Joyce was quickly embraced by Delta City as the new Superwoman and had amazing success stopping crime. Not a single criminal had even come close to making her break a sweat and she quickly earned the reputation of a true superheroine. 

Meanwhile… 

The alarm went off at 8am as Josephine swiped snooze on her cell phone. Rebecca was coming over to get Josephine for thier weekend trip to Boston all courtesy of Renee aka Night Woman. It had been 2 months since Josephine came back from the dead and still couldn’t move her legs. She had no connection to the artifacts anymore as they were now fully in control by Joyce. Besides, a paralyzed Superwoman wouldn’t do much good against a crime wave bent on destroying her. 

Rebecca burst into the room with Josephines wheelchair. “You’re still asleep? There’s a limo outside waiting to take us to the private jet!” Rebecca yelled out as she slapped Josephines exposed butt cheek from her lace blue panties. 

“I’m packed already just throw me in the shower. The plane can’t leave without us anyway.” She said. Josephine wasn’t exactly thrilled to be going. A mild depression had set in as her physical therapy was taking much longer than expected. This mild depression was exactly the reason Rebecca and Renee planned this long weekend for thier friend Josephine. 

In the shower Josephine sits on her plastic stool with the water raining down on her shoulders. “Hey Rebecca!” she yells out over the shower. “Yeah?” she yells back through the door. 

“Remember that time I flew up to that airplane that lost its engines and I landed it on my back and saved like 147 lives?” she asks. 

“Yeah, that was awesome!” Rebecca replies. 

“Cool, I can’t reach the shampoo now.” Josephine says. Rebecca walks in and grabs the shampoo. “Your tits look great.” she says while handing Josephine the bottle. “Thanks.” 

A few minutes later Joyce had woken up from her overnight patrols as Superwoman. “Quiet night?” Josephine asks her aunt. “Pretty much, except a few thugs set up a mugging and when I stopped it the victim tried to chloroform me.” she replied. “Oh auntie, you have to be careful of chloroform and God forbid anyone gets a null ball or null crystal.” Josephine said. Rebecca chimes in “All the null crystals and null balls are safely secured in evidence at the police station, no need to worry.” she reassures. “See Jo? I’ll be fine while you’re healing. These criminals are truly pathetic. Now get on that plane and tell Renee I said hi.” 

The limo took them to the airport where they boarded a private charter jet. They were impressed that Renee spared no expense for her friends. She was after all quite wealthy from her clubs in Boston. “Jesus Rebecca, how much money is she spending on us?” Josephine asked. “Probably alot, we each have a private suite at the Mandarin Oriental.” 

“This is too much Rebecca.” “Look, she’s insanely rich and she loves you. We just want you to have fun this weekend. Plus you know there’s going to be a TON of hot guys at her club. You’ll definitely get some dick this weekend.” Rebecca quips as the two laugh. 

Upon landing another limo stands by in the private hangar with Renee waiting for them in large sunglasses and a wide brim hat to keep the uv rays away. “There’s my girls! Hugs right now!” she says while greeting her friends. Renee Stellato was a far cry from the dark and brooding Night Woman during the day in civilian clothes. On the contrary, she was a very popular and successful club owner who knew all the social elite from around the world.

The weekend was filled with shopping, sight seeing and over the top spa experiences, but Sunday night was the big blowout at Renee’s high end and ironically named Risky Whiskey night club.

They got themselves ready for the night. Josephine wore a short red dress with a short leather jacket and sexy black high heels with nylons. She figured if she’s stuck in a wheelchair she’ll at least look amazing. Rebecca wore a sexy short black dress with heels. She wore a garter holster up her thigh to keep her concealed carry weapon. She never went anywhere without a sidearm. The two sexy women looked absolutely stunning. 

Rebecca and Josephine arrive and are seated in a reserved private VIP room. A slew of paparazzi are across the street as the club was a hot spot for celebrity attention. Especially since Beyoncé and Jay Z were performing in town that evening. Josephine and Rebecca were photographed intensely upon arriving while paparazzi kept yelling for them to pose. The first celebrities to be seen were Sofia Vergara and her husband Joe. Nobody knew she was there because she was secretly Latina Heat and meeting her super friends to celebrate Superwoman not being dead. Even Maria Smith aka Omega Girl was invited. Night Woman was nice enough to shadow her from Omega City to Boston as the 19 year old needed to be in school the next day. She was even given a red wrist band so she wouldn’t be served alcohol. 

Maria was so honored to be included and her youthful exuberance was almost comical. Selfie after selfie with all her new friends as she live streamed alot of her night from her phone. Taking a selfie with Sofia Vergara was cool enough, but when Sofia took a selfie with her and tagged her in her own account Marias follower count skyrocketed. 

Josephine forced Rebecca to hit the dance floor because she felt like Rebecca felt t guilty dancing while she was confined to a wheelchair. “Oh my gawd Becca get out there and grab yourself some dick!” she laughed. Josephine found herself by herself at the VIP table for a few songs when a handsome young man approached her. He was the lead singer of the band who was the warm up act early in the night. 

“Hi, I’m Paul. How ya doin’?” he asked. “Great Paul, hey I loved your music earlier. I’m Josephine by the way.” after some small talk Paul asks Josephine to dance. She points to her legs and her wheelchair. “My sister’s in a wheelchair and I dance with her all the time. Trust me, you’ll enjoy this.” he says. Josephine was intrigued by his kindness and overall demeanor. She could tell he was a good person. 

Paul wheeled her out to the dance floor and faced her while he held her hands and managed to look natural dancing with a girl in a wheelchair. They talked for the next hour at the table, laughing and drinking. Rebecca looked over and smiled seeing Josephine finally not looking like she was hiding her depression. She was finally having fun, mission accomplished. 

Later in the evening Beyoncé and Jay Z entered the club and headed right for Renee’s VIP room with her “super friends”. Beyonce obviously knew Sofia and she also knew Rebecca from her high profile cases. She even recognized Josephine from the BadGuy trial. Maria aka Omega Girl absolutely lost her mind. “Oh my God! Beyonce is here! I am literally GOING TO DIE!” she says into her phone live streaming the event. After an impromptu performance by Beyoncé Maria posted a selfie with her and Beyoncé captioned “Just hanging with Queen B! Best NIGHT EVERRRRR!!” 

As the night drew to a close Josephine asked Paul if he’d like to walk her to the hotel a few blocks away. He agreed and the two headed out. Rebecca said she’d go with her, but Josephine said she’d be fine. Then Rebecca turned to Paul “If you try anything she doesn’t want I will shoot your fucking dick off.” Paul chuckled at first then quickly realized Rebecca was serious and he felt his butt hole clench up. “Of course not, I wouldn’t dream of it.”

Renee assured Rebecca that Paul was a good guy. She hired him and his band on occasion and she vouched for him. Rebecca seemed reassured her friend was in good hands. 

They left out the back entrance to avoid the insane crush of cameras and people out front. Paul wheeled Josephine through a back alley to get back onto the main street when two thuggish men appeared in front of them. 

“Hey Paul, where ya going with the fucking cripple? You got Big Tony’s money?” the main thug asks. 

“I’m working on it. Here, I have what I made tonight.” Paul says as he hands over his pay for the evening.

The thug counts the cash and glares at Paul. “This don’t come close to covering the first installment. Big Tony told me to teach you a lesson if you don’t pay.”

“Guys I’ll have the rest soon, I just need to work a few more gigs.” Paul explains, but his answer didn’t change thier minds. The two thugs begin to beat Paul as he quickly goes down to the ground covering up from the kicks he was receiving. Josephine starts yelling…

“STOP IT! LEAVE HIM ALONE! HELP!” she yells as the main thug motions to his partner. “Shut that fucking cripple up!”

Josephine is slapped across the face and her chair is overturned sending her crashing onto the ground. She looks forward to see Paul on the ground. The main thug tells Paul “See that sexy cripple you was gonna fuck? Well, we’re fucking her tonight right in this alley. Now get the fuck out of here and have Tony’s money by next week or we fuck your crippled sister next!” Paul picks himself up and Josephine watches as he runs away.

The thugs turn thier attention to the sexy Josephine as they flip her onto her back. One of them kneels over her head and pins her arms down with his knees while hand gagging her to keep her from screaming. The other thug laughs as she struggles. He reaches down and picks up her limp nyloned leg and removed her black  shoe. The feeling of the pantyhosed small foot was amazing. The silky shiny nylon glistening under the moonlight mad him hard as a rock. Something about her put his sex drive on overtime. He admires her feet and realizes this woman is perfect. “Hey slut, why don’t you try to kick me in the balls.” he mocks as he placed her foot in his crotch. “Aww, poor little cripple girl can’t fight or run away.” The other thug by her head unzips his pants and pulls out his filthy cock. “I’m gonna shove my cock in your pretty red lips and if you bite down I’ll fucking kill you!” He threatens as he dangles his hairy testicles over her face. The other thug pulls out his small cock and kneels down then runs his hand down her thigh and grabs her sex through her pantyhose. “Can you feel that whore?” he asks as he starts to pull and tear at her pantyhose. He starts to rub his cock on her nylon glazed leg and felt like he would cum before getting into her. She was the hottest woman he had ever been this close to. Josephine kept her mouth shut as the top thug kept ramming his hard cock into her gorgeous face. The other thug finally manages to rip a hole in her pantyhose and he throws her limp nyloned legs over his shoulders and prepares to penetrate his sexy victim. Josephines mind raced as her eyes grew wide in horror. The sexy smokey look mascara around her eyes made the whites of her expressive eyes seem wider. She started to have flashbacks of her brutal rape that led to her death as Superwoman. Through all this her legs never responded. Not even adrenalin was going to make her legs move.

Before all of this these thugs would be groveling on the ground of she was still Superwoman. It took 4 Supervillans with the support of an entire corrupt government to take her down. But now she was easily taken out by two low life street thugs. This only made her realize how far she had fallen.

The thug was ready to penetrate her sex and she couldn’t stop it. Suddenly she hears the sound of metal on skull and the thug drops off her unconscious. She looks up and sees Paul holding a pipe. The thug on her head looks up and receives a face full of pipe from Paul. The two thugs lay unconscious.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yeah… Wow you totally came back. That was so brave.” She says.

“Well, your friend Rebecca told me she’d shoot my dick off if you weren’t safe so I was kind of screwed either way.” He laughs nervously while righting her wheelchair and helping her into it. He grabs her shoes and puts them on her lap.

“But seriously, sorry it took so long. I was looking for a weapon, those guys are way stronger than me.” He says as they go off down the alley onto the main street.

“So you owe this Big Tony money for what? Gambling? Drugs?” Josephine asks.

“No, for my sister’s surgery. She has a tumor on her spine that needs removing but it’s dangerous. She’s paralyzed because of it. Anyway since Drumph became president we couldn’t afford the insurance premiums so I took out a high interest loan with Big Tony.” He explains.

“I’m sorry Paul, that’s a shitty situation.”

Upon entering the hotel the staff immediately asked if they could help the obviously hurt couple. Josephine refused and they went up to her luxurious suite. Paul helped her into bed and decided he should probably get going since they just almost got beaten and raped.

“Paul, I’m leaving tomorrow morning. Maybe you should stay and keep me company tonight.” She said while reaching out for his hand. Pulling him on top of her they began kissing.

The next morning Rebecca Hunt wakes up as a man’s arm drapes over her shoulder. Her face hilariously disgusted that this man hadn’t gone home yet. She throws his arm off and gets up to shower. The man sees the sexy blonde he slept with last night in her panties. 

“Hey sexy, wanna get some breakfa…”

“No.” Rebecca replies cutting him off.

“What do you wanna do today sexy?” He asks as she starts the shower.

“I want you to get your shit and leave, buh bye.” She says stepping in the shower. 

15 minutes later Rebecca is showered and dressed in jeans and a t shirt. The man is now naked in her bed smiling at her. 

“Come on babe, we made a beautiful connection last night.” he says. 

“We fucked, that’s it. Now you can put your clothes on now and leave OR you can leave naked and pick up your fucking clothes off the street.” Rebecca says while slapping a magazine into her Glock 17 and conceal holstered it in the small of her back. Then she straps her backup S&W Shield 9mm in her concealed ankle holster. 

“Guns don’t scare me babe, you’re gonna have to wrestle me out of here… you know you want to babe.” He says. 

“Wow, you’re fucking dumb.” Rebecca says as she walks over to him. 

“Yeah baby! One more round of sweet sexy love!” He says gleefully. His gleefulness was soon tempered with screams of pain as Rebecca grabs his thumb and arm bars him out into the hallway naked and screaming. Then she tosses his clothes out the window. 

Rebecca walks out of her room and sees the naked man down the hall waiting for the elevator covering his genitals. She walks next door to Josephines suite and the door opens before she can knock. Paul was just leaving. 

“Hi Paul, do I need to shoot your dick off?” she asks. 

“Nope, no shooting of my dick is necessary today… this time.. I mean.. ever.” he replies with a nervous smile. Then Paul spots the naked man near the elevator. “BRO! CAN I BORROW YOUR JACKET?” Naked man yells to Paul. Paul looks back at Rebecca as she laughs her way into the room. Paul turns around and takes the stairs. 

Josephine is already dressed and sitting at the table drinking coffee from what’s left of her room service order.

“What? You already ate?” Rebecca says pouring herself a cup of coffee and taking a strip of bacon.

“Well spill it Jo…you get some dick from that guy?”

Josephines smile said it all and she told Rebecca everything including the attempted rape by the thugs. Rebecca was pissed off about not being there for her and Josephine had to calm her down explaining she can’t be everywhere. But they both agreed that Big Tony needed to be dealt with. 

That evening Big Tony was visited by Night Woman. Normally Night Woman wouldn’t bother with a low level boss like Big Tony which terrified him more. Not only was Paul’s debt forgiven by Big Tony, he also gave Paul 200k as an apology for the way he was treated and to pay for his sister’s hospital bills.

Then Fat Tony ratted out his goons and Night Woman shadowed over to them with Rebecca Hunt in tow. Besides the goons getting piped in the head by Paul, Rebecca introduced them both to her special brand of intimidation.

Two weeks later… 

Josephine is at physical therapy and for the first time she’s able to move her big toe. The brightest smile shone across her face. Baby steps, but progress was finally happening.

The next morning she felt nauseous and Joyce suggested Josephine take a pregnancy test. It was positive. 

Meanwhile in Washington… 

Ivanka has finally gained access to a ton of Mike White’s federally confiscated research on Superwoman. President Drumph gave her clearance against the CIA’s wishes. She discovers her suspicions about the belt and choker were correct. Even more interesting was her discovery of Mike White’s magic Null Ball technology. The files reported all the Null tech was being held at DCPD’s evidence lock up. Ivanka smiled wickedly. “I’ve got that bitch now.”

TO BE CONTINUED