowitz was dead. She’d outthought him and damn nearly outfought him, and if his wounds proved not to be fatal the many scars he now bore would serve as a reminder of the dangers of skilful and cunning prey. He took the knife from Horowitz’s hand and hacked off her head, pulling out her damaged spine and holding the few pounds of flesh high above his own. He howled with joy and with victory.

The hunt was over... And After the Hunt?

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Five Women. One Night. [AFF Edit Edition]	By : JayDee Category: M through R > Predator Views: 22328 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Five Women. One Night. [AFF Edit Edition]