Adora zipped up the “Moto jacket,” that Doris Zuel aka
Giganta had picked out for her. She was
still unsure how it worked out with her being the girlfriend of the masked hero
“The Atom,” but she guesses as long as she was in her state of “retirement”
from criminal activities that was ok, wasn’t it? So much of Earth was confusing to her… What
didn’t help was that she hadn’t been allowed to leave Ivy Town much less check
up on the other Etherians that had turned up in the city of “Gotham.” To add to her frustrations over the last few
days the phrase “Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll,” kept running around in her
head. When she had brought this up with
some of the Earthlings they had dismissed it as some sort of “Popculture
refferance” and moved on. Doris had
bought her a “T-shirt” with the phrase printed on the front. Adora was greatful for the clothing to help
her blend into the local environment… but it still didn’t explain why she
couldn’t get it out of her head!
“One to leave,” Adora announced to the control system for
the airlock.
It had amazed her how quickly the Earthlings had managed
to put up the containment walls to keep the Whispering Woods isolated. In the meeting yesterday between Madame Razz,
Bow, General Lane, Lucias Fox, Carol Ferris, Hal Jordon and herself the
Earthlings had insisted that it was to “Protect the Biome of the Whispering
Woods from local contamination and vice versa…”
But a story Doris had told her in private made her question if they
wanted to protect the Whispering Woods.
Had NASA really planted forests in buildings to see if they could
survive space travel? Was this another
such experiment?
“Get off me!” A woman shouted from an alleyway a head of
her.
Adora ran to help.
But was confronted by an odd sight.
A man with dark tanned skin and black hair was fighting with a woman
with much more pale skin but still tanned and sun bleached hair that had once
been a brown. Both wore “Denim Jeans” as
the locals called them and leather vests with crests on the back. The woman’s was an image like Queen Angela
while the mans was a man in a big hat with a scorpion tail sticking out from
behind him. The pair tussled and traded
punches until the woman managed to get a solid punch on the man’s chin sending
him back into a pile of “Garbage Bags” that lined the base of the alleyway
wall.
“Tell the rest of the Banditos that if they try a stunt
like that,” the woman shouted, “We will put them in the FUCKING GROUND!”
“Miss are you alright?” Adora asked.
“Fuck you,” the woman snapped looking at Adora, “You ever
ride a bike or just pick that outfit out of Cosmo?”
“Cosmo? Bike?” Adora was confused, “I am sorry, I am an
Etherian, I have no idea what you are talking about…”
“Fuck,” the woman spat blood at Adora’s shoe, “Another
Alien Freak shows up and is instantly another lapdog of the system! What is
that shirt you are wearing?”
The woman pointed to a hint of the print sticking out
from behind the jacket.
“A local woman gave it to me,” Adora opened the front
zipper of the Jacket, “I have had this phrase in my head since I arrived on
this world but no one wants to tell me what it means…”
“Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll?” the biker woman read the
shirt then sneered, “Forget it princess, a corporate tool will never understand
what that means. Quit wasting everyone’s
time and go suck down some pop crap like the rest of the pop-tarts.”
As the Biker Woman went to walk past Adora, Adora snapped,
she reached out and grabbed the woman’s arm.
“NO!” Adora said, “When I got here, those words came to
me! Then I saw them and now one will explain
what they mean! I was a Force Captain
for one army and earned my place as a leader in the Rebellion, I am done being
patronized… If you know what it means, what it really means I want to know even
if I have to fight you for it!”
“Pretty ballsy there Barbie…” the Biker said before she
smiled, “You are getting there… Come with me, the girls and I will show you
what it means at the club house…”
*
Adora wasn’t sure about the Earth Vehicles, but she knew
that if she wanted to get answers she would have to hang on to the woman. She noticed the woman seemed to like it when
Adora held her tight. And she had to
admit the rumbling of the engine between her legs felt really good. All too soon the “Bike Ride” was over and the
Biker woman parked the “Hog” outside of a rundown house. The took Adora’s hand and led her into the
home.
“Hay Jess!” a short dark skinned woman said from the
couch by the front door, “Who’s the Poptart?
Taylor five point oh?”
“Hay Maggy,” Jess the Biker holding Adora’s hand called
back, “This is one of the Aliens… She insists that the Great Pumpkin sent her
on a quest to learn about ‘Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll.’ So I told her we could show her.”
“Any idot will tell you Rock and Roll is music,” Maggy
got up and walked over to size up Adora, “But they are only half right… It is
so much more… We will teach you…”
Adora notice Maggy’s eyes were fixed straight ahead on
her bosom…
“I think we can make a start pupil out of you,” Maggy
smiled, “Hay Jill, crank up AC/DC and join us for a stream! Angels of Sappho’s are always looking for new
talent.”
*
Adora had taken off the jacket, her shoes and her pants
as instructed and waited for the three women to return…
“Thunder!” the man’s voice called from the speaker next
to the bed…
Adora had to admit the music had a good rytham…
“Close your eyes,” Jill called from the door, “And open
your mouth…”
Adora did as asked.
She felt the other woman stand in front of her, Jill had been her height
in her heeled boots and now Adora could tell she was face to face even if her
eyes were closed. Adora felt a tablet of
some sort be tossed in her open mouth but before she could react, Jill’s mouth
closed on hers in a kiss and she felt the surge of a fiery liquid in pulse into
her mouth and wash down the tablet.
“Don’t worry,” Jess’ voice came from behind Adora, “We
always start off with a whisky kiss. And
that was just a little extra to make sure you are in the right space for this…”
Adora was sandwiched as the two biker women hugged each
other holding Adora in the middle.
“You are the one that wanted to learn about Sex, Drugs and
Rock and Roll…” Jill said before kissing Jess.
Adora not only started feeling her head swoon, but her
body started to as well. She wasn’t some
naïve child, but this was the first time she had felt this without Bow, Red
Hawk or another handsome man around… Adora followed the motions of the two
women as they started swaying and moving to the music… By the time the song
ended Jess handed Jill a brown bottle and she took a swig before giving it to
Adora in a kiss. The women broke up and Adora
was saddened. A memory sang out in her
addled mind…
“But around here you are dressed like you want to have
sex,” Doris has said referring to her bare thighs.
These two women were wearing black leather tops that
barely contained their bosoms and black leather shorts barely covered their
bottoms much less their thighs…
“This was the sex?” the drug addled Adora wondered.
Adora watched as Jill pulled on a strange loin cloth made
from leather straps with a pink artificial erection sticking off the front of
it. Her eyes went wide. She looked behind her to say something to
Jess but her jaw dropped when she saw that Jess was dawning a loin cloth of her
own with two pink erections sticking out.
“Shhh Babe,” Jess said.
“Yeah,” Jill continued, “Just move over here and get on
the bed on your hands and knees… That’s a good girl… Now we explain all of what
Sex Drugs and Rock and Roll means….”
Another song came on and Adora found herself staring at
the pink erection pointed at her mouth…
“That’s it babe,” Jess said, “Just relax…”
Adora found herself opening her mouth and leaning forward
to take the pink member into her mouth… Adora’s mind spiked with pleasure as
she felt the pair of pink tools enter into her vagina and anus… A distant part of her heard Jess and Jill
drone on about something or other about what she was meant to be as a biker
bitch… but frankly the only active thoughts Adora had were bouncing back and
forth fucking herself between the women’s pink cocks as they were called and
bringing herself to blissful orgasm after orgasm at the hands of her new
sisters…
*
Night had fallen hours ago… Adora was now clad in a
leather corset eating out Maggy while the little slut finger fucked her
ass. Her new sisters had shown her such
wonderful things and Adora loved them all so much. Leather, Rubber, Lingerie, vibrators and so
many things that neither the Horde nor the Rebellion had devoted any resources
towards. None of these things were meant
to serve “the Greater good” or the “Empire” but they were meant to serve the individual
and the couple!
*
“Nice,” Jess wrapped an arm around Adora and planted a
kiss on her, “That scream Biker Slut!”
Adora smiled looking back at the reflection, Leather
heeled knee boots, Black leather leggings, a black leather strapless teddy, a
black leather jacket, black leather gloves and a studded collar with a tag that
marked her as part of the Angels of Sappho’s.
“Here,” Maggy handed her a backpack, “The Biker Bitch
starter kit, Strapon, vibrators, buttplug, some more leather and some nines.”
“Don’t let the cops catch you packing around here,” Jess
said as she pulled out the black device, “You get caught with a gun, they act
like you already killed someone…”
Adora kissed Maggy and stuck a hand down the woman’s
pants to rub her clit as a thank you.
‘Yeah,’ Adora thought, ‘this is Sex, drugs and rock and
roll, this is rebellion… this is being a
biker bitch!’