SCARLET
WITCH VS THE HAIRDRESSER 3
THROUGH THE STYLING GLASS
By Yenoc and Scarlet
WARNING: This story contains sexual
situations
and violence (nc, MF). It
is to
be read by adults only. If this
sort of
material is not to your liking,
then read
no further.
PART III.
Chapter
10. Recap of Parts I and II
Stranded
on an Oz-like world in another
dimension,
the crimson-clad mutant
heroine
known as the Scarlet Witch was
beyond
being dazed and confused..she
was totally
desperate! She had been
diabolically
trapped in this odd other
realm
by and with one of her most
detested
enemies, the vile Hairdresser.
The buxom
young woman was a member of
the mighty
Avengers. However, on this
cold,
cruel world, she was all alone
and a
potential victim to the planet's
insidiously
hostile alien environment.
Having
fallen into endless peril since
coming
to Nowhere Land, Wanda Maximoff
was nearly
at the end of her rope, her
fragile
sanity hanging from a thread.
Scarlet
had managed to defeat a small
group
of seemingly sentient flying pig-
like creatures
after a brief battle.
However,
during the next stupendous
struggle,
she had exhausted her mutant
hex power
and been captured by strange
prehensile
vines; they had eventually
released
her..after a long, brutal rape.
The Scarlet
Witch knew that to get out
of this
treacherous place and safely back
home,
she had to find The Hairdresser and
somehow
make him send her back to Earth.
Soon she
would confront her extremely
psychotic
arch nemesis; soon she would
come to
understand how crucial that
confrontation
would be to her future.
Chapter
11. Portending Recollections
The Scarlet
Witch again slowly shook her
head from
side to side, dazed by the
disconcerting
thoughts that flooded
through
her consciousness. Once more, she
quickly
ran the strange series of events
through
her troubled mind. Four hours ago
she had
been brutally raped by penisoid
plant-vines.
After
a desperate struggle, the prehensile
plants
had inseminated the comely Avenger
with two
huge seeds, and then suddenly
released
her.
Though
it had been a very disgusting
ordeal,
Scarlet hadn't worried about it;
she WAS
using birth control pills, and,
of course,
the DNA structure of the
alien
plant's seed couldn't possibly be
compatible
with humans.
The Scarlet
Witch had simply cast heal,
create
water, and create costume spells,
and walked
quickly, without pausing, to
this point,
following the strange humming
sound
which represented The Hairdresser's
fortress
on this frightfully perilous planet
in some
not so parallel dimension.
Now Scarlet
could finally glimpse a tall,
strangely
ornamented, building nearby; it
was just
through some thick, white and
black
trees..likely her destination..the
evil villain's
hideout on this horrible
world.
The Scarlet
Witch looked closely at
herself
again. She looked fine. Up until
now she
had felt healthy enough, but
from the
moment the suddenly silent
inseminoids
had released her, she had
sensed
something was not quite right.
Then suddenly
the crimson-clad heroine
had felt
sick, nausea mostly, and had
collapsed
weakly to the ground.
"Ohhh..God..no!"
Scarlet said softly
again,
her head spinning, "It can't be
morning
sickness...not this soon! That
normally
doesn't occur until at least
five weeks
into a pregnancy...NOOOOO!!
If I am
pregnant and I don't solve this
problem,
in a little over two days...!"
Scarlet
swooned, dropping to the ground.
Chapter
12. Taste? What Taste?
As the
Scarlet Witch tried to steady
herself,
laying weakly on the soft
ground,
and come to grips with what
might
be quickly incubating inside her
womb,
The Hairdresser was aware of her
approach,
and was waiting stoically for
the buxom
young heroine.
Once Scarlet
cleared the grove of tall
trees,
she could see The Hairdresser's
headquarters.
The villain's base was an
amazing
sight to behold. It was a large
three-story
mansion, as big as the White
House,
with a rectangular wing on each
end of
the cylindrically shaped main
building.
The source
of the low humming sound
was finally
revealed. Above the opulent
mansion
was a brightly lit, fifty-foot-
high,
neon sign of the head of Elvis
Presley.
The eyes of the image flashed
on and
off with blue lights; the rest of
the head
was done in red illumination.
The Elvis
head's mouth was open and
noise
was coming from it, barely audible
over the
hum of the lights. The head sang
and talked
over hidden speakers. Scarlet
made out
two voices; one said, "Thank
you! Thank
you very much!!"; the other
proclaimed,
"Elvis has left the building!"
The front
of the mansion had four immense
columns
of stone connecting the porch and
roof.
The columns were painted with swirling
red and
white stripes that resembled the
poles
found at barber shops. The house was
painted
lime green, with the trim painted
bright
orange.
There
was a wide, deep moat filled with
yellow
shampoo surrounding the mansion..a
narrow
drawbridge the only way across it.
A large
sign reading 'No lathering,
rinsing,
and repeating in the moat!' was
posted
beside the bridge on the mansion
side of
the barrier.
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly and did
a confused
double take at the site of
the ridiculous
building, and..realizing
she didn't
have much time..she started
quickly
across the narrow bridge over
the
shampoo-filled moat, heading toward
the main
entrance to the large mansion.
There
were two large, gold doors at the
center
of the building; they were twelve
feet high
and nine feet wide. With a loud
creak,
the doors opened slowly inward into
the
ostentatious structure. The familiar
figure
of a strangely garbed man appeared
abruptly
in the huge doorway; it was
Scarlet's
deadly foe, The Hairdresser.
The Scarlet
Witch looked sternly up at
the ridiculous
figure before her. She
knew him
better than she wished..she
pointed
her scepter at him threateningly.
"Hairdresser..we
meet again..ohh too
soon..I
hope you have a plan to send
me back
or I may get rather unpleasant
with you!"
Scarlet warned menacingly.
The
Hairdresser was clad in a black
leather
jacket that reached down to his
knees,
and a brown turtle neck sweater
with a
peace-sign necklace hanging from
a chain
around his neck. He wore bell-
bottom
pants, that consisted of swatches
of patched
together pieces of multi-
colored
fabric, and high platform shoes.
The evil
hair stylist looked somewhat
bigger
and much more muscular than the
buxom
Avenger remembered; his shoulders
were wider
and rounder, she thought.
The
Hairdresser's greased-down, dark-brown
hair was
longer than the last time the
pair had
met, and was pulled back into a
ponytail.
He looked supremely confident,
like the
master of his own domain. His
thick
sideburns were longer too, Scarlet
thought;
he had a mustache and goatee.
"Don't
threaten me girl. You are at
my mercy
in this realm, I see that
you escaped
my plant friends. Feeling
well dear?"
the evil villain chuckled
sarcastically.
"Well
enough," the young heroine lied.
"You sir
are the master of nothing..you
brought
me here..you must be able to
send me
back; comply and I won't hurt
you. Surrender
and I'll take you back
with me
to pay for your crimes."
The Scarlet
Witch walked purposefully
toward
the colorfully dressed man, her
scepter
still pointed directly at him.
The
Hairdresser stood stoically in the
wide doorway
and looked disdainfully at
the quickly
approaching crimson-clad
heroine.
"Save the theatrics for someone
who gives
a damn girl. You aren't going
anywhere!"
he answered wearily, his arms
folded
comfortably in front of his chest.
"Welcome
to the Villa De Mousse, Scarlet.
It's almost
good to see you again Avenger,
but not
quite. Come inside and we'll
reminisce
about old times," The Hairdresser
said
venomously, and abruptly turned his
back to
the approaching mutant and strode
quickly
into his pretentious abode.
The Scarlet
Witch walked quickly into the
unbelievable
building, following the queer
man..a
little worried that he seemed to
know about
the penisoid plants..but more
worried
that he could find away to prepare
a trap
if she let him out of her site.
"Stop..I
didn't say you could go..surrender
immediately!"
Scarlet stammered as she
entered
the incredible house and stood in
a vast
hall with high walls and ceiling.
The incredible
room was adorned with the
unique
tastes of the 1970s-era villain.
There
was a large disco ball suspended
from the
high ceiling, spinning and
flashing
it's bright strobe lights.
Several
large murals were painted on the
high walls;
one wall had the image of
Elvis
Presley dressed in a white jewel-
encrusted
jumpsuit, holding a microphone
in his
hand as he sang. On another wall
was a
painting of dogs sitting around a
table
playing poker. All of the murals
were painted
on black velvet.
The
Hairdresser had also set up a series
of work
stations for stylists to perform
their
art on the heads of clients; a row
of hair
dryers lined the wall with the dog
mural.
The work stations had lush leather
reclining
chairs and mirrors with glowing
diamonds
around the edges; the diamonds
emitted
a brilliant light into the hall.
Scarlet
scurried quickly after the over-
the-top
villain, yelling emphatically,
"STOOPPP!!
We need to talk..I have no
patience
for this! Why did you bring me
here?"
The
Hairdresser turned slowly to gaze
intently
at the bodacious Scarlet Witch,
and calmly
replied, "All we need to do is
go into
the parlor and have some tea."
He pointed
casually to a set of gold lame'
drapes
hanging limply before a doorway to
another
room.
"I'm not
thirsty, but if you have somewhere
to sit
down, lead on," the Scarlet Witch
replied
softly. The pretty heroine looked
a little
unsteady; she was feeling somewhat
nauseated
again.
Chapter
13. Tea Time
With a
flourish, The Hairdresser pulled
aside
the brocaded, tinsel-thread-filled
drapes
and quickly ushered the Scarlet
Witch
into a smaller room; a 19th century
tea room
that was elegantly adorned and
looked
very out place for his eccentric
tastes.
He casually
motioned Scarlet to a friendly
looking
armchair by the fireplace, quipping
sardonically,
"It's almost good to see you
again
Avenger."
The Scarlet
Witch shivered involuntarily as
she heard
the evil Hairdresser's seemingly
pleasant
words; she could clearly see that
he had
changed and naturally wondered how
it had
happened.
Scarlet
knew she couldn't trust the baneful
man for
even a second, but still feeling
the strange
nausea..sat quickly, in a less
comfortable
chair next to the one the
strangely
dressed character had pointed to.
"Good
to see me? I doubt it. I can certainly
not say
the same for you!" the mutant
Avenger
growled waspishly.
The
Hairdresser snorted contemptuously at
the irksome
heroine and jerked his head to
the side,
snapping haughtily, "You know it
is rude
to be so impolite to one's host. You
should
be glad I don't have you staked out
over an
ant hill after what you did to me."
The petulant
villain flopped down quickly
in the
large armchair directly across from
the Scarlet
Witch and, with a loud sigh,
crossed
his legs and folded his arms into
his lap.
"I see
you made it out of the field in
one piece.
Interesting," The Hairdresser
observed
nonchalantly.
"Yes and
not without some..confrontations,
but my
powers were up to the challenges!
Why have
you brought me here..surely you
realize
that you are still a wanted man
back home."
Scarlet replied carefully.
The Scarlet
Witch quickly crossed her
shapely,
athletic legs and tried to look
confidant.
She hoped to stall..to gain
some time
so she could better assess the
tense
situation before any confrontation
erupted.
The deceitful
villain scowled and spouted
vehemently,
"Don't think for an instant
that I
care about the law back home! I have
been trapped
in this infernal dimension for
the past
five years because of your fucked
up powers!'
"I was
dumped here in this hell hole and
nearly
died. Luckily I found this house
and learned
it had some very interesting
secrets.
You are here for only one reason
bitch..revenge!"
the raging man spat as
he glared
wide-eyed at Scarlet.
The
Hairdresser leaned slowly forward in
his chair
and looked the Scarlet Witch
directly
in the eyes. For the briefest
millisecond
his eyes appeared to glow
red..or
could have been some trick of
the lighting
in the room? "You see the
trip is
one way. You can check in, but
you don't
check out of this world."
Scarlet
twisted uncomfortably in her
chair..she
didn't believe the strange man
for a
minute..but she also felt confused.
There
was something about the dangerously
unstable
villain that was so unlike The
Hairdresser
she knew before.
The heroine
looked and listened carefully.
It wasn't
The Hairdresser's voice..that
was the
same. His obviously improved
physical
condition didn't bother her..he
had supposedly
been here for five long
years..plenty
of time to work out if it
were really
true. No it was something
different.
"Five
years? It's only been a few months
since
my uncontrollable hex power made
you vanish!
What do you mean five years?"
the Scarlet
Witch asked doubtfully.
"Also,
what is this strange place..this
tasteless
structure? What do you mean
one way..if
you could send your 'burning
house'
trap to our Earth for me..surely
there
is a way for us to get back! Isn't
there?"
Scarlet asked nervously, squirming
uncomfortably
in her chair..hoping for
answers
that made sense.
"The burning
house trap was done thanks
to the
help of a former colleague of mine
from back
on earth. It seems this world was
discovered
by Dr. Doom, who had somehow
developed
a device for travel between
dimensions.
He built this compound as
his
headquarters, and constructed a super
computer
in this building's basement."
The
Hairdresser glared closely at the
Scarlet
Witch and studied her every move
as he
answered her questions forthright,
sensing
she was not as confident as she
sounded.
He smiled to himself with the
knowledge
that she was uneasy.
He boldly
continued his narrative, "Doom
gave the
computer super intellect; it is
nearly
sentient. I found this place by
accident
and decided to move in. Doom's
computer
imprinted on me and now obeys my
orders.
The house is automated and it uses
something
called nanites, whatever they
are, for
maintenance or to make changes."
The villain
paused pregnantly and smiled
broadly,
judging Scarlet's reaction before
continuing,
"Using Doom's invention I am
able to
glance back to Earth and send back
audio
relays between realms. The signals
hook up
to satellites and relay my messages
to former
partners. I can also use Doom's
device
to transport things here"
"Dr. Doom's
device has a flaw, it can
only bring
objects into this world, it
can't
send them back. So you fell for
the trap
and now you get to share my
fate plus
my vengeance." The Hairdresser
concluded
huffily.
"Doctor
Doom, Victor Von Doom, does
nothing
that is flawed, save let his
demented
ego get in his way! Doom is
co-designer
of my accessories..the
Broach,
the Disk, the Scepter. There
must be
a way out..there must! HE LEFT!"
the Scarlet
Witch ranted desperately.
"Take
me to this computer..AT ONCE!! Or
I will
see to it that you are the one
that is
trapped and unhappy with your
fate.
TAKE ME!" Scarlet stridently
commanded.
The Scarlet
Witch shook in rage as she
looked
angrily at the strange man before
her..thinking
'what a stupid fool..couldn't
he see
how furious she was..how concerned
she was.
She could cast a hex that would
do far
more than banish..far more'. She
felt her
wrath build into a tempest!
The
Hairdresser stared piercingly at the
fuming
young heroine and remained strangely
silent.
Several minutes passed as he watched
her nervously
fidget in her seat, her intense
anger
eating away at her.
The villain
knew she would get sloppy and
make mistakes
while blinded with rage. He
bluntly
replied, "I'm not taking you any
where
mutant! This is my abode and NO ONE
tells
me what to do. GOT IT! We are both
trapped,
but I have the advantage of being
in control.
There was some cosmic calamity
back on
earth and Doom dropped everything."
The
Hairdresser snarled loudly as his own
anger
built relentlessly within him. His
face twisted
in rage as he struggled to
explain
what he knew, "Doom's last computer
records
show him using a smaller, modified
version
of the transport device I've been
using,
and returning to earth. He took the
invention
with him and never returned."
"On the
audio part of the records I heard
him mumble
something about a contest of
champions,
then he and his machine faded
and vanished
from this eerie dimension. He
left a
larger version of this new prototype
device
here, but without power, apparently
unfinished.
Now shut your damn mouth before
I shut
it for you!" the villain threatened.
"Look..calm
down..you came from the 70s..an
adult
educated more than twenty years before
my time.
I know things you don't. We don't
have nanite
technology as far as I know, but
I understand
the concept! Maybe I can make
some sense
out of this computer! Err, I could
really
go for some bread-and-butter pickles
and deviled
eggs. You have any?" she inquired?
The Scarlet
Witch blushed deeply as she
realized
how strange the last phrase sounded.
The
Hairdresser stood quickly up and walked
slowly
around the room, thinking her food
request
a bit odd. Then he smiled evilly as
it sunk
in. He suddenly realized that
the
Avenger
was far worse off than she appeared.
He looked
intently at the pretty heroine and
replied
softly, "That is a strange request
Scarlet,
but I can get it for you if you want."
The
Hairdresser slowly walked behind the
Scarlet
Witch and placed his hands gently
on her
shoulders. He slowly leaned down as
if to
sniff her hair, and rubbed her shoulders
firmly
and a bit roughly.
"There
is nothing you can do to get home.
I have
tried and failed for years. But if
you change
your attitude, I can be very
generous
and take care of you and any
problems
you have. As long as you tend to
any 'problems'
that may rise from me, that
is" the
villain proffered tentatively.
"Problems..that
rise from you..what do
you mean..and
couldn't you at least let
me give
the computer a try..er..quickly?"
Scarlet
stammered, suddenly confused with
the unexpected
tact the never predictable
villain
had abruptly decided to take.
The Scarlet
Witch felt very uncomfortable
with the
villain suddenly rubbing her
shoulders,
treating her like an ally.
Yes..uncomfortable,
but she tried to
control
her temper..tried to assuage the
evil villain
and halt his strange actions
with her
quick mind.
The
Hairdresser massaged the beautiful
heroine's
shoulders a little harder, and
then slowly
ran his hands down along her
arms.
The villain's
large hands gripped Scarlet's
arms roughly
and squeezed just a bit too
hard.
He slowly leaned over and whispered
softly
into her ear, "The only thing I want
to try
girl is you naked, on your back with
your ankles
up over your head. I have not
forgotten
about that tight, sweet pussy of
yours,
and I do need some loving!"
The Scarlet
Witch screamed loudly in rage
and quickly
leaped to her feet, somehow
breaking
free of the overly tight hands
roughly
holding down her arms. She jumped
forward..creating
some distance and putting
the chair
between herself and the evil
Hairdresser.
"You
bastard..you will not rape me again!!
Surrender
now or I will shove those vile
words
down your throat and have you
bound
for delivery to a prison..where
you will
surely end up on our return to
Earth!"
Scarlet threatened with great acerbity.
The
Hairdresser straightened stiffly and
slowly
faced the railing Avenger. He
quickly
reached into his jacket pocket
and pulled
out a wicked straight razor,
which
he twirled adroitly around in his
fingers
as she made idle threats to him.
Chapter
14. Perchance Victory?
With a
deft slight of hand and a quick
flick
of the wrist, The Hairdresser flung
the blade
with malign at the Scarlet Witch.
It soared
swiftly through the air and grazed
her cloak
over her left shoulder, ripping the
fabric
and narrowly missing her flesh, before
continuing
onward to become imbedded
deeply
into the wall behind her.
"I will
do any bloody thing I want to
you, gypsy
tramp! The only shoving of
things
down throats will be when I drop
your head
over the side of the table and
ram my
cock down your throat!!" the
villain
bellowed back angrily.
The Scarlet
Witch gagged involuntarily
as she
thought about the man's sickening
threats.
She backed slowly away until
The
Hairdresser moved quickly around
the chair
to confront her. She screamed
emphatically,
"You try..I'll bite it
off!"
Then she attacked fiercely.
Scarlet
held her scepter firmly with her
hands
shoulder width apart, as if it were
a short
staff, and suddenly struck the
menacing
villain with three hard blows:
the first,
to the right side of the jaw;
the second,
to the lower left ribs; the
third,
a quick strike to the side of the
right
knee.
"You try
to bite me and I will pull all
of your
teeth out with pliers and let
you gum
my cock as you suck me!" The
Hairdresser
threatened maniacally, and
then suddenly
"oooffed" as he saw the
scepter-wielding
Avenger's attack too
late.
The villain's
head snapped hard to the
side from
the wicked blow to the jaw,
and he
doubled over, crying loudly out
in pain,
from the brutal shot to the ribs.
His knee
gave out and he dropped abruptly
to the
floor at the final swift swing of
the silver
scepter.
The
Hairdresser rolled nimbly on the
floor
and quickly leapt back to his feet.
He vaulted
swiftly over a chair and
landed
in a crouch at the astonished
Scarlet
Witch's feet.
The villain's
fist snapped abruptly up
and was
driven hard into Scarlet's
stomach,
driving the air from her lungs.
Then he
quickly grabbed the heroine's
hand and
cruelly twisted her wrist
downward,
viciously wrenching her arm
out at
an odd angle. That done, he stood
and slowly
circled the writhing heroine.
"Oommopphhh!!
OOOOOHHooWWW!!
AAeeyyeee!!"
the Scarlet Witch screeched
loudly
in agony, and suddenly touched
her broach.
With a
slight flash of light and small
gust of
wind..she abruptly disappeared!
Then with
a slight flash of light and
small
gust of wind..Scarlet, just as
abruptly,
reappeared..across the room
behind
The Hairdresser. She quickly cast
several
heal spells to mend her broken
wrist.
"That hurt YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
the infuriated
heroine spat loudly.
The
Hairdresser spun agilely on his
feet and
saw the Scarlet Witch suddenly
reappear
across the room. He mumbled
softly
in exasperation, "I hate that
damn broach!"
The evil
villain quickly pulled four razor
blades
from his pocket and adeptly tossed
them at
Scarlet in rapid succession. Foosh!
Foosh!
Foosh! Foosh!
The blades
sliced swiftly through the air
and homed
accurately in on the heroine's
position.
"That is only the start of your
pain slut!"
The Hairdresser taunted
maliciously.
The Scarlet
Witch suddenly did a nimble
gymnast's
roll to the left, avoiding the
sharp
blades, and wheeled quickly to face
The
Hairdresser! She swiftly pointed her
scepter
at the man and energized it with
her mutant
power, generating a beam of
green
energy which abruptly transformed
into a
shower of fist-sized stones!
The
Hairdresser stoically stood there,
unmoving
as the hail of stones pummeled
his body
hard. Incredibly, the rocks
bounced
harmlessly off his chest, the
sound
of dinging metal filling the room.
The out-dated
villain suddenly grabbed
the hair
dryer on his hip and pulled it
purposefully
from its holster. He pointed
the weapon
at Scarlet, touched a setting
on the
dryer, and the end of the tool
roared
like a flamethrower, discharging
a powerful
stream of flame at the Avenger,
catching
her crimson-colored cloak on fire.
The Scarlet
Witch screamed stridently in
fear for
a moment, and then remembered
the magic
Ioun Stone which protected her
from fire
and heat. The battling Avenger
simply
ignored the harmless flames
enveloping
her. She quickly rushed The
Hairdresser
and smashed the end of her
scepter
hard into his chest.
The
Hairdresser quickly threw up his
arm as
Scarlet struck his chest with her
scepter,
and suddenly grabbed onto the
weapon
with his hand. He didn't try to
take it
from her hands, an action which
would
have resulted in a magical attack
from the
adamantium construct.
Instead,
the villain tightened his grip
on the
scepter, and turned suddenly to
the side.
He used Scarlet's own forward
momentum
against her as he added his
own strength,
causing her to shoot past
him and
crash hard into a wall.
The Scarlet
Witch screamed loudly in
frustration
as she and her weapon were
suddenly
thrown across the room into the
wall.
She let out a loud 'omphh!'..bounced
hard off
the wall and landed in a heap on
the
floor.
Scarlet
quickly gathered her wits, and
pointed
her scepter at The Hairdresser.
She energized
it with her mutant power,
generating
a beam of green energy which
suddenly
transformed into...a force beam
which
drove the reckless maniac hard into
the far
wall! "Take that you pervert!!"
she spat
triumphantly.
The
Hairdresser flew so hard into the wall
that he
left an impression of himself in it.
He reeled,
got up, and slowly staggered
out of
the wall. He shook his head stunned.
The villain's
hand reached abruptly down to
the belt
around his waist and pulled off a
plastic
hair curler. He suddenly threw the
curler
at Scarlet. It landed softly at the
heroine's
feet and exploded with a flash
of blinding
light.
The
Hairdresser quickly pulled off his
belt and
flicked it up in the air, like a whip.
The strap
suddenly extended and increased
in length
as the buckle end flew toward
the Scarlet
Witch and slapped her hand
with the
scepter in it hard.
Scarlet
screamed loudly in pain and
abruptly
dropped the scepter..she held
her hands
quickly over her bedazzled eyes
and backed
blindly away. "You are merely
delaying
the inevitable, Hairdresser,"
she bluffed,
rubbing her gold-flecked
blue eyes,
the spots beginning to fade.
The
Hairdresser rushed at the blinded
Avenger
and dropped suddenly to the
floor
at her feet. He quickly snatched
up the
dropped scepter and tossed it
swiftly
up into the air. He then
commanded
expectantly, "Execute
security
procedure X-15!"
A blue
beam of light suddenly fired out
from a
hidden hole in the ceiling and
abruptly
surrounded the silver scepter,
suspending
it for seconds in mid air.
Then there
was a hissing crackle of
energy
and the scepter simply vanished.
"And you
are in deep shit now!" The
Hairdresser
smirked confidently.
The
crimson-clad heroine looked amazed,
and, with
widened eyes, gasped and
uttered,
"Teleport..how?"
In a blur
of motion, the Scarlet Witch
suddenly
cast a hex. A green sphere-like
probability
altering field closed in and
surrounded
The Hairdresser from all sides,
and he
was suddenly enveloped in hot
flames.
She laughed and quipped smugly,
"You getting
warmed up yet, Hairdresser?"
The
Hairdresser started to slowly smolder
as his
clothes began to ignite in flames.
His burning
form emitted a thick cloud of
smoke
into the room. The flames consumed
both the
oxygen and his clothing, yet he
himself
seemed almost untouched.
The smoldering
villain gripped the hair
dryer
by its slender electrical cord and
started
to swing the it around and around
over his
head. The dryer spun faster and
faster
as his arm twirled the cord around.
The
Hairdresser's hand was a blur of
motion
as he used the whirling object to
create
a wind vortex over his head. The
miniature
cyclone sucked up the hot
flames
and quickly shot them upward to
the ceiling,
where they were swiftly
vented
out of the room by the fortress'
computer.
The blackened
villain dropped the hair
dryer
and grinned broadly. "My I am fast,
heh-heh!
Actually Scarlet, I wish it had
been 20
degrees hotter," he jested
confidently.
The Scarlet
Witch looked wide-eyed at the
strange
man, stunned! 'A normal human with
no apparent
magical protection..yet The
Hairdresser
stood there unharmed! So far
only the
first physical blow to his chin
seemed
to have worked', she thought,
wondering
how the man had changed so
much since
their previous encounter.
Scarlet
had to try something..nausea was
setting
in again! She thought desperately,
then declared
emphatically, "Let me show
you something
Cap taught me!"
The Scarlet
Witch quickly leapt headfirst
to the
floor..did a perfect gymnast's
roll..sprang
into the air..executed a
nimble
forward flip...and kicked the
Hairdresser
hard in the face with both
feet as
she suddenly straightened out her
lithe,
athletic body!
The surprised
Hairdresser was hurled
suddenly
backward from the fierce double
kick and
crashed helplessly into some
chairs.
As they were knocked over, he
flipped
awkwardly head first over them.
The
Hairdresser felt like he'd been
kicked
by a mule, and then his head
slammed
down hard on the floor with
sickening
thud. One of the chairs fell
down on
top of him and impacted hard
on his
chest. The man remained sprawled
limply
on the ground, laid out flat; he didn't
move.
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly in relief,
and said
in amazement "Jeese that guy
must have
been really working out..never
fought
a normal human who could take so
much!"
Then she walked cautiously toward
the fallen
man.
Chapter
15. Looks Can Be Deceiving
The
Hairdresser laid limply on the floor,
not moving.
His chest didn't rise and
fall,
as it would when a person breathed.
"Oh my
god..I must have killed him. I
need him
to show me the computer!" the
Scarlet
Witch exclaimed loudly. She rushed
quickly
to her downed adversary's side
and began
casting heal spells!
As Scarlet
knelt beside The Hairdresser,
earnestly
casting heal spells, his right arm
suddenly
snaked up and he grabbed her
firmly
by the throat.
He slowly
lowered the arm slightly, pulling
the choking
heroine towards him; then
he abruptly
snapped his arm outward
and to
the right with tremendous force.
The suddenly
conscious villain flung the
startled
Avenger swiftly away from his
body,
sending her tumbling across the
floor,
her head knocking hard against
the wooden
legs of a table at the end
of the
unexpected journey. The Scarlet
Witch
saw stars..she started to slowly go
under..to
lose consciousness..but fought it.
In
desperation, Scarlet cast a hex and a
green
probability altering sphere suddenly
closed
in on The Hairdresser from all sides;
he was
surrounded by pretty lights..the hex
was a
dud! As the darkness began to swallow
the heroine,
she thought 'Oh no..I'm going
to miss
another date with Magnnus' Then she
collapsed..the
void enveloping her mind!
CHAPTER
16. Down And Out
The
Hairdresser walked purposefully over
to the
unconscious form of the Scarlet
Witch;
she was laying in a heap on the
floor.
He slowly bent over and carefully
picked
the limp heroine up in his arms.
Scarlet
was a valiant opponent, and had
given
the twisted villain a good fight.
Even though
he wanted revenge, he felt
a perverted
sense of respect for the
buxom,
young heroine.
The
Hairdresser effortlessly tossed the
fallen
Avenger over his shoulder and
moved
quickly into the fortress' library.
As he
entered the large, book-filled
room,
he glanced to the side, his eyes
drawn
to the girl's firm rear end poised
so close
to his leering face; he smirked
gleefully
and slapped her ass hard.
The
Hairdresser strode directly over to
a wall
of books and, without hesitation,
pulled
one of the novels back at an angle.
A section
of stacks on the opposite wall
quietly
slid to the side, revealing a hidden
passage
with steep stairs leading downward.
As the
unconscious Scarlet Witch moaned
slightly,
The Hairdresser descended the
spiral
staircase and rapidly headed into
the lower
levels of the base. When they
reached
the bottom, they were in a large
lab/workroom
area; computers lined the
walls,
and a large video screen was in the
middle
of the assorted of machinery.
There
was a long metal table in the
middle
of the strangely furnished room;
the villain
walked quickly over to it
and casually
dropped Scarlet onto the
flat surface
with a soft thud.
The
Hairdresser carefully positioned
the beautiful
mutant on her back and,
with an
eager smirk, spread her long
legs shoulder
width apart. He laid
her listless
arms at her sides, and
quickly
removed her tiara and cloak,
taking
time to straighten her long,
auburn
tresses.
The metal
table started to hum softly
under
the Scarlet Witch, and sort of
rippled
in waves. The metal started
to slowly
undulate and then suddenly
became
liquid; streams of it abruptly
flowed
over the prone heroine's ankles,
wrists,
and upper arms..then it quickly
solidified,
forming unbreakable bonds.
The villainous
stylist carefully made
sure Scarlet
was bound securely to the
table.
Then he purposefully went over
to a smaller
table behind him and
quickly
picked up a syringe that had
been
pre-filled with a clear liquid.
The
Hairdresser walked quickly back to
the slowly
stirring Avenger and held
the syringe
down to her ample left
breast.
He found her nipple through her
crimson
leotard and gently rolled the
tip with
his fingers until it was erect.
The evil
villain carefully placed the
syringe's
long, sharp needle to the
Scarlet
Witch's firm, protruding nipple.
With a
quick jerk of his hand, he pushed
the needle
vertically all the way into
her tender
nipple, towards her chest.
The
Hairdresser then casually pushed
the syringe's
plunger slowly down,
injecting
the liquid into the wakening
heroine.
He then took the needle out
of her
rotund breast and patiently
waited.
Scarlet's
blue eyes fluttered open with
a start
as she felt intense pain in the
center
of her left breast..then sick heat
began
to slowly build in her breast...her
chest...her
loins. Suddenly the heroine
was overcome
by intense arousal..which
overwhelmed
the nausea in the background.
The Scarlet
Witch desperately needed
something
shameful..she wanted it badly.
She
instinctively knew that she had been
injected
with a drug derived from the
hormone-stimulating
chemicals which the
penisoid
plants had used on her earlier.
Scarlet
cried out stridently, "NOOOOO!!
What have
you done?!! What are you doing?
Let me
up!!" The pretty heroine swooned
slightly..her
eyes fluttered as the deep
need for
sexual release built slowly
within
her loins.
The
Hairdresser walked slowly around the
table
and grinned broadly. "What's wrong
Avenger?
Feeling strange? I told you I
brought
you here for revenge and I meant
that,"
he chortled malevolently.
The malicious
stylist slowly leaned over
the quaking
Scarlet Witch and kissed
her cruelly
on the mouth, his cold, harsh
lips brushing
her warm, ruby lips. The
man slipped
his tongue deep into her hot
mouth,
and then he quickly pulled it back
before
she could try to bite it.
The villain
abruptly touched the end of
the table
and a small control panel
suddenly
flipped up from under it near
Scarlet's
feet. That done, he quickly
removed
a straight razor from a drawer
and casually
opened it in front of her.
The Scarlet
Witch struggled desperately
against
her tight bonds, the image of
the
Hairdresser slipping in and out of
focus..the
heat from the sexual stimulant
washing
relentlessly through her body.
"Please!
Please! Stop this and let me try
to get
us home..I need to hurry!" she
pleaded
softly, her voice quivering.
The
Hairdresser glared angrily at Scarlet.
"You have
no need to go any where. We are
both stuck
here and I will take my time
with you
bitch!" he spat loudly. He moved
quickly
to the side of the metal table and
placed
the razor abruptly between her
shivering
thighs, pressing the blade
firmly
against the heroine's clothed sex.
The
Hairdresser carefully pulled the
cloth
over the shaking Avenger's pubic
mound
up and away from her body and
quickly
sliced through the costume with
the sharp
razor. He made deft cuts along
the vee
of her thighs, cutting a crude
triangle
in the crotch of her costume.
The leering
villain cruelly yanked the
material
away, leaving Scarlet's mound
and vaginal
lips naked and exposed. He
casually
let the cold, sharp razor rest on
her
mound.
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly as she
felt the
cold air down below..she knew
her sex
had been exposed. She blushed
deeply;
the image of the evil man above
her remained
unclear..unfocused.
Scarlet
tried to reason with her captor,
pleading
softly, "NO! Listen to me..I know
that I
CAN get us home..I know the way
Doom thinks..I
understand him..I can
do it..let
me try!"
The
Hairdresser suddenly backhanded the
Scarlet
Witch hard across the face and
pressed
the cold edge of the sharp razor
against
her tender clitoris. "Shut up whore!
Or so
help me, I will give you a Sunni-style
clitoridectomy!"
the glowering man ranted
with
malice.
The enraged
villain adroitly slipped his
fingers
between the fearful mutant's
quivering
thighs and deftly located the
fleshy
hood where her button hid. He
stroked
her sensitive clitoris vigorously
and twirled
the button with his fingers
until
it was elongated and buzzing.
The cruel
razor still pressed lightly to
the Avenger's
tender sexual center, The
Hairdresser
commanded firmly, "I want
your mouth
shut!"
Scarlet
suddenly froze..she moved not at
all..she
didn't even breath. Her eyes
like
saucers..she slowly shook her head
negatively.
She quaked in her bonds and
thought,
'No! Please no..not that, not
mutilation
like that...so final...so
permanent..NO!!'
The helpless
heroine trembled as she
felt the
cold steel press against her
protruding
clitoris. She swooned..still
not
breathing..making no sound. She was
justifiably
terrified.
The villain
saw that his dire threat had
registered
in the Scarlet Witch's terror
filled
eyes and nodded contentedly.
He abruptly
took the razor away from her
vulnerable
sex and quickly sliced long,
precise
slits down along the legs of her
costume.
The razor then moved up her
body and
sliced the costume from her
arms.
In a blurred
flurry of motion, The
Hairdresser,
seemingly with super speed,
cut and
sliced Scarlet's costume until
it was
tattered and hanging off her
shaking
body. He quickly pulled the
rags from
her and leered down at the
bound
beautie's nude form.
The psychotic
stylist glanced gleefully
at the
nest of curly auburn hair between
Scarlet's
widespread thighs. He let his
hand run
softly over the comely heroine's
shapely
right leg, and slowly slid his hand
gently
upward to walk through the dense
pubic
forest of her mound.
"I think
I will shave you smooth down
there
later on. You would look good
with a
bald pussy," The Hairdresser
chortled
sardonically.
The
razor-wielding maniac's hands roamed
freely
over the Scarlet Witch's taught body,
pinching
and touching the blushing heroine
all over.
He moved
to her breasts and softly massaged
the two
firm orbs; they jounced and jiggled
delightfully
on her chest as she writhed.
The Avenger
moaned softly as the sordid
heat built
slowly within her; she could
feel the
moistness between her thighs and
she felt
every vulgar touch to her very
sensitive
breasts. She moaned louder,
knowing
the stimulation drug was working
all to
well..she carefully held her tongue.
With lust
in his eyes, the master criminal
leaned
slowly over Scarlet's chest, moving
his leering
face close to her bounteous
breasts.
His hands gently rubbed and
caressed
her heaving bosom as she struggled
helplessly
against the drug coursing in her
system.
His mouth moved to her left nipple
and gently
drew the nub into his mouth.
The
Hairdresser's tongue swirled around
the swollen
areola and flicked steadily
back and
forth over her firm, protruding
nipple,
lashing it with his wet tongue.
Then he
slowly moved to her right breast
and his
tongue curled up to hook around
that hard
nipple; taking it deep into his
mouth,
he sucked that tip profusely.
Chapter
17. Rape-O-Matic
The
Hairdresser moved his head away from
the moaning
Scarlet Witch, leaving a thin
trail
of saliva on her jiggling breasts,
and stepped
quickly up to the control
panel
near her feet. He deftly touched a
button
on it and a low whining noise was
emitted
from the table where she was bound.
"What
no smart comebacks dear?" he chided.
Scarlet
squirmed weakly in her tight
bonds,
the drug slowly overwhelming her
senses..her
vision still not clear. Her
bounteous
breasts felt so good..her
nipples
made hard by the Hairdresser's
long,
flickering tongue. "Nothing..save
please
listen..let me take us home," the
heroine
answered softly.
The
Hairdresser ignored her pleading
words
and quickly pressed another
button
on the panel. A set of grey
robotic
arms with mechanical hands
slowly
emerged from under the table
and swung
progressively inward over
her firm,
jutting breasts.
Guided
by electronic eyes, the arms
extended
and the hands eventually
latched
onto the Scarlet Witch's
rotund
breasts; the cold metal digits
methodically
worked the twin globes.
The hands
slowly squeezed and rubbed
her bosom,
making her give gradually
into the
insidious sexual stimulant.
Scarlet's
nipples hardened against her
will as
her tender breasts were lewdly
titillated
by the robot hands, which
crushed
her abundant mammary glands
down to
her chest and cruelly pinched
her sensitive
nipples.
The Scarlet
Witch moaned very loudly
as her
chest was roughly deformed and
pinched
by the cold, hard metal. She
gasped
even louder as she felt the
sexual
arousal drug wash relentlessly
through
her body like ocean waves
rolling
up on a gently sloped seashore,
her sex
almost flowing with her wetness.
The
Hairdresser pressed another button
on the
control panel and, on the top of
the table
down between Scarlet's splayed
thighs,
a secret panel suddenly opened
and a
new toy slowly emerged from the
hole.
Also guided by electronic eyes,
another
clawed robot arm extended towards
the split
of her well positioned pussy.
This robotic
hand held an object that
looked
like a big, hard penis; it was
a
two-and-a-half-inch-thick mechanical
dildo
made out of rubber and plastic.
It had
odd grooves in it, and it began
to twist
rapidly about as the robot
arm slowly
moved the device toward the
Scarlet
Witch's vulnerable womanhood.
Scarlet
lifted her head with an abrupt
jerk,
staring intently, her vision
suddenly
crystal clear, to see what was
causing
all of the low mechanical sounds.
Scarlet
saw the ten-inch-long, strangely
shaped,
grooved, black phallus positioned
perilously
close to her already deeply
aroused
sex. She watched intently, almost
as if
hypnotized, as the demented device
began
to twist and get pushed ever closer
to the
apex of her long, athletic legs!
"No wait
don't..don't put that in me,
please!"
the mutant Avenger pleaded
desperately.
Her gold-flecked blue eyes
were filled
with horror; she yanked
hard at
her unbreakable metal bonds.
"Too late
Scarlet, it is play time!"
The
Hairdresser japed maliciously
and quickly
flipped a switch. The
phallus
between her legs shifted
position
slightly. Its end was
strangely
bulb shaped, increasing
the phallus'
thickness even more.
The Scarlet
Witch tried desperately
to avoid
the sex tool by wiggling
her hips
back and forth on the metal
table.
The mechanical dildo seemed to
have a
will of its own and slowly
headed
straight for her moist vagina,
making
the necessary adjustments to
follow
its target as she moved.
As the
robot arm closed relentlessly
in on
her naked sex, a small, clear,
plastic
tube ejected from the open
panel
from which the phallus had come
and flopped
about on the table.
Suddenly,
the big knobbed end of the
dildo
pressed against Scarlet's vulva;
it slowly
parted her labia and gradually
began
entering her sex. It's odd shaped
head was
unsettling against her naked
trembling
flesh. Then the robot arm
shoved
the fake penis roughly into her
pussy
with an abrupt lunge.
The bound
and naked heroine screamed
loudly
in frustration as the thick,
bulbed
end of the mechanical phallus
was roughly,
with a sudden thrust,
pushed
into her wet, aroused womanhood.
As the
phallus then started to quickly
piston
in and out of the Scarlet Witch's
trapped
womanhood, The Hairdresser quipped
brutally,
"Enjoy it heroine. This is the
beginning
of your end!"
With the
mechanical dildo now relentlessly
pistoning
in and out of her moist vagina,
Scarlet
blushed deeply from head to toe..the
drug was
doing its work..she could already
feel a
forced climax welling from within her
womb.
She struggled helplessly, hopelessly,
against
the shameful feelings, to no avail.
"No..get
it out please!" she gasped weakly.
Then the
lurid object reached the farthest
point
inside the captured heroine's pussy;
the dildo's
tip pushing into her cervix.
The phallus
suddenly expanded inside of
the Avenger;
it felt like it was growing
hair as
little nubs of semi-soft rubber
protruded
from the grooves along all sides
as it
vibrated and thrust wildy in her sex.
As the
thick phallus hummed against her
vaginal
walls, the clear plastic tube
slowly
slithered towards Scarlet and
inserted
itself into the bottom of her
vagina
at the base of the fake cock.
The tube
slipped deeper into the Scarlet
Witch's
tight cunt, and suddenly a low
sucking
sound was heard from the tube.
As the
drug worked on the heroine, her
body was
aroused against her will; her
sex became
wet and her fluids flowed
freely
into the tube as it created a
suction
force inside her.
The suction
was strong at first and it
pulled
the soft, pink, interior walls of
Scarlet's
flesh into the tube along with
the rapidly
replenishing sexual fluids,
but the
suction was quickly adjusted and
soon the
tube only collected her juices.
It was
an eerie sensation, not at all
comforting
at first, and frightening.
The tiny
rubber filaments touched the
not so
mighty Avenger's most intimate,
most
sensitive, places; at the top of
her womb,
high in her wide-stretched
vagina,
the fat dildo massaged and
vibrated,
moving up and down, twirling
around
on its own, creating incredible
sensations.
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly. All she
could
focus on was the intense sensations
in her
overstimulated sex; she turned
deep crimson
as the first powerful forced
climax
washed over her, her vaginal walls
producing
an accompanying discharge.
"Nnnnaarrggghh!"
"That
is only the start. Stop fighting
and give
into the machine and the drug
in your
veins! This machine was created
to induce
desire in you. Isn't that what
you secretly
want? To have someone or
even something
give you pleasure and
take none
in return?" Scarlet's foe
asked
in a derisive tone.
The
penetrating machine grew more frenzied
as it
drove the thick phallus deep into
the bucking
Avenger's pussy and forced her
thighs
even wider apart. Then it pulled out
and the
exposed button of her clit was
subjected
to little bumping pressures from
the top
of the rubber phallus as the thin
filaments
flicked over her sexual center.
The machine
made lewd smacking noises with
each stroke
into the Scarlet Witch's wet
sex. The
mutant moaned loudly and her eyes
rolled
upward as the machine pummeled hard
in and
out of her sopping wet sex.
Scarlet
quivered in pleasure as she was
stimulated..she
could feel the thin tube
below
the phallus pull the excess wetness
from her
sex. "No..no don't that's enough!
Let me
go!" she groaned huskily as she
writhed
in sordid pleasure on the table.
The plastic
tube continued to make a low
sucking
sound as it continued to vacuum
up the
lubricating juices from the young
heroine's
aroused and blazing womanhood
as she
was subjected to the unwanted
stimulation
from both the drug coursing
through
her body and the machine rape.
The
Hairdresser watched the Avenger's
sexual
torment with glee as he worked the
control
panel. The spinning rubber phallus
throbbed
and expanded while it plunged in
and out
of the girl, her moist inner flesh
clasping
tightly around it.
"Drop
the act Scarlet! I know what a true
slut you
are. You love every moment of
this,"
the mad stylist chided sarcastically
and then
continued with, "Let's see how
you like
this one!"
The
Hairdresser pushed another button which
canceled
out thin rubber filaments; they
retracted
back into the ramming dildo which
stopped
spinning. The thin filaments were
replaced
by small rubber suction cups which
extended
out if the grooves to the edges of
the Scarlet
Witch's inner walls.
The cups
attached themselves to Scarlet's
moist
inner flesh and began a slow gentle
rotation
and sucking, where before there
had been
a tickling and teasing sensation.
The Scarlet
Witch snapped her head up and
looked
in rage at her evil tormenter as
the sick
sensations within her sopping
sex suddenly
intensified dramatically.
"Go to
hell..you sick bastard!" Scarlet
spat angrily,
and then moaned loudly as
her sex
betrayed her mind..the arousal
drugs
and diabolical rape machine working
all to
well in concert!
"Your
foul mouth says 'no no'. But your
gyrating,
twitching body says 'Yes, take
me and
make me squeal like a pig!' But
if you
really don't want to play, I do
understand,"
The Hairdresser exclaimed
sardonically
as he flipped a switch on
the control
panel.
Just as
suddenly as the sick pleasure had
been forced
upon the young mutant's
aroused
body, it was gone! The robot arm
slowly
withdrew the thick artificial
penis
from her wet, open, sex and held it
above
her spasming thighs, in plain view
if she
had been able to see straight..if
not for
the stimulant clouding her mind.
The
Hairdresser grinned broadly and
proclaimed
smugly, "Scarlet you are a
whore
and be both know it. If you want
to cum
again you best tell me what you
want!!"
The Scarlet
Witch looked blurrily down at
the thick
black phallus hoovering over her
aroused
sex. She felt the plastic tube
performing
its final cleanup; it sucked
in the
fluids produced by her forced
orgasm
and deposited the juices into an
awaiting
container inside the table.
Scarlet
felt the sick drug-induced sexual
desire
coursing relentlessly through her
veins.
Her hips moved of their own accord
in slow
circular motions as she sought
further
release.
"No..wait...don't
stop now..I...I..need
to...I
need it..a while..more!" the
Scarlet
Witch stammered weakly. She
blushed
deeply and started crying in
shame
and frustration. 'Damn drug', she
thought
bitterly!
The maddening
probing of the dildo
returned;
it slowly pushed its way up into
Scarlet's
sex. Then the dildo fucked into
her channel
hard and fast. The jubilant
Hairdresser
looked on with delight at the
sight
of the sweat-glistened body of the
helplessly
strapped down heroine.
The suction
cups activated again as
the vibrations
of the dildo resumed.
The cups
sucked with strong pressure
at the
lining of the Avenger's heated
vagina,
pulling her flesh around the
phallus
and stimulating her sex with
small
pulses of energy; the machine
drove
her ever closer to the brink.
The Scarlet
Witch felt the long, thick
phallus
pushing sordidly back and forth
in her
wet, spasming sex as it continued
its relentless
ministrations. The slight
suction
on her moist vaginal walls felt
good..and
she knew that if there was
such a
thing as a G-spot..it was being
touched
now!!
Chapter
18. Climactic Resolutions
The helplessly
bound Avenger suddenly
held her
breath and pulled hard at her
tight
metal bonds! "NNaaarrGHHH!!"
she gasped
loudly as a second forced
climax
flowed through her shuddering
body.
The rubber
shaft of the skewering
phallus
changed angles slightly so that
the edges
of the suction cups raked the
underside
of the Scarlet Witch's swollen
clitoris
as the dildo plunged in and out
of her
sex. She moaned softly as the
sexual
stimulation increased yet again.
The
Hairdresser watched with intent
interest
as the robot arm plunged the
mechanical
penis outward, almost all the
way out
of the moaning heroine, and then
inward,
deep into the twitching target
between
her widespread legs.
"Come
on Scarlet, just a little more and
you can
finish," the watching villain
quipped
sarcastically. "Climax for me
Avenger,"
he encouraged selfishly.
He wanted
the Scarlet Witch to orgasm
again
so the sucking tube could collect
even more
of her sexual juices.
Scarlet
bucked her hips violently up and
down on
the raping machine..she gasped
loudly.
She couldn't fight the vulgar
machine..she
could not fight the insidious
drug..pleasure
washed over and through her.
She clenched
her vaginal muscles tight,
"Noooo..nooo..I
can't give in..have to
fight
it!!" she yelled stridently.
The
Hairdresser slammed his fist down
on the
control panel hard. "Bullshit
girl!
Cum for me Scarlet! Climax and
the torment
ends. You may even get a
nice
surprise," he yelled loudly in
excited
anticipation.
The evil
stylist adjusted the controls
to time
the thrusts of the dildo to
match
the contortions of the Scarlet
Witch's
face. His fingers were a blur on
the keyboard
as the machine pistoned the
phallus
back and forth.
The phallus
began to swell slightly and
the functions
of the grooves changed from
the suction
cups to the filament ticklers.
The rotation
started again, and the speed
became
double time forward and back as the
dildo
slammed wildly into the heroine's
frothing
pussy.
"Cum Scarlet!
Climax and end it!!" The
Hairdresser
screamed impatiently. He
sounded
like he was pleading, as if he
were desperate
for the Avenger to orgasm
again.
The Scarlet
Witch gasped loudly..not
hearing
her arch enemy's words..only the
harsh
noise of his voice. Her entire world
was the
deep, erotic heat in her wet loins
that built
relentlessly toward another
crescendo
of pleasure...she gasped loudly
and bucked
hard, and was abruptly awash
with
irrefutable pleasure!
Scarlet
suddenly experienced the most
intense
climax yet! "AARRGGGGGG!!
GGGGGGAA!
GAA! UUUNHHHH!!"
The Scarlet
Witch swooned, passing in
and out
of consciousness.
The
Hairdresser watched intently as the
buxom
young Avenger spasmed and convulsed
violently
on the table as her machine rape
reached
it's bawdy zenith. The small tube
finished
extracting her sexual fluids and
then slipped
free of her cunt and retracted
quickly
back into the panel on the table.
The dildo
plunged out of and into the
Scarlet
Witch's sex once more and then
suddenly
erupted inside of the heroine. The
fake cock
spewed a thick, creamy bio gel
deep into
Scarlet's pussy as the rape ended
and her
torture was over.
The bio
gel was created by the computer
to resemble
male semen. It was harmless
and unable
fertilize a female egg. The
gel seeped
into the heroine's womb where
it would
slowly break down into it's
natural
components, and her body would
then use
them as nutrients for healing.
Chapter
19. Amazing Discoveries
The
ejaculation ended and the dildo was
withdrawn
from her vagina. The Hairdresser
quickly
freed the swooning Scarlet Witch
from her
bonds and swiftly carried her to
a nearby
cell. He dumped her carelessly
on the
hard floor of the cell and swiftly
locked
the door.
"See you
in the morning tramp," the
villain
chortled contemptuously and then
turned
and walked quickly away, leaving
Scarlet
in darkness.
The Scarlet
Witch shivered naked through
out the
long night. Suddenly she awoke
and sat
abruptly up. 'No!' she thought
and quickly
touched her belly...she felt
it
again..movement, a kicking.
"OHHH
MY GOD...IT CAN'T BE..I'm AT LEAST
A THIRD
OF THE WAY THROUGH MY SECOND
TRIMESTER!!"
The Scarlet Witch's loud
scream
reverberated through the complex.
End PART III
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