Bart Hawk took a long, slow turn around the field at his own air base on Blackhawk Island. His specially equipped Republic F-84 Thunderjet was running in "quiet mode" so he could get a stealthy look at the current conditions at his private landing field.
Parked at the end of the main runway was the Hawk-jet of Lady Blackhawk. That was good news.
But in the shallow waters near the submarine pens on the east coast of the uncharted, island was a small, one person sub that was not part of the armory of the Blackhawks. That was bad news.
Hawk had realized that he and the rest of the Blackhawk Squadron had been fooled by fake radio transmissions when they were searching a Pacific Ocean quadrant far from the island, and no shipping had shown up on there state-of-the-art radar. He had instructed the other six members of the para-military Blackhawks to continue their search for the "endangered" hospital ship, just in case it had been sunk and there were survivors.
But, covering all bets, he peeled off to check that no one had used the team's absence from their base to sabotage the islands high tech installations.
He clicked on his plane's infra red search device and scanned the island from one end to the other.
The base was supposed to be empty. But, the heat detectors revealed two VERY warm bodies on the ground, both in HIS billet, both were VERY close together.
One could certainly be Linda Blake, but as to who had occupied the sub , the second person, he was stymied.
Setting his plane on auto-pilot to make a slow, high altitude, lazy loop around the island, then land, in about an hour, he bailed out, landing in the hills overlooking the barracks, where he had detected the intruders.
He hoped the combination of his high flight patterns, his jet's stealth mode, and his careful surveillance techniques had kept his presence a secret. He was ready for hand to hand combat if they had not. His Colt 1911A was strapped to his side. After all he WAS the Blackhawk.
A Polish-American hero in WWII , he had fought his share of land and air battles, with his para-military fighting squad, the Blackhawks. He had experience in attacking a target without being detected until the last moment.
He quietly moved toward his own barracks and listened at the window of his own room to divine just who was there. The thick walls muffled the conversation going on but he was able to discern two female voices. As he peeked into the window he was shocked to see his close friend and ally Linda Blake tied to his bed , spread eagle, with ropes leading to her arms and legs from the four corners of his bed. She was naked, save her black, military cap.
She was in danger.
Standing over her was a woman who he recognized as Tondeleyo, a Polynesian sorceress, who had almost conquered the Blackhawks, at the behest of the Nazis during the war ( see Military Comics #14). Bart thought she had been killed by German bombs. Obviously he had been wrong.
He was aware of her strangely magical powers, but had overcome her before. He was cautious but confident as he quietly moved around to the front entrance of the barracks to confront her.
He SHOULD be able to overcome her mystical sorcery once more, but it certainly looked as if Lady Blackhawk was in some danger, and he would have to be very careful.
Slowly, quietly, he slipped down the hall and stood outside the door of his own room. Now he could clearly hear what was going on.
He recognized the voice of Linda Blake, moaning in a low sensual growl, "YES ... YES GODDESS.... do me ! Fuck me PLEASE ! I'm YOURS. Your slave. Take ME! PLEEEAAASE !!"
He was surprised because he and Blake HAD been intimate, she NEVER had screamed with that amount of ardor during THEIR love making sessions.
Then he was ANGRY! WHY hadn't she screamed like that?
Then he heard another voice. It WAS Tondeleyo! She hadn't been killed by the Nazi bombs.
"Oh ... you are so beautiful Linda ... and so vulnerable. You will do everything I say. You MUST do everything I say, that's it. LICK MY CLIT . you whore. You slut, lick me."
"YES.... YOUR WHORE, TONDELEYO .... YOUR SLUT ... mmmffff ... oh you taste soooo good..... oohhhh! Let me EAT you...... "
Cautiously Bart open the door and was startled to see his conservative girl friend, face buried in Tondeleyo's cunt as the beautiful Polynesian rode her tongue like a bucking horse. Linda was kissing , licking, and nibbling for all she was worth, and the sorceress was straddling her head, facing her feet so she could pull and tug at the blonde's breasts as she rode out the cunnilingual assault on her delta. She slapped Blake's breasts in time to her rhythmic movements.
Linda moved her oral attentions to the sorceress' asshole and tongued it lasciviously.
The hypnotist's eyes flashed with lust as her entranced slave worshiped her tiny rosebud.
Bart had not expected to see THIS. He stood, fascinated, entranced by the lewd interlude transpiring before his very eyes. Motionless he continued to watch, excited by the presence of the two naked lovers.
Suddenly Tondeleyo came to the realization they were being watched. "Damn, " she thought to herself, "I got so occupied with the domination of this girl I didn't hear Blackhawk's plane land, and there he is WATCHING us. SHIT ."
Ever the opportunist she thought Blackhawk's obvious fascination with the girl-girl action going on in his own bunk might be used to her advantage.
She spoke in her slow , compelling, velvet and honey voice, to the black clad pilot standing before her. " Lady Blackhawk has surrendered to my magical spell, just as YOU yourself once did. It is bringing her so much pleasure that she wants to serve me forever. Wouldn't you like to join US, to serve my pussy as she is doing? Don't you think I'm beautiful ?"
She WAS beautiful, and she was there naked with the woman he loved. It was so exciting to see the two of them, lost in lust, Linda tied, and Tondeleyo, so obviously her Mistress.
Bart's hand started to moved toward his growing cock, he massaged it through his trousers.
"That's it my pet, give in to the feelings my beauty and power invoke, rub your prick for me. I can bring you pleasure like you've NEVER experienced before . Rub that big prick for me. FOR ME. But your cock, or should I say, the cock I own, MY COCK, wants to be free, now why don't you unzip your trousers, and rub that cock. Do it for me because I am so beautiful... so desirable...."
Bart DID feel stimulated by the scene before him, and something about the Polynesian's eyes and voice made it so easy to do just as she said. He unzipped his uniform pants and started to rub his own cock.
"Wouldn't that feel EVEN BETTER if I did it? Come to me Blackhawk. Let ME touch your prick. Let me take possession of your sex. Give it to me.
"Nooooo...." he quietly said but slowly he walked toward her, cock in hand, closer so SHE could take command of his throbbing dick.
His erection was HUGE, seeing Linda tied and at the service of the dark beauty, his own cock responded to her throaty commands. His hand started to slowly move up and down his shaft, almost of it's own volition. He could do nothing stop it.
Now Tondeleyo started to laugh. " Do you want me too, Blackhawk ? Would YOU like to become my servant like Lady Blackhawk? Then COME CLOSER and look into my eyes. COME CLOSER!"
Step by step ... closer and closer he moved, zombie-like toward the beautiful hypnotist, gazing into her bottomless , hypnotic eyes.
As he came within arm's length of the dark dominatrix , she reached out and ran her fingertips lightly up and down his shaft, smiling broadly at her control over the two pilots. " Oh that does feel GOOD, doesn't it? You KNOW I'm the only one that can make you feel this . Do you want to cum Blackhawk? Only I can let you cum, you know. Only Tondeleyo. Only I control your cock! Your cock BELONGS to me. YOU belong to me!"
The dark beauty wrapped her hand around Blackhawk's engorged cock and started pumping in rhythm with the tongue lashing she was getting from the spread eagled Linda and the sheer sexuality of the moment enveloped them all.
"Give it to me ... it's MINE." she shouted at Hawk who responded with fucking motions in the air as her warm hand coaxed his climax.
"Ahhhhhha!! " he shouted as his white jism spurted onto Linda's naked body.
"OOOHHHHHHH ! " Tondeleyo screamed as she, too reached climax.
"EEEEEEAAAAIIIAAAAYYY!" cried out Blake as her cunt erupted in an earth shattering orgasm.
First Linda, then Tondeleyo tensed and then relaxed in the sensuous glow of the moment.
Almost immediately Blackhawk's fist shot out, catching the sorceress square on the jaw and she collapsed onto the floor next to the bed.
As she fell unconscious, Linda , no longer held by the hypnotist's mental grip snapped awake. "Bart! My God she hypnotized me, I knew EVERYTHING that was going on but I couldn't stop myself. How did you break free?"
"She forgot one thing about us guys, Linda. When it's over for us, we turn out the lights and we're done. When I had my climax, I awakened and thought I better knock that witch out before she tried anymore of her magic on us."
Linda reached up and took his hand, as he untied the ropes that held her to the bed. You BETTER not act like that after we're married."
Blackhawk blushed.