Foiled Doll


Domino Doll continuing her quest to bring down Scarelli... but having drawn a blank this time... the security firm she's kept watch on seems fully legitimate... merely holding onto large sums of money for a few days before they can be shipped to banks... or overseas... they've no way of knowing that some of it is mob money... most of their clients are fully honest...

Domino Doll decides to quit staking out this business... after this evening... since she is already here in the shadows of a room across the street... watching the comings and goings... she might get lucky and spot a mob member... then be able to tail him to some real underworld activities...

Your eye suddenly drawn by a figure in black... leaping from roof to roof... squatting over the skylight of the building... and letting himself inside... perhaps making an illicit delivery... or an even more illicit withdrawal...

Domino Doll moves quickly into the street... disappearing in a swirl of cloak... as the last ray of sun blinks out in the canyons of the city... senses alert as she moves toward the door of the Lender Bender franchise... attempting to see what is going on inside...

None of the usual guards visible... but sounds of a commotion from upstairs... what sounds like a whole squad of people fighting... surely one man couldn't fend off all the guards in here... a burly guard crashing down through the ceiling tiles... unconscious... with the letters BF carved into his forehead...

Domino Doll blinks... suddenly realizing the intruder must be none other than... The Black Foil... shoulders open the door... cloak swirling behind her... filmy white dress parting along a thigh stocking... exposing creamy thigh... as she draws her gun from its garter holster on her way to the stairs...

A pair of guards tumbling down the stairs... similarly marked... forcing you to dodge them... the guards evidently dropping like flies... the Foil presumably about to make his getaway the way he came in... with a bag full of swag... unless you can prevent it...

Domino Doll reaches the top of the stairs with gun in hand... eyes behind the black mask as sure and blue as the barrel of the pistol in her hand... pointed at the figure with the bag... "Hold it right there... Black Foil... this is the end of the line for your crime spree... compliments of the Domino Doll!"

The Foil turning... and bowing... "A pleasure to make your acquaintance... I'd heard about the city's most beautiful vigilante... I'll enjoy sparring with you... but first... let's lose the gun..." Lunging... aiming to spear the barrel of your gun on the point of his sword... and whip it out of your grip before you can fire... a risky but audacious move...

Domino Doll gasps... her gloved finger tightening on the trigger... but not firing as she realizes the foil has already plugged the barrel of her pistol... an instant later her gun has been flicked from her hand... leaving her defenseless and gaping...

The gun clattering in the corner... as the Foil advances... smiling... the tip of his sword flicking out again... aiming to sever your cloak this time... "I hope you don't mind... I've been wanting to get a better look at you ever since I heard of you..."

Domino Doll gulps as her cloak flutters to the floor about her feet... leaving on her shivering silhouette in the gossamer sheath of white she calls a dress... gloved hands coming up with fingers spread as if to ward him off... as she takes an unsteady step backwards... "You seem to have gotten the drop on me..."

The sword flashing again... aiming to slice away the gossamer dress... and leaving it fluttering to the floor in strips... "That's not all I'm going to drop... still, you're right... it's hardly a fair fight..." The tip of his sword touching one nipple... "Would you like my mark on your breast... or your bottom?"

Domino Doll's facial expression becomes even more shocked... her bare back encountering a wall behind... the touch to her nipple cold... a tingling sensation... seemingly shocking her to action... snap kicking... heel flying off her stocking foot up at the Foil's sword hand... "Neither, you prick!"

The heel striking the Foil's wrist... knocking the sword out of his grip... to embed in the wall... the masked man wincing... "Well, it's a fair fight now..." Snapping into a side kick... aiming to catch you between the wall and his boot...

Domino Doll grunts out an ooph as she discovers the man's amazing quickness... her breasts bouncing wildly as she is bent over by the blow... slumping to her knees... desperately reaching out... gloved hands attempting to grasp the ankle of the Foil's plant leg... and jerk it out from under him...

The Foil quick... but not as good with his martial arts as he is with a sword... not planting his leg properly... so he hits the ground hard... driving the wind from him... and giving you a second or two to recover... even as he grabs out blindly... aiming to get a hold of you via any handhold that presents itself...

Domino Doll is busy trying to remove her other heel when she feels the hand grip her ass through satin panties... she instinctively swings the shoe at the arm behind the offending hand... "Let go of me you sex fiend!" she screeches even as she stumbles and falls on top of him...

The shoe dislodging one arm... even as the other wrestles you... gripping and squeezing one breast... aiming to keep you from getting the upper hand... the Foil panting... either with exertion or something else... "They do say all's fair in love and war... maybe once I've gotten away with that loot we could meet in more pleasant circumstances..."

Domino Doll squirms about... frantically trying to get control of the situation... scowling as she hears his proposition... "You're not getting away period... much less with the money... at least not if I have anything to say about it..." giving him a bust in the mouth... literally... as she tries to pin him down...

The Foil smacked in the face... in a way he'd surely approve of... but distracting him enough for you to pin his arms... the masked man bringing up a knee... aiming for your belly... attempting to flip you over his head and get out from underneath...

Domino Doll almost smiles as she wallows around atop the Foil... "There... I have yooooohhh..." no sooner thinking she has him pinned than she goes flying... stocking legs flailing as they go up and over... landing with a smack on her pantied bottom and bare back...

The Foil grinning... and moving quickly... aiming to pin you... lips finding yours as he holds you down... forcing you into a kiss... before going for his sword... and the bag of loot he came for...

Domino Doll melts into the breathless kiss... held for perhaps a couple of seconds longer than it should be... left red-faced on the floor as the Foil goes for his sword and the bag of money... diving for her gun... coming up firing... drawstring on the money bag unraveling and snapping... dropping from the Foil's grip as he makes his escape... the Domino Doll pulling her cloak about her and doing the same... she leaves her card with the bag of money before disappearing in a swirl of cloak... "Compliments of the Domino Doll!"

(Feb 2010)