Tolerable Cruelty - Chapter 29 (Patreon)

This is it, everyone! The final chapter of TC!

Chapter 29

“Hahaha!” Carter cackled evilly as she held both of Maria’s slender arms in her firm, unbreakable grip. “Is this how it feels!? I thought I was in good shape before, but now I know what true power feels like!”

“Ayyyyy!” Maria screamed in pain as Carter continued to twist. The Mexican woman fell to her knees as her strength began to wane.

“Stop! Please!” A weakened Peter was sitting on the ground next to his guardian.

“You really gave us the same formula? I can’t believe how weak she is!” Carter laughed. “Trying to curry a little favor from me, are you? You want a real woman in your life?” Carter let go of Maria’s arm and flexed her limb. A large, beautiful bicep peaked on her taut arm.

“Yes, let us go! You’re… you’re with the law, aren’t you? This has to be illegal!”

Carter stopped her taunting, totally stunned by Peter’s appeal to “law” and “rules.” And then she started laughing. Full-bellied, body-shaking mirth.

“You think… that rules apply… to me?” she managed to stammer between huge guffaws. “I’ll slap my mama if I ever have to play by anyone’s rules ever again! God, I’m so much stronger than her! You miserable civilians don’t know how much I work, how much I train to keep my body in shape. I bet that’s why your little mistress here is nothing compared to me. And your wife too, who you’re so terrified of. I’ll take care of her too. Why, you should be thanking me! Now, where is Harris?”

Maria withered away even more than she already was. Peter didn’t meet Carter’s eyes.

“You two… did you two do something to him? Is he even alive!?” she roared.

“He… he was going to…” Maria whimpered.

“Was!?” Carter screamed. “You want protection per the law, but you killed a Federal Agent!? And this one…” she spun around with Maria’s single arm still in her grasp and let go, sending the injured Maria flying through the concrete wall of their makeshift field office, “assaulted and injured our agents. I know what the law does with people like you. Believe me, what I’m about to do to you will be far more merciful. You should be thanking me, you fucking murderers!”

A sudden rush of air, and a redheaded blur arrived on the scene.

“P-Piper!!” Peter gushed in obvious relief.

“Well, well, well, the abusive wife arrives, hmm?”

“Abusive…?” Piper looked at Peter with obvious confusion in her sparkling blue eyes.

“Come to take care of your husband and his little indiscretion?” Carter shot a glance at Maria, who was gingerly extricating herself from the rubble. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything for you. Though I’m sure you’ve had your own share of indiscretions, haven’t you?” Carter picked at her teeth with her fingernail, making her muscles bulge ominously.

“Me? Oh, yes. I’ve killed some people. Probably some of your agents too. But they deserved it,” Piper stated nonchalantly.

Carter’s eyes grew wide in surprise.

“So you’re admitting it!? You’re not like these other two whimpering, sniveling idiots. I think I’d actually get along with you, you know. Except for the whole killing agents thing. But at least you have a spine.”

“Peter, you really gave this bitch the formula? I can’t believe you!” she lectured him sternly.

“Piper, I’m sorry… it was to save Maria…” he whispered.

“Oh look! All the infidelities, all the confessions, they’re all coming out now!” Carter cackled. “It’s good for the soul, you know. Any other last words?”

“I killed Vince Harris,” Piper turned back to face Carter and addressed her calmly. “It wasn’t them. It was me.” She smiled brightly as she flexed her fingers menacingly.

“You… you…”

“You think you’re so powerful. With all your stupid muscles. Yes, I overheard you. I killed your other teammates too when they fired on me. All of your snipers, your entire team… totally useless against me.”

“I’ll show you! I’ve earned this!” Carter shrieked.

She barreled forward, her thighs flexing and bulging enormously as her feet pulverized the concrete below from its entrenched push. Huge chunks of jagged rock fired backwards from her mad charge as she rushed toward Piper like a ballistic missile, both powerful arms extended. Neither Peter nor Maria could see her attack, Carter’s movement far too quick for naked eyes.

Her two large fists slammed straight into Piper’s bare abdomen. An enormous shockwave burst outward centered around the two superpowered women. Peter clutched his chest as the air was knocked out of his lungs. Maria staggered and fell to the ground once more.

“Hhh.. hh…. Ahhhhhhh!” came a tortured scream.

“Do you understand now?” Piper sneered. She hadn’t moved from her spot.

“My… my hands!” Carter wailed.

Piper reached out with her fingers and pinched Carter’s bicep which the agent was so proud of. A little bit of pinpoint pressure applied, and Carter’s flesh gave way under Piper’s squeeze.

“Arrrgh! Stop! Stop, please!” Carter pleaded with tears in her eyes.

“Not so fun when it’s happening to you, is it? You torture my little brother, you torture my husband, and you torture his friend… this only seems fair, doesn’t it? Don’t worry, I’m not you. I’m not going to drag this out.”

“W-w-w-what? I thought you hated him… he… he cheated on you!”

Carter’s words took Piper completely by surprise. She began to laugh genuinely. Even Peter began to chuckle.

“Wh… what’s going on…” Carter whispered.

“Newsflash, bitch. I love my husband. Very much.”

Piper’s eyes crackled with energy. A searing beam of light later, there was nothing left of Carter but ash.

—

“Is this okay, Piper?” Peter asked. “God, I never thought everything would get so out of hand.” He looked especially cute sitting on the edge of their bed naked.

“It’ll be fine. I left plenty of agents alive. They’re all terrified of me. I told them to forget about us, and nothing bad will happen to them. If they ever come back, I’ll just scare them until they piss themselves.”

She glanced outside with her x-ray vision, noting an unmarked van parked down their street. Well, there was time to take care of that later.

“Umm, excuse me,” came melodious Maria’s voice as she stepped out of Peter and Piper’s bathroom wrapped in a far too small terry cloth robe. “Sorry, this does not fit me so well…”

Piper gasped as she admired Maria’s sexy form. She’d only had a tiny bit of the formula, yet she was fucking perfect!

“Oh my god, Peter. She’s so sexy. You guys really didn’t do it!?”

“No! I swear to you, Piper! I… I tried! You know I wouldn’t lie to you,” Maria whimpered. Even her breathy voice was just hot.

“Well, here’s your chance…” Piper floated off their bedroom floor and approached the Hispanic beauty.

“Mmm… finally,” Maria whispered breathlessly as their lips met.

“We’ve been talking about this, Peter,” Piper looked back at Peter as the two womens’ limbs were intertwined, their uber physiques rubbing against each other, outrageous curves meeting outrageous curves. “I think I’d like to sample her… dominate you both in bed… order Maria here to overpower you while I watch and masturbate.”

“Yessss Peter,” Maria moaned. “I’ve wanted this for so long. You’re mine to ravage, any way I want, any time I want…”

Peter gulped. “N-n-no…”

Piper and Maria smiled at each other, eyes ablaze with lust. Maria strutted toward Peter and let the far too small robe fall to the ground while Piper disrobed in midair.

“N-n-no, wait! I really mean it!” Peter begged.

“Too bad! You’re totally helpless against me!” Maria bragged.

“P-p-p-pickled peppers!” Peter said.

“What? What does that mean, pickled peppers?” Maria looked at Peter. She looked back at Piper, who was totally aghast.

“Peter. You can’t be serious,” she replied flatly. “Come on, you have got to be kidding me!”

Piper slammed the wall with her fist lightly. The entire house shook.

“What does it mean!?” Maria shrieked, well aware that the mood was totally ruined.

“That’s our safeword.”

“Ay, no mames!!!”

Maria began to curse in a long string of Spanish.

“Um… sorry Maria. I didn’t really feel comfortable with you doing that…” Peter whispered in embarrassment, his face furiously red. “It felt a little forced…”

Maria huffed and blew her ebony hair back. The slight tantrum made her look even sexier.

Then Piper smiled.

“Maria? Do you like older men? I have someone I can introduce you to…”

—

Maria pushed the helpless man onto his back with her super strength. The staggering force briefly knocked the air out of his chest. He clutched it in pain as the haunting image of his gorgeous Hispanic date bathed in moonlight approached him.

Maria climbed on top of Piper’s boss, admiring his fairly sculpted body. She placed her fingers over his neck and squeezed gently as she humped his already stiff member through his underwear.

“Maria, I’m scared…” the usually bullheaded and assertive man admitted.

“You can’t stop me, can you?” she whispered ominously. “I could make you orgasm for me with a simple touch! Why, I could kill you right here if I wanted…”

Grant grabbed her arm with his hands in an attempt to get out. Maria flicked them away and slapped his cheek. It reddened from her open-palmed strike. Piper had given her some pointers.

“Oh my god! Maria!” Grant gasped.

“Was that okay?” she asked genuinely. She didn’t want to completely frighten a man with such an impeccable reputation.

“Y-yeah… I’m okay. Can we come up with a safe word?”

“Mm… later. I’ll be gentle, I promise.” She reached up to let down her glossy raven hair, revealing a vial that had been hidden in knots of her updo; Peter’s apology for the other night’s abrupt ending. She flicked the lid off and downed the fluid inside in one sensuous motion. “But tonight will be extra special, for both of us…” She already felt the delicious sensation of her body heating up. She could hardly believe it was happening again. She was about to become so much sexier. And powerful!

Suddenly, Maria’s pheromone scent intensified as her dark eyes bore into his soul. Those beautiful ruby lips curled into a smile, that moist, fleshy pink tongue wetting her thick folds, and the curtain of black silk that framed her heart-shaped face… his willpower wilted as all of her surging beauty wiped away any of his objections.

“O-o-okay,” Grant whispered, his twitching erection all of a sudden ready to explode. Somehow her face was even more beautiful than when she’d first straddled him. His first hint of the erotic goddess taking shape on top of him.

“You pathetic fuck. I can feel you growing even harder as I hurt you. But I’m growing harder too! What if I broke your arm with a pinch of my fingers? Would you scream in pain, or moan in arousal?” She undulated her hips against him, rubbing his fully stiff erection even more roughly. “What if I squeezed my legs together and shattered your hips?”

“Oh god! Maria! I’m gonna… I’m gonna come!!”

Maria clamped her legs around his just like she’d threatened, even as her thighs became longer and more defined. Yes, she was definitely transforming now! Grant exploded in huge gouts of pleasure as he flooded his underwear with his semen.

Maria suppressed a giggle. He was fun. She’d have to thank Piper for the introduction later. And Peter too, for tonight’s extra special treat.

The bed, and maybe even the house began to rock as she started swaying over him, the formula in her hot blood beginning to bloom. Her hands slid up and down her increasingly voluptuous body, feeling her strength multiply, knowing that finally fists and even bullets would never hurt her again. She might even be able to fly by the end of the night!

“So pathetic, Grant! Now, stay hard for me and fuck me properly while I become… Become a goddess!”

—

“Hey Piper?” Peter asked, reaching over to fondle her breasts as he spooned her.

“Yeah hun?”

“Are you in the mood tonight?”

“Not really…”

“Aw, please, Piper? It’s the weekend tomorrow.”

She sighed and gave in. “Okay, Peter. You owe me though. Come on, can’t you squeeze any harder?” He had begun squeezing her breasts too hard when she consented.

“You’re the best, babe. Can you roleplay as my evil superpowered mistress? That always gets me to finish fast.”

She chuckled quietly, remembering the night this had all started. Well, if Peter wanted to play…

“Sometimes I think I really should kill you. Too bad you can’t orgasm after you die,” Piper sneered.

Of course he gets to finish quickly, she thought. But she wasn’t interested in her own pleasure tonight anyway, so she may as well.

Piper pushed him onto his back with her irresistible super strength. Peter clutched his chest in genuine pain.

Piper climbed on top of his chiseled abs and pecs, admiring his strong arms and body. Though she might have to ease up on him physically. Give him a chance to recover.

She placed her fingers over his neck and squeezed gently as they humped each other through their underwear.

“Too hard!” he managed to wheeze.

Piper smirked evilly as she loosened her fingers, feeling him stiffen as he was able to breathe with a little less strain.

“You can’t stop me, can you?” she whispered ominously. “I could kill you right here if I wanted…”

Peter grabbed her arm with his firm hands in a genuine attempt to get out. Piper flicked them away and slapped his cheek. It reddened from her open-palmed strike. She knew that he liked it. His little soldier jumped to attention even more.

“You pathetic fuck. I can feel you growing even harder as I hurt you. If I broke your arm with a pinch of my fingers, would you scream in pain, or moan in arousal?” She undulated her hips against him, rubbing his fully stiff erection even more roughly. “What if I squeezed my legs together and shattered your hips?”

Peter’s eyes were glazing over. He began to grind his burning iron against his wife’s hot intimacy as he pumped his hips.

Piper struggled to keep him restrained, playing into the fantasy. His thrusting was far too pathetic to budge her body. She placed her hand on one of his chest, pinning him and stopping his violent bucking. He groaned as his lower body continued to thrust, clearly unable to overpower her with his struggles.

“What if I just burn you to a crisp with my eyes? Think you’d come before you die? Nah… my lasers are way too powerful. You wouldn’t even be able to process it before you turned into ash. I’d probably blast a hole through the entire planet too. Imagine all the screaming...”

Peter’s virile erection was leaking now, causing a wet stain to appear in his boxers. The fact that his wife was able to do these things to him, to anyone, was so wonderful… He ground his shaft against her, so near to orgasm just from her nasty teasing.

“Or what if I freeze your stupid little dick with my ice breath? Could you imagine the shrinkage!? And then I’d flick your frozen little stiffy with a finger and shatter it into a billion pieces!”

Peter couldn’t take it anymore. With a few final thrusts, he groaned as he flooded his pants in four urgent spurts. His back arched as he came, throwing his wife off of him in the violent process. Once his pulsing subsided, he lay back down on the bed, breathing hard, the last few dregs of his orgasm dribbling out of his now softening member.

“Oh god, Piper! That was so good…” Peter gasped.

But Piper didn’t relent. Her eyes hinted at more.

“Sorry Peter, but you turned me on. Now you’re going to eat me out until I’m satisfied. And the way my body is now, I can go forever.”

But he was already asleep.

She tousled his thick hair fondly before floating into the air above their bed. Her impossibly strong hands played over her impossibly beautiful, impossibly sensitive curves, moving at speeds that would look like a blur to her husband sleeping below. She twisted and turned midair, her fondly frustrated expression fading as her long, powerful fingers began to dart in and out her moist intimacy.

“Oh, Peter!” she grunted, her arousal and pleasure humming through her at levels that were entirely superhuman now. Even her faint, secret moans shivered the beams of their house, the devastating orgasm building inside her, about to be unleashed. She was always going to outlast him, thanks to this incredible sexy body he’d given her! It was one of the little cruelties of his fantasy come true.

It was a cruelty she could tolerate.