Chapter 8 –The Tent of Salvation

 

Clara Dowd shook her head throwing drops of water back and forth. She knew where she was but had no idea of what the Preacher had in mind for her.

 

She had been yanked out of the pouring rain and into a large tent. When she raised her head she was being dragged down a corridor with chairs on each side of it. Some of the chairs looked to have been thrown around while other areas looked untouched.

 

She was dragged up on to the platform by two men who then slammed her soaking wet body over the table at her hips. They then pulled her arms out straight in front of her and attached them to chains that went down towards the floor effectively trapping her and leaving her bent over the table.  

 

They then came around near her juicy ass and ripped her blue spandex costume off her body. They didn’t take their time; they just grabbed and ripped as hard and as fast as they could.

 

“Get off of me you bastards!” she yelled.

 

They paid her no mind and grabbed her boots and yanked them off as well. One of them took a knife out and cut her blue bra and bikini panties away leaving her bent over the table wearing her yellow mask and nothing else. They didn’t even stop to grope or cop a feel off of her magnificent body. It was all business.

 

“They can’t touch me. I’m meant for him.”, she thought to herself.

 

They took out leather straps and bound her ankles to the steel legs of the table further restricting her movement.

 

Lightning wondered about the state of her friends. Midnight had been dragged off towards a huge tent that Lightning was pretty sure was the Big Top. The other heroines she had no idea about. They had last been seen entering this tent.

 

“Maybe the cops will come. Our brawl had to have made a lot of noise.”

 

She knew the odds of that happening were slim to none. “I’m glad I recommended that all the girls take a vacation week. I knew this could take a turn for the worse.”

 

She smiled to herself at how thoughts of work ran through her mind at a time like this. “Once a cop always a cop.” Her mind began to assess her situation.

 

She pulled at the chains holding her; in her weakened state there was no way that would be an option. Her legs however, were only bound with what felt like leather. As her strength returned she’d have no trouble snapping them.

 

The storm showing up was strange. More and more criminals seemed to know her weakness. Or did they?

 

Her intuition was trying to tell her something. It was something she trusted in her line of work. Her gut always seemed to lead her in the right direction and it had been trying to tell her something since that night in the warehouse. She felt like something had drawn the heroines together for a reason but couldn’t put her finger on it.

 

Suddenly she felt like it was extremely important that she realized what it was. Something was gnawing at her insides. It had to do with the night at the warehouse, what was it? The creature? The bounty hunter? The thugs? Who was Z? What was……

 

All of a sudden a bucket of freezing cold water was dumped on her body causing her to involuntarily yelp.

 

“aiiieeee…ahhh”

 

“Wake up bitch. Almost ready for your blessing?”

 

She turned her head and stared through her wet shoulder length dirty blond hair. The man wore a top hat and something like a tuxedo and was tall and lean. He smiled at her.

 

“Wow, those are some gorgeous blue eyes you have there honey. A guy could get lost in them, and this body. My, oh my what a fantastic sight you are bent over and all wet. Yummy if I do say so myself.”

 

“Slimeball, what do you do with the poor women you abduct?”

 

“You can ask the Reverend all about that when he arrives. He should be here shortly.”

 

A woman approached from behind the Ringmaster. She carried a 7-foot long python around her shoulders and was covered in snake tattoo’s. She walked up to the chained crimefighters body.

 

“Luscious, simply luscious. The Reverend will enjoy ravishing this fine piece of ass.” She looked down at Lightning’s face and said “You’ll pay for trying to interfere with what we do here you cunt. You’ll pay dearly.”

 

“Wow, all you freaks swear by that old fool don’t you? I don’t know what kind of kool-aid he’s giving you but let me set you straight. Your precious Preacher is a slimy, disgusting, perverted rapist who will pay for his crimes against women soon enough!”

 

“You have no idea.” The woman said.

 

“I have all the ideas about all of you that I need you fool.”

 

“I see she is feisty as ever.”

 

The voice came from behind them. None of them knew how long he had been standing there or when he had entered.

 

“She is ready for you.” The Ringmaster said. “She is set up in the customary pose for your pleasure.”

 

“Losers! You fucking losers! How many have you done this to? How many!!!!”

 

 She struggled in vain to escape as the thought of all those defenseless women ran through her mind.

 

“Many have been brought before me. They all satisfied me well. You shall satisfy me tonight. I shall be sated.”

 

“Go fuck yourself. You pervert! You slimy disgusting man!!!!”

 

“You shall be granted a gift tonight my dear. A gift of sacrifice. Your body shall be your vessel, your mind will betray you and your sins will be brought into the light for the greater good.”

 

“You call yourself a Reverend! You’re a loser!”

 

“That name was given to me my dear, I never claimed to be anything.”

 

The Ringmaster and the Snake Lady moved back and to the sides as somehow the lights dimmed in the tent.

 

“You’ll find I’m not some helpless scared woman you freak! You will find I’m much harder to handle than then the defenseless women you’re used to abusing.”

 

“I am counting on it my young heroine.”

 

“Do you wish me to remove her mask Reverend?”, the Ringmaster asked.

 

“No, not at all. I want to fuck the heroine Lightning, not some bleached blond two-bit whore. I want her in all her glory. I want her to be at full power when the blessing takes place.”

 

“Liar! You’re a coward! You can’t handle someone like me you old fool. You’re nothing but a loser who has gotten a bunch of uneducated fools to buy into your lunacy. You’ll pay dearly for what you’ve gotten away with old man.”

 

He dropped his pants. Lightning’s neck was straining from looking over her shoulder so she turned forward and straight ahead. She thought about her situation. She knew the violation would begin soon. The thought of this old man using her body disgusted her.

 

“His cock is nothing special, that’s good. He’s got to be about 60 to 65 too so I can’t imagine him having too much strength. Once he finishes hopefully I’ll have my power return to me then they’ll be hell to pay for what they’ve done.”

 

She felt the tip of his penis touch her lips and she closed her eyes in anticipation of the rape. Even though his tool was normal sized and shouldn’t create too much discomfort the experience would still be horrible. It was dehumanizing. Her heart went out to all those poor women he and his group had violated already. She thought of her friends and wondered what horrors they had experienced. The dick was gradually slid into her pussy.

 

“Huggggg” she cooed as it slid into her.

 

The Preacher grabbed her hips and began to fuck her in earnest. Short hard thrusts soon led to a slapping sound filling the tent. Lightning gritted her teeth and refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing her grunt.

 

The other two in attendance fell silent as the man fucked the proud bound woman. They simply stood and watched.

 

Lightning’s beautiful ass began to ripple from the pounding as the Reverend worked his cock as deep as he could into the blond heroine. All of a sudden she gasped.

 

“ugghhhhhh…..uh”

 

The cock had somehow grown.

 

A voice entered her mind, it was the Preacher.

 

*****feel the cock grow slut*******the pain shall follow*******

 

It felt bigger again. She couldn’t help herself from moaning.

 

“Uhhhhh…….wha….uh….uh….uh”

 

Now she moaned as the cock pounded her.

 

******feel my power you whore*****you meddling slut****pain****

 

“Ohhhh….ughhhh…….oh….what……noooo”

 

*****pleasure*****give in to pleasure cunt******pleasure*****

 

“What are…..ah……doing……..ohhhhh….fuck…..”

 

****give in to your lust whore*****feed me******satisfy my hunger*****

 

“Ohhhhh….noo…..ah…..ugh…..ugh….ahhhhhh….”

 

The cock felt even larger now.

 

*****repent you jezebel*****lust******pain******hunger*****pain***

 

“Ahhhh….ah…..Gawwddd…..oahhhh…..uhhhhhhh..what are you?”

 

*****something better than you*****something higher****

 

Each thrust caused the crimefighter to wince in pain as the suddenly huge cock tortured her firm body. Her body gyrated trying to escape the huge cock pounding her increasingly wet hole.

 

“AHHH….GET …OHHHH…OUT…OF MEEEE…AHHHH”

 

*****whore***give in to your lust cunt****feed me your desire****pain****

 

“Ohhhh….AHHHHH…ughghhhhh….nooooo….noooooo”

 

Her head was pounded by thoughts stronger and louder then ever now.

 

****LUST*****GIVE ME YOUR BODY*******PAIN******CUNT*****

 

She screamed out in pain.

 

“GET OUT OF MY HEAD…UH….GET …GET OUT OF MY BODY……AHHHHHH….AH AH…..ARRRGHHHHHH…..AH”

 

Suddenly a scream echoed from outside.

 

“Midnight” she thought.

 

*****YES YOUR FRIENDS HAVE BEEN DEALT WITH WHORE, THEY SCREAM TO BE FUCKED *******CUNT*****WHORE******FUCK ME****

 

“Have…… to escape….. have to…….. somehow escape and help them”, she feared for the other heroines now.

 

******THEY BEGGED TO BE FILLED AS YOU WILL********HARLOT****

 

“No, no…..ugh…..fuck you……..perv….ah…..fuck…”

 

She could feel her power launch back into her body, the fucking and heat of the situation had dried her toned tanned body.

 

****yes, I feel it too****use it to end this*****end your pain**** save your friends***

 

Lightning threw her head back and concentrated her power towards the man fucking her. She gave him everything her body could. She thrust herself; onto the cock and sent current flowing towards her rapist.

 

The current flew out of her body and into the body of the Preacher, he shuttered as it entered him but stayed connected to her.

 

Lightning turned and looked through her blond mane at the man behind her. He seemed to be dying as his body shook; he still pumped in and out of her though. She could feel the huge cock slamming into her.

 

The Preacher looked up and smiled at her. All of a sudden Lightning felt her power drain out of her body. The Preacher reached beneath her, grabbed her fat nipples and sent electrical current flowing into her body.

 

Lightning shook and tried to scream but couldn’t. Her body thrashed as she threw herself from side to side trying to get his hands away from her breasts. Finally a primal scream escaped her.

 

“AHHHHHRRGGHHHHHH” she screamed.

 

Now he sucked the power out of her while shocking her bouncing breasts and slamming her wet hole.

 

******yes*****yes******feel your power flow through me wench****FUCK ME***

 

“OHHHHH……Gawwddd……ohhhh……ahhhh….bas….bastard…”

 

*****FEEL MY POWER NOW CUNT****GIVE IN TO YOUR LUST****

 

All of a sudden Lightning felt a burning sensation in her pussy. The feeling got warmer and warmer until it was burning.

 

“GET IT OUT, GET OUT!!!!!”

 

*****CUM FOR ME*****LUST****GIVE IN TO LUST****SEX***FUCK ME***

 

“NOOOOO….NEVERRRRR……..AHHHHHH….HURTS……THE PAIN”

 

*****CUM WHORE****CUM**** FEED ME****GIVE YOUR BODY***

 

“AHHHH….AHHHHH….NO….NO”

 

She felt her body lubricate. The hot cock was like a poker shoved into her. The pain it caused was horrifying, but along with the pain came pleasure. The cock was taming her, she would feed the old man. Her lust would pleasure all of them if they chose that.

 

****YES****GIVE IN WHORE****I FEEL YOUR BODY RESPOND****I FEEL YOUR MIND GIVING IN*****FUCK ME

 

“YES, OH YES…..OHHHHH……NOOOOO……AHHHHH”

 

Her mind was torn between the pleasure and pain she was feeling. Part of her wanted to give in and give the Preacher what he wanted. Her body was his. Her power was drained. Lightning began to feel dizzy from the abuse. She seemed to float in the air.

 

****GIVE ME WHAT I WANT SLUT*****TOUGH HEROINE****WHORE****NOTHING BUT A DIRTY WHORE*****

 

Her body buckled beneath him. She smelled a burning odor in the air and realized it was coming from her juices meeting the hot shaft inside of her. She dragged her head towards her rear and saw steam rising up into the air. The Preacher fucked her with abandon with a maniacal look on his face.

 

The Ringmaster and Snake Lady stared at the scene with their mouths hanging open. Steam rose from the woman’s pussy and as it rose to the face of the Reverend he inhaled, drawing in into his lungs. They had never seen anyone take so much abuse. No one had ever survived this long or fed him so much. It looked like her cunt was on fire.

 

******CUM YOU WENCH****GIVE IN TO YOUR DESIRES YOU SLUT*****I CAN FEEL YOUR BODY BETRAY YOU******CUM WHORE****CUM****

 

“Hold…on…have to….nooooo”

 

“ARRGHHHH……….OHHHHH….AHHHH….NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

Lightning came like a ruptured dam. Her juices flowed onto the hot poker jammed in her snatch causing them to evaporate immediately. What didn’t come into contact with the devilish prick flowed out of her body and onto the floor beneath them.

 

The Reverend felt her cum and again his body seemed to light up. He gasped drawing the steam into him and then closed his eyes as he pounded Lightning’s bound body. A blue light seemed to engulf the lovers, he shuttered, and then he exploded into the defenseless crimefighter.

 

*****FEEL MY SEED*****YOU ARE DEFEATED LIGHTNING*****YOU HAVE FED ME WELL BITCH*****YOU HAVE NOW REACHED REDEMPTION****

 

“OHHHHH…..GAWWDDDDD….PL……PLEASE…..ahhh….ohhhh….a….a….”

 

Her eyes slowly shut and then her eyelids fluttered as she was filled with his seed. He continued fucking her body but she was gone. Lightning had passed out.

 

The Preacher pulled his cock out of the blond woman and wiped his dick on her beautiful ass then he placed it back into his pants and turned around.

 

 He looked 10 years younger.

 

“Prepare the jezebels for transport tomorrow morning. Z’s people will be here at 6:00 a.m. for pickup. Make sure they are back in their costumes or if needed use the replacements and package them as requested.”

 

He walked out and smelled the cool air. Thoughts of the evening ran through his mind.

 

“Oh, to have a heroine every year would be scrumptious. Maybe that’s what I’ll do in the future.”

 

The Preacher walked towards his tent. He felt more alive then he had in years.


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