Useless: Male Superhero in a Reverse World
Chapter 18

On a hot Parisian summer day a man and a woman were having sex in a fancy office on a stylish white leather couch.  Both the man and woman made no sound except for the creaking of the springs in the couch and the slapping of flesh.  The man was strong and muscular.  He could have easily been a fashion model.  The woman was middle aged and had silver hair and a body that looked well taken care of.  The woman was looking through her messages on her tablet as the man pistoned inside of her.

She didn’t even bother looking at him, instead she flipped through her todo app and got the tasks of the day completed.  Enola Gortinson was one of the most powerful women in the world, and she didn’t get to where she was without multitasking.

She saw a video of the explosions and fighting around the Institute of Technology and frowned.  She made a phone call. “Tanya, get in here right now.”

A young shy woman with black hair and blue eyes entered the office,  she blushed instantly when she saw her boss’s pussy getting destroyed by a girthy cock.

“Tanya!”

“Yes Ms. Gortinson.”

“I thought you told me that the data extraction mission was going to go off without a hitch.”  Her body shook every second as the man rammed into her.  She seemed to go on as if he wasn’t there.  “You told me they were quick and efficient mercenaries.”

“I don’t know what happened, boss.  They were trained and given the best equipment.”  She tried desperately to not get flustered by what she was seeing.  “I think we may have pushed our luck by attempting a mission so close to a superhero group’s headquarters.  ”

“Finding out how Project Equality was going to achieve its goals is critical to Hera’s continued success in the business of controlled male services.  Tanya,  I don’t hire people who aren’t the best.  I expect high risk missions to be well prepared for and executed flawlessly.”  The older lady paused for a moment and winced and Tanya saw Enola’s abdomen straining as if she were silently experiencing an orgasm.  The man was sweating profusely but didn’t let up.  The subordinate noted the small metallic puck installed at the back of the man’s neck. It was flashing the blue LED that meant his orgasm was being actively denied by the computer embedded in his spinal cord.

“Yes Ms. Gortinson.  I will pursue different avenues to get you the information you’re asking for.”  She bowed deeply.

“I think I’ll take a more hands on approach, Tanya. The opportunity might slip through Hera’s fingers if we let you try to make up for your mistakes.  Arrange a flight for me to go to Boston.”

“Yes Miss.”  Tanya backed out of the room and closed the door.

Enola looked out the window and sighed in frustration.  She looked up at the man fucking her.  His face was angelic, but those blue eyes had nothing behind them.  This was one of those days she wished her companions showed some spark of intelligence.  A non-controlled man didn’t last as long as her men did, but at least they showed passion.

“Unit 309, you may now finish.”

The brain stem computer’s blue light blinked out and the man did one final thrust.  He pulsed a few times in the woman's belly.  He then got up from the couch and took a towel to wipe himself off.  He then stood near the doorway and waited.  The puck’s readout indicated to Enola that the man would need some water and food very soon or he would pass out.  She slipped on a robe and sat at her massive desk.

She texted Tanya. “Please take unit 309 and get him fed and watered.  Tonight I’d like the twins, 220 and 221, yes, and make sure someone cuts their nails before you send them.”

…

“Have you got your mission computer booted up?”  Cygnus said as she walked round Dan.  The two were standing on the helipad of their building in the back bay doing final checks before doing a long distance patrol mission.

Dan looked at what seemed to him a smart phone strapped to his left forearm. “Why can’t I just put it in my pocket?  It looks like a phone.”

“Phones can be dropped Danny.”  She wagged her finger in his face. “And that piece of equipment you have there has a satellite connection.  It’s way better than a regular phone.  Oh here take this.”  She handed him a very small compass.

“What’s this for?”

“If we get separated, and we won’t,  and your mission comp goes down, and it won’t,  just head west and you’ll hit the coast somewhere in America.”  She shook her head.  “The first few missions that superheroes did over the ocean went poorly when they lost their bearings.  One poor girl flew in circles for days before spotting a ship.”

“Can’t you just fly high?”

“Do you want to have a satellite hit you at thousands of miles per hour?  Or a plane?  There’s lots of shit up there Dan.” She came in close and cradled his face with her hands. “It may not hurt you, but it may hurt a civvie, and I know you don’t want that.”  She stole a kiss before backing up.

“Hey, we’re on the clock.”  Dan grimaced.

“Sorry, can’t help myself.” She grinned like a devil. “Get up to a thousand feet and stay at that altitude.  Your super suit has two small buzzers in each hand that will buzz if you go too far off course.  Sister in Law is working on some HUD glasses we can use in the future, but she’s not finished with them yet.”

After punching in the route they planned he looked up.  “Right”  He bowed and moved his hand to the side. “After you.”

Cygnus streaked into the air and headed over Cape Cod and out into the Atlantic ocean.  Dan bolted to catch up to her.

…

After the first hour of patrol Dan got a little bored of seeing the same waves of the atlantic fly underneath him.  The only distracting thing he could look at was Cygnus’s smoking body.  Every once in a while she’d catch him looking and smile at him, he looked away quickly to avoid the embarrassment.

He heard an alarm go off in his ear piece a moment before he spotted it himself.  A giant fishing vessel had its nets out.  Countless seabirds hovered over its decks looking for a morsel to steal.

Cygnus touched her throat to activate her radio. “Dan slow down for a moment, let's check where we are.”

The two hovered in the air miles away from the ship.  Cygnus’s white bodysuit clung to her curves accentuating every inch of her body that he had enjoyed so much in space a few days ago.

“Dan!”

“Yes!  What is it?”

“Eyes, up here.” She pointed to her face. “This ship has a foreign flag and is in the US economic zone.  They’re clearly in violation of the law.”  She waited for him to speak.

“So we take some video with the GPS displayed on it, do a flyby of their stern to get their name and call the coast guard right?”

She nodded.  “I’d like for you to take the lead on this one.  It will do you good.”

Dan flew low and slow to get a good view of the vessel with its nets out.  He switched on the 360 camera embedded in the shoulder of his super suit and recorded the frantic shouts and gesticulations of the crew.”

He found the nearest coast guard cutter in the area on his mission computer and sent the video and coordinates.

“Coast Guard cutter to supe Emboss, thanks for the alert, we are en route to intercept.”  The radio chatter confirmed they were coming.

He was heading back to Cygnus when he felt something hit him.  He looked down to see that his suit had been ripped by something vicious.  He looked and focused at the ship and saw that they had uncovered 50 caliber machine guns and were firing on him.  He raised his shield, not to protect himself, but to protect his clothing.  He followed that up with an erratic flight path that Sally had shown him how to do when he was training with her.  He thought it made him look like he was a fruit fly, but he had to admit it worked.  It was good training.  Bullets may not hurt him, but who knows what technology would come up with to kill superheroes.

“Emboss!”  Cygnus called over the radio.  “Are you hurt?”

“No, but my suit’s torn up.   The armor can take rifle fire, but not 50 cal.”

“I’m calling in for authorization for use of force.”  Cygnus’s voice burned with rage.

“Roger.”

“Supe Cygnus, Supe Cygnus, Supe Cygnus, this is coast guard command.  We’re granting you use of non-lethal force to disarm said fishing vessel.  We want that ship, please stop it.”

“Emboss, I’m going to need you to take out the machine guns.  I’ll have a chat with the captain.  I don’t think you’ll need to kill anyone, this is a chance to practice what you’ve learned. Do your best.”

Dan saluted Cygnus and dove down to the vessel as Cygnus headed for the bridge. There were six guns, three on each side of the ship.  In addition to the guns, they also had firehoses at the ready.

Dan couldn’t recognize the language the rough looking women on the boat were speaking and he didn’t care.  He put up a shield and flew to each one. The water cannons bounced off the shield harmlessly.  When he got close he dropped the shield and pushed the sailor manning each gun to the side and bent the muzzle in a corkscrew.  After they saw what he could do, the crew backed away from him and let him disable the other guns.

Up above he heard breaking glass and some real nasty punches coming from the bridge.  A few moments later a ragged voice sounded over the intercom in a foreign language and the crew went to work stopping the boat and pulling in the nets.

Cygnus called over his earpiece.  “Emboss, meet me on the bridge.” 

He drifted through the broken window of the bridge to see the captain and officers looking pretty beat up.  

“Dan I’m going to need you to cuff the officers.” 

“Sure thing.”  Dan approached and used his alien handcuffs.  After the third woman gave him air kisses and stared at his ass, he put the cuffs on a bit tighter making them wince.

The captain spit out a bit of blood from her mouth after Cygnus split her lip. “This is a big mistake, silver lady.  We were off course, our GPS malfunctioned.”

“Your twenty file miles inside the EEZ captain, that’s not a course mistake, you were chasing fish. Also your navigation beacon was turned off, so you were trying to hide.  You're going away for a little while, and your employers are going to pay a hefty fine.”

“You think you scare me flying lady?  My bosses have very powerful friends.  You see.”

Cygnus glowed white and the bridge started to smell of ozone. She got within an inch of the captain.  “Who do you think my friends are captain?”

The captain's initial confidence melted when she saw Cygnus start to arc electricity into the air.   A small pool of urine formed between her legs.

Cygnus got up and walked to Dan.  “Thought so.  Dan, the mission computer has some card games.  We can play gin rummy against each other.  We’re gonna have to wait for a while until the coast guard gets here.”

…

Dan and Cygnus didn’t get back to HQ until late at night.  The coast guard seized the fishing boat and commended the heroes for stopping the boat with no loss of life.  After a shower and a change into their pajamas, Dan started digging through the fridge for the chicken cutlets he promised he would cook for Cygnus.

Dan pounded out the chicken thin and then breaded the pieces before pan frying them, the aroma of italian herbs filled the kitchen.

“So what did you think of my work?”  Dan smiled as he poked at the cutlets with a pair of tongs.

Cygnus washed some lettuce for a salad and looked up. “I love how you follow orders Dan.  I would think you’d be more impulsive when they started shooting at you.”  She moved onto  peeling a cucumber. “Rookies often get too excited and end up hurting someone.  The coast guard has already sent me an email thanking the Blazers for our work.  I’m sure if we turn on the TV we’d see ourselves on the news.”

“Thanks for the compliment.  Every day I realize how lucky I am that I met the Blazers when I did.”  His mind wandered to meeting Silvi in Candycade.

“My only regret Dan is that we didn’t go to bat for you when you were being interviewed as a potential candidate.”  She popped a cherry tomato in her mouth and chewed. “I’m sure we could have gotten you in if we pushed hard enough.  Who knows, you might not have been abducted by Donadd.”

Dan started to pour chicken broth into the hot pan, causing a cloud of steam to be sent into the ventilation hood.  “When ifs and buts are candy and nuts, we’ll all have a merry Christmas.”  He poured the capers and juice into the pan. “What happened happened.  I’m really happy where I am.”  

“I’m happy too.” Cygnus started to set the table.

Dan was about to plate the dish when he thought he saw someone out of the corner of his eye.  When he looked, they were gone.  This had happened a couple of times today, and he felt like he was going crazy.  He brought the two plates of chicken to a smaller dining table in the mess room and dimmed the lights.  He lit a small candle and bade Cygnus to come eat.

“Ooh, fancy.”  She sat in her chair and folded her legs under her.  “No one’s ever made me dinner by candlelight.”

“First time for everything. Oh, I almost forgot.  Be right back.”  He came back a moment later with a bottle of white wine and poured out two glasses.

After sitting, he raised his glass. “To my successful first patrol with Cygnus.”  He clinked her glass.

She smiled and tilted her head. “May it be the first of many.”  She sipped.  “Oh that’s nice.”

Dan tucked in, but kept a watchful eye on her as she had her first bite.  He knew he hit a home run when her eyes rolled in the back of her head and she moaned.

She covered her mouth. “Mmmm.  So good.”  

“Thank goodness.  Not a lot of people are fans of capers.  Thanks for giving it a try.”

“That’s what these little green guys are?”  She chased one around her plate with her fork.

“Don’t bother trying to get one on your fork, they have tiny legs and run away.”  

After a pregnant pause Dan continued.  “Hey Cygnus.  I wanted to apologize to you. About the way I acted when I remembered what happened to me when I came here.”  He was now chasing a caper around his plate. “I wasn’t thinking straight, and I was out of line.  You’re not the same Sandra.  Please accept my apology.”

She dropped her knife and reached for his hand. “Danny, I don’t blame you at all.  I could never understand how you felt at that moment.  You were murdered, and…” She looked down. “My face is a reminder of her betrayal, isn’t it.”

He heaved a large breath, to gain courage. “It’s not like that anymore.  Cygnus.  I can’t stop myself from liking you.  In a weird way, it’s like I have a second chance but with the right person.  But I have to ask you for one favor.”

“What’s that, if it’s other girls, I’m fine with that.  Most girls would be…”

Dan stopped her. “Thanks, but I’m asking for something else.  All I ask is, if you decide you want to pursue other men, just break up with me first before you date them.  I’m a man of my world, not yours.  I can’t take that feeling of betrayal again.”

Cygnus bent forward and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a long lingering kiss. “I promise to never do that Dan.  I swear I’ll never go behind your back.  I don’t honestly see how I could ever leave you anyway.”

Dan kissed her hand and gave it a squeeze. “Thank you.”  

After that the conversation drifted to lighter topics, and before too long the couple had finished their meal.  Cygnus took the plates and started the dishwasher. 

She smiled and stretched. “I think it’s time for bed.”

He got up and washed the pots. “Well, I have to head off to Washington tomorrow to talk with Secretary Snow.  Sister in Law thinks I can get some information out of her about ‘Project Equality’”  He walked over to Cygnus and held her and gave her a peck.  “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Cygnus bit her lip. “You got it all mixed up.  You’re coming with me tonight.  I haven’t shown you my room yet.”

Dan’s hands drifted to her ass and squeezed while he kissed her softly.  Being with her felt right despite all they went through.

“You had me strapped to a medical table our first time.  How about this time I tie you down?”  He grinned.

She giggled, “Unless you have steel cables, I don’t see the point.”