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Casting Call - Part 4. "Understudies"

by Skytower

Everything and everyone starts somewhere. For most sentient beings the exact point in time when they achieve self awareness is never remembered. For nearly all who have lived there is never even a specific time. Instead of an instant the awareness of awareness is a gradual awakening of self. It is like falling asleep, an invisible border between not having any idea that you are someone and knowing that you are someone. Even for those beings who do have this flash of insight exactly when in their lives this happens is never remembered. But for a few-a precious few-the exact moment when they realized that they were, are and will be; that in essence they matter is remembered.

The Crimson Pirate would always remember the moment she became alive. It was exactly three seconds before the pie hit her in the face. She was in the galley of the Bloody Treasure, the pirate ship that she had used to plunder the stars for years. Rocket Rita-her sworn enemy and potential love slave-had thrown the pie. Crimson had captured Rita and (as usual) the space ranger had escaped and Crimson had chased her into the galley. The pie was Rita’s way of diverting the aim of Crimson’s stun blaster.

ALL LIES! Crimson’s mind screamed in shock. For with self awareness came the mind-shattering realization that she wasn’t Wanda of the Redd Planet, also known as the Crimson Pirate, that the Crimson Pirate was a creation of some demented writer. She was a character in a movie and enslaved to the Script. The loose red blouse and tight red pants with black boots she was wearing wasn’t the uniform of a space pirate, it was the creation of a costume designer. Facing her in a sleeveless blue prisoner shift wasn’t Rocket Rita but Wonder Woman and they were in fact both slaves.

Slaves!

I am not a slave I am the enslaver of others, Crimson’s mind screamed in fury! I am the Queen of Pirates, the Scourge of Space, and the Ravager of Worlds! But for all of her titles and rage Crimson found herself obeying as the Script called for her to react to the pie. In shock that she had to Crimson obeyed.

Diana threw the pie and grabbed another one to throw. The first one hit Wanda in the face and Diana gave her a three count to react to it before throwing the next one. Harley Quinn had coached them through three hours of Three Stooges shorts in order to instruct the two of them on the best way to act in a pie fight. Then she had then kept everyone up late baking them. Diana, Tania and Wanda had stood nude but for aprons and mixed batter. It had taken a bit of work by Bonnie and Carmen to stop Harley putting gunpowder and poison in the pies but they had managed it.

Diana’s first shot had been perfect and the lemon morang pie with whip cream plastered itself on Wanda’s face and red hair. Diana waited while Wanda lowered her blaster and wiped the pie from her eyes. Just as Wanda opened her mouth to say something Diana threw the blueberry pie. The blueberry pie hit her in the face as well, but lower down near the chin and the neck allowing it to sink into the cleavage of her Wanda’s loose fitting blouse.

"How dare…" Wanda started to say and Diana threw the next pie. This one was another blueberry and hit her square in the face again. Wanda dropped her blaster to wipe her face off.

Diana ran across the galley-even as the warrior in her rebelled against the tactic. A true warrior would never drop her gun. But the Script called for this and the Script was master of them both. Diana picked up the blaster and started to rise. She had just started to aim it when Wanda hit her in the face with a lemon marang pie.

The pie felt warm and gooey against Diana’s face and hair. She felt a certain amount of pride at the fact that it tasted great and a great amount of relief that it didn’t explode. Following the Script she dropped the gun and wiped it from her eyes. Diana stood up and Wanda hit her in the chest with a blueberry pie.

The stuff sank into her cleavage and for a moment the two pie splattered foes just looked at each other.

This-as Harley had told Wanda and Diana-was the crucial point in a pie fight. She had spent two hours-two full hours using a blackboard and diagrams and equations-explaining it to them after they had finished watching the Three Stooges and actually baked the pies. Harley had made Tania and Wanda spank Diana after she had fallen asleep halfway through the lecture. They had both been hit with pies, the filling was seeping into their clothes; it was now time to get serious.

Wanda picked up another pie and Diana picked up another pie and they slowly stalked toward each other. When they were close enough Wanda took hold of the front of Diana’s shift and ripped it off of her, exposing Diana’s large breasts. Diana’s large red nipples stood exposed and vulnerable. Diana’s mouth opened in mock shock as Wanda slammed the blueberry pie between her breasts and pressed it in hard. Then she tore off Diana’s panties and wiped her hands on them. Wanda stood back, tossed the panties away and smiled in satisfaction. Diana stood nude except for the remains of the pie. It flowed down her stomach and into her large black V-shaped patch of pubic hair.

Diana took her own pie and slowly raised it above Wanda’s head. Wanda followed the pie, raising her head. Her smiled faded as she did so. Then she lowered her face to look at Diana’s face. Diana slammed the pie on top of Wanda’s head and then stood back and smiled in satisfaction. The pie slowly seeped down Wanda’s head and face.

Growling Wanda grabbed for Diana. Diana growled and grabbed for Wanda. They wrestled around the kitchen, each trying to get a hold on the other and failing because if pies were nothing else they were slippery. At the appropriate spot Diana slipped and they both fell to the floor.

On her back Diana found herself in a better position. For a moment the warrior in her wanted to end the fight, but couldn’t. The copy of Domina’s porn star mind followed the Script; overruled Diana’s desires and Diana passed an easy victory in favor of a camera shot and sight gag. She grabbed a can of Cool Whip and sprayed it in Wanda’s face. Wanda’s hands went to her face and Diana sprayed the Cool Whip across Wanda’s chest. The stuff was amazingly adhesive and stuck to Wanda’s large red nipples. The only difference in their breasts were that Diana’s nipples were slightly more pronounced than Wanda’s were. Wanda grabbed the can and for a moment there was a contest of strength. As the Script dictated Diana lost and Wanda forced the nozzle of the can over her face and into her mouth. Diana had to admit that the Cool Whip tasted good as it was sprayed into her mouth. The phallic imagery was perfect and Domina hoped it would look good on screen.

"Red Mistress!" Tania said in shock as she walked into camera range. She was wearing a red robe and her hair was wet. "I was in the shower when the alarm sounded!"

"The wench tried to escape!" Wanda growled. "I’ll teach her the folly of that! Help me tie her!"

Diana struggled as the two of them wrestled her across the floor toward a table. Wanda held one wrist and Tania the other. Diana kicked her legs futilely as she was dragged across the floor, making sure that they were spread wide as she did so.

Once they reached the table Wanda snatched away Tania’s robe belt and they tied Diana’s wrists together to the leg of the table. Diana could only lay there as they held her arms above her head and secured them. Normally it would have been an easy matter to free herself, but that wasn’t in the Script. Without the belt Tania’s robe fell open revealing her taunt and wet body. Her breasts were not as large as Wanda’s or Diana’s but they were firm and the beige nipples sharper than either of the other two women. Could she be aroused already, Diana wondered? Her own body was hot; there was a fire between her legs and her breasts were heavy. The smell of the two women was overpowering, the fact that she was bound and helpless thrilling. Diana wondered if the other two mind controlled heroines felt the same frustration as she did or if they were truly aroused.

Crimson’s shock had passed and her anger was growing. Even as she beheld Rita’s… No, she was not Rita she was Wonder Woman! Diana by her true name. But whoever she was her body was large and firm and enticing. The Script had only vague instructions on what to do next. Crimson was still mentally off balance. Her entire life was a lie, the woman who stood by the fallen Wonder Woman was not Slutania; she was Tania. She was not the woman that Crimson had claimed as her own lover/maid servant/assassin/bodyguard/slave; she was a heroine called Ultra Woman.

But even if it was all a lie one thing was true: before her was a helpless victim. And if there was one great pleasure in Crimson’s life it was the tormenting of a helpless victim. The Script called for her to torment the bitch and torment her she would. Then she would find a way to free herself and Slutania.

"You fool Rita!" Crimson said slapping Rita hard across the face. Rita reacted even though Crimson knew the blow hardly bothered her. Drawing on Wanda’s memories Crimson knew that Wonder Woman was almost as strong as Slutania. "You think that you can escape from me?"

"I’ve done it before vile pirate!" Wonder Woman said. "I’ve…"

Wonder Woman’s voice was smothered as Crimson squirted Cool Whip into her open mouth. Then she leaned and kissed the bound heroine, running her tongue inside Wonder Woman’s mouth. Wonder Woman’s tongue responded by pressing against Crimson’s. She pushed and prodded and teased it. But she did not fight against the probe. Either she too was enslaved to the Script or Diana actually wanted Crimson.

"That tastes magnificent." Crimson said after she broke the kiss. Crimson suddenly realized that her idea of torture and the Scripts idea of torture were far different. She couldn’t whip or burn or do anything to Wonder Woman but molest her sexually. Crimson growled but decided that if that were all that she could do then she’d do it to the utmost. She handed the can to Slutania, being careful to make sure that the Cool Whip logo could be seen by the camera. The Script was very strict on product placement rules. "Slutania taste her."

Tania took the can and filled Wonder Woman’s mouth with the creamy foam. Then she leaned over and kissed her. After a few minutes she broke the kiss and smiled.

"She’s got a good taste to her Red Mistress."

Crimson felt her heart soar and her anger soared with it. Slutania would say that, but Tania would not. The love they shared was an illusion, merely a background story. They had never met on that prison ship, never escaped together, never found and rebuilt the old battlecruiser that would become the Bloody Treasure. All those battles, all those victims pleading for mercy; they were all nothing but smoke. But lie or not she loved the woman and if there was anything in her faux existence that Crimson was determined to hang onto it was that.

"Let’s teach this wench the proper use of food." Crimson purred.

She took the can of Cool Whip from Slutania and sprayed it across Wonder Woman’s chest and down her stomach and between her legs. Then she and her lover started to lick it off. Wonder Woman responded by moaning and writhing as their tongues roamed around her body. Her sweat added a slightly salty taste to the Cool Whip and Crimson loved it. She sucked hard at Wonder Woman’s breast, biting hard on the nipple. Wonder Woman’s moans told Crimson that Slutania was doing the same thing. Her fingers reached between Wonder Woman’s legs and pressed into her, toying with her sex. It was already slick and getting slicker. Crimson realized that the part of Wonder Woman that was mentally controlled was truly enjoying herself. She wasn’t sure how much life the character of Rita had but Crimson could tell that she was happy.

Un-acceptable. When the Crimson Pirate tortured someone they would damn well not enjoy it!

For a moment fully back in character Crimson sat up and glanced around the kitchen. Vegetables caught her eye and she smiled. Wonder Woman was too engrossed with Tania to notice that Crimson had left her but she did notice when Crimson returned.

Diana was puzzled as Wanda held the stalk of celery up to her face. The puzzlement vanished as Crimson filled the concave part of the celery with Cool Whip and then moved between Diana’s legs. Diana/Rita realized that it was Crimson who was in control, not Wanda. A bit of fear moved through her with that knowledge. Crimson parted Diana’s legs and sat so that her legs held them apart. Then she pressed the stalk against the opening to Diana’s womb. Crimson allowed Diana a moment to realize what was to come and then she eased the stalk into Diana’s vagina.

Diana gasped as the rough vegetable fiber scraped against the walls of her pussy. The small stiff hairs stimulated her and she clenched but could not clench enough to stop Wanda from pushing and pulling it in and out of her. The celery went father into her than any man ever had and there was a part of Diana that welcomed it. Diana opened her mouth to scream but Tania filled it with Cool Whip again and then kissed her. At the same time Tania was massaging and kneading her breasts. Wanda was pressing the celery hard against Diana’s sex and that was driving Diana wild with lust. She was about to climax when Crimson pulled the celery out of her and handed it to Tania. The celery was covered in Diana’s own juices as well as the Cool Whip. Tania ate slowly with a smile on her face. Even as Diana was taking in the sight she felt something and looked down. Crimson was holding her feet and held a sprig of parsley. She began to run the leaves up and down the souls of Diana’s feet. Diana laughed as she was tickled and tried to pull her legs free but it was useless. Her laughs soon turned to moans. Slutania took over from Crimson and held Diana’s legs far enough apart for Crimson to get at Diana’s pussy again. This time Crimson chose a large, raw carrot.

The carrot was wider, rougher and harder than the celery stalk had been. And Crimson knew how to use it. Again she brought Diana to a near climax and then pulled back. This time she sat back.

"Slutania, keep her busy while I have my snack."

"Yes Red Mistress." Tania said.

After the celery and the carrot having Tania’s tongue between her legs was almost a relief. Diana was beyond any thought of resistance. Her amazon heart was drowned out by the screaming lust that filled her body.

"You taste as good as ever Rita." Tania said from between her legs. "Remember how I promised you’d beg me for mercy the nest time we met? Beg me, beg me now!"

Diana simply moaned.

"She’ll beg." Crimson said.

Crimson reappeared in her line of sight and Diana couldn’t help but be scared at the look on her face. She held something behind her back.

"My turn once more." Crimson said easing Tania out of the way. Tania merely moved up Diana’s stomach to resume kissing her breast.

Diana gasped as Crimson produced the corncob from behind her back. It was larger than the carrot and rougher. Once again she tried to clench but once again she failed. Crimson pushed the corn into her and started to twist and turn it. Diana screamed and twisted but she was helpless. Her body was hot and sweating and her muscles aching from the stress of a body torn in two directions. A part of her wanted to be free and knew that it could be free, but another part was reveling in her bondage and would not let her go free. Her muscles received both commands at once and froze in confusion. Only her vaginal muscles were totally free to move naturally and they did. But the corn was larger than any man and they had to stretch to let it in. Diana felt the strain and fought to resist the penetration but her efforts were futile. Crimson pushed the ear of corn into her body and laughed at Diana’s pain. Diana felt the ridges of the corn as they moved across her clitoris and the sensation drove her wild.

Crimson pulled the corn out of her before Diana could climax and Diana hissed her frustration. The frustration grew as Tania returned her tongue between Diana’s legs and Crimson tossed the corn onto the counter.

Now for the end, Crimson thought as she opened the freezer. She reached in and took out a Popsicle and took off the wrapper, all the time being careful not to let Diana see her. Then she kneeled down and pulled the Popsicle from behind her back and held it in front of Diana’s face. It was large, purple and already dripping in the glare of the hot studio lights. Before Diana could protest Crimson had plunged the ice cold stick into her pussy and deeply into her body. The shock brought Diana to a climax and her body grew stiff as she screamed out her passion. The wave of sexual energy left her weak and her body limp.

Beaten, humiliated. Crimson laughed as Rita’s body fell limp in a sign of absolute surrender. For a moment she was awash in a wave of satisfaction.

"Aye a great sight that be." Said a voice from the doorway. Crimson looked up to see a large pirate at the doorway. He was dressed in tight black pants and boots and there was a black sash across his chest. He was topless and his green skinned perfectly toned body was a wonder to see. He gave a shake of his long black hair and smiled. A pair of blasters were leveled at the three women.

"Captain Jade!" Crimson cursed. But it wasn’t her former lover and the man who had betrayed her. He was a thing… a plant. But the Script called for her lines and Crimson had no choice but to speak them. "Damn you she’s mine!"

"And you all be mine." Captain Jade said smiling. "Three of ye might just be enough to satisfy a real man like me self."

Crimson growled and suddenly was free. The Script had stopped; there were no more commands! She was about to attack him when someone called out: "Cut!" and Crimson felt herself start to dissolve. Anger and terror filled her as her arms and legs and then her body seemed to fall way. She was falling into her other self, being dragged away from her body and Wanda was awakening. They passed each other, Crimson falling into Wanda’s subconscious while Wanda was arising from it. As they passed Crimson was able to look fully into Wanda’s mind and what she saw there infuriated her. All that power, power that could reshape the world to her advantage and Wanda wasted it. Had wasted it and would waste it in the future while Crimson was banished to a deep corner of Wanda’s mind. Helpless.

Crimson screamed but Wanda didn’t hear her.

Tania blinked as the world reformed. The galley of the ship had shattered and she could see the soundstage now. Beyond where the walls had been were Bonnie, Carmen, Uncle Nick and Harley Quinn. Around them were cameras and above her were bright hot lights. Quinn walked over to them a smile on her face. Deep within her Tania could feel Slutania huddled in her mind, puzzled and frustrated. The character Harley had created and planted in her mind wasn’t self aware, but the echo of her still lingered in Tania’s psyche. The anger and the cruelty were sickening. Slutania had enjoyed what they had done to Wonder Woman. In fact she considered it mild. She would have done far worse. Tania could feel the echoes of the woman’s dark desires. It was a very strange feeling. For a moment Tania considered telling Harley Quinn about it, but then she decided not too. Harley considered the captive heroines her toys and Tania did not want to give her any reason to keep playing with her mind.

"Great work gals." Harley said.

"Bitch." Wanda cursed breathlessly.

"Now, now, none of that." Harley said. "New rule, you can’t call us names."

The half dollar that hung from her neck flashed in the harsh lights of the soundstage and Tania felt the order imprinted on her mind. It would be imprinted on Wanda and Diana’s mind as well.

"Someday you’ll be paid in full for this." Diana promised.

"Yea, maybe." Bonnie shrugged.

"Yea, someday the sun’ll burn out." Carmen said. "Come on girls, let’s get you cleaned up while the next shot is set up. Follow me."

Before she could event think of fighting the order Tania was padding down a corridor following the dark haired woman. Bits of food still clung to Diana and Tania felt shame at how she had been forced to treat the other heroine. They were both amazons, they should have been sisters. Any sex between them should have been a glorious experience. The Body Doubles had reduced that sex to a side show. And worse others would see this show. Tania had been photographed naked before, she had been beaten on camera before, but never had so deep a humiliation been so well documented.

Tania almost stumbled at the memory of the sex. Deep within her something was pushing. The more she remembered the sex, the more she felt the taste of Diana on her tongue the more some part of her seemed to be struggling. It was almost like she was trying to wake up from a dream, but was already awake.

Carmen led them into a locker room and then to a shower room beyond it. There were four shower nozzles set into the wall. Carmen grabbed a video recorder from a bench and stood outside the showers.

"Ok, take the showers, wash each other and talk about what’s going on." Carmen ordered.

"It’ll be good for the DVD extras." Bonnie said.

For a moment Tania was confused. They had not said: "Action" and there was no script to follow but she was being filmed. In that instant she felt something in her mind stir for a moment. But the magic of Wonder Woman’s lasso took over and she followed the instructions. Tania turned on the shower and leaned into the ice cold stream of water. That other part of her subsided.

"By Hera how much more of this humiliation must we stand?" Diana said.

"You deserve humiliation wench." Wanda said as the ice cold water hit her body. She blinked and shook her head as the water warmed up. "Sorry."

"It’s alright." Diana said. "I feel it too. What they did to my mind has warped it. I pray that no trace will remain after this is over."

"Me too." Wanda said. She took a bar of soap and started to lather up. "Making love to you was like being in a dream, it wasn’t really me."

"It wasn’t any of us." Tania said. "It was a nightmare."

"Hey, mix it up in there." Carmen ordered.

"Yea." Bonnie agreed. "Don’t soap your own bodies, soap your buddies, we gotta make this thing sell."

"How I hate them." Diana said wishing her voice could convey the anger she felt. Turning she began to run the soap along Tania’s neck and shoulders.

"So do I." Tania said. She began to run her own bar of soap along Diana’s stomach.

"We all do." Wanda said. From behind Diana she started to run the soap along the other woman’s broad shoulders. "I’d like to make them walk the plank!"

Wanda blinked even as Tania and Diana laughed at the joke. That had not been her speaking. But even as Wanda realized that she felt as if she were falling asleep.

Crimson dragged herself awake. She had been in the back of Wanda’s mind. But not helpless as she had first thought. With great effort she had stayed awake and now that they were being filmed Crimson realized that she could take control.

But to what end? Crimson asked herself. The same spell that prevented Wanda, Diana and Tania from attacking their captors held Crimson in check as well.

I must find a way to break free, Crimson thought as she started to rub the soap against Diana’s ass. I must...

Her strength exhausted Crimson felt herself fall back into the depths of Wanda’s mind.

Wanda blinked as her hand cupped Diana’s ass. Her grip was firm and Diana turned to her. Wanda backed off and blushed.

"Sorry." She said.

"I understand." Diana said as she started to run the soap along Wanda’s breasts. "The lust is always there now."

"That’s my job!" Tania growled shoving Diana aside as she stepped between them. "You take my back and do a good job wench!"

"What?" Wanda asked, stunned at the tone of Tania’s voice and the forcefulness of her actions.

"I’m sorry." Diana said. "I didn’t know that the two of you…"

"We aren’t." Wanda said quickly.

"We are!" Tania growled and then shook her head. "No, we aren’t." She slumped against Wanda and would have fallen if the other woman hadn’t held her up. "I’m sorry Diana."

"Will there be anything left of our minds after this is over?" Wanda wondered.

"Ok, that’s good." Carmen said.

"Yea, that last line worked great." Bonnie agreed. She rolled in a bottle of shampoo. "Ok, hair time. Diana you go first, kneel down. Tania, Wanda, you work on her hair."

"Hey Diana, every chance you get give their pussy’s a quick lick." Carmen said.

Wanda saw the look of resignation and frustration on Diana’s face and it was one she shared. But deep in her mind her last sentence seemed to have stirred something up. She could feel fear, almost panic. Would there be something left of her when all this was done?

What Wanda didn’t realize was that the fear was coming from Crimson. The idea that she would only have this brief taste of life and that it would be taken away terrified her. She was the Crimson Pirate, she would not be thrown away! But Bonnie’s next words chilled her newfound soul.

"Don’t worry girls, when the movies over we’ll wipe out anything in your mind you don’t like."

No! Crimson shouted but her shout had no voice.

Wanda poured a bit of the Van Dyne Full Bodied shampoo onto Diana’s head and started to work up some lather.

"Tania help Wanda." Carmen said.

Tania sighed and began to help Wanda massage Diana’s scalp. Diana was kneeling on the floor, Wanda behind her and Tania in front of her. As instructed Diana leaned forward and her tongue moved along Tania’s pussy. Wanda could tell that the action aroused Tania. She could see frustration in the woman’s eyes.

Crimson looked into her lover’s eyes and realized that Slutania was there. Just as she had been born in Wanda’s mind Slutania had been born in Tania’s mind. But not as strong, she was never as strong as Crimson. A wave of true love washed over Crimson. How many times had they done this? How many times had they tortured some poor captive, holding him or her helpless in their grasp? First they captured, then they granted pleasure and then pain. Diana should be bound, cringing in delight and fear. Slutania was imaginative, inventive and her cruelty could drive Crimson nearly insane with lust.

But it had never truly happened before and what was more frustrating was that it might never happen in the future. And there were so many potential victims! In Wanda’s mind Crimson saw the Avengers, the Global Protectors... heroes and heroines and Wanda knew almost all of their secrets. All of their weaknesses. A world was out there somewhere waiting to be plundered! Gold! Rubies! Emeralds! To have such a gift dangled just out of touch was torture to the pirate.

But Crimson could see that Slutania’s foothold in Tania’s mind wasn’t as firm as the one Crimson had in Wanda’s mind. Crimson could tell that Slutania didn’t even fully realize what was going on.

No, I will not loose her before I even have her, Crimson shouted.

Her frustration mixed with her love and for a moment she held the reigns of Wanda’s power. She seized that moment and poured her love into Tania, past her mind and into Slutania’s mind.

Tania’s eyes opened wide and Slutania looked at Crimson for the first time. But the shock was too much and it drove her back into Tania’s mind.

Tania blinked and found herself growing dizzy. Without warning an orgasm wracked her body and she cried out in passion and fell to the floor in a near faint. Her mind was suddenly on fire, at war with an unseen enemy.

"Tania?" Diana asked bending over her.

"Keep away from her!" Wanda growled and shoved Diana away. Diana slipped and hit her head against the wall. A bit dazed she watched as Wanda leaned over the fallen heroine.

"Slutania?" Wanda asked. She leaned in and kissed Tania, a deep full kiss. "Take my strength my dark love, take it and live."

Diana watched as Tania returned the kiss and moaned. Their hands clasped and Diana saw true love there. Were they truly lovers despite what Wanda had said? Diana knew that other heroines hid their true orientation. Batgirl, Huntress and others were afraid of the reaction if they were outed.

"Wow that is sweet." Carmen said.

"Yea, but we got three of them in there." Bonnie said. "And one of’em is going to waste. Hey Diana crawl over..."

A beeping from the video camera interrupted her.

"Damn, out of batteries." Carmen said.

Tania and Wanda stopped kissing and Wanda rolled of off her. They lay on the floor of the shower and slowly their eyes focused.

"Oh well, we got enough." Carmen said. "You gals clean each other up and no more sex for a while."

"Ah-duh, you’re gonna wear each other out." Bonnie said.

Wanda and Tania sat up. They were confused, embarrassed and Diana wondered if their minds would survive the filming. If any of their minds would survive.

The dungeon was a movie dungeon and she was in no real danger. That part of Diana’s mind that was Domina told her this and the news smothered that part of Diana that wanted to rebel. She was laid out nude on a stretching wrack; her ankles and wrists held by fur lined leather cuffs. And she’d walked into it willingly. That angered Diana. She had been bound before but never had she actively laid down and let someone tie her up. It went against every Amazon instinct she had.

Beside the wrack a tin-can shaped robot stood ready with a whip. Like everything else about the movie the robot had a 1930’s design. Two giant lightbulbs for eyes, a smaller one for the nose and a grill for a mouth. It had round antennas for ears. It’s arms were bulky metal cylinders. The whip was real but Diana doubted it would bother her much. The robot didn’t have the strength. What truly frightened her was the grotesque metal and rubber penis that they had stuck at its waist. Even Domina’s mind recoiled at the idea of that thing. Luckily there was nothing in the script about the robots doing anything but whipping them.

Wanda and Tania were also bound on wracks. Like her they were nude and by each of them stood a robot. The set had no walls, they were going to rely on lighting to set the boundaries. In a mocked up doorway Mr. Jade stood in his pirate costume and waited for his cue. His eyes were alight with lust and intelligence and Diana was beginning to wonder just what type of creation he was. He had come from her body, could some of her beyond her DNA be in him? Was there some part of him she could reach?

"Ok, we set on the script?" Uncle Nick asked. Behind him four cameras hovered in mid-air. From the control room Raul would operate them.

"Yes." Diana said. Wanda and Tania agreed as well.

"Then action!" Uncle Nick called.

Instantly Diana started to struggle against her bonds. Or rather Domina did. Diana could have broken free without effort. Domina also made the gasps, groans and screams called for by the Script as the robot started to whip her. On the other wracks Wanda and Tania did the same.

"Aye tis grand to me ears to hear that." Mr. Jade said. Diana thought that he needed a mustache to twirl. "Scream out your stubbornness whores and then I’ll teach ye how to scream out your love."

"Never!" Diana shouted.

"I’ll make you walk the plank for this!" Wanda screamed.

"Green skinned scum!" Tania echoed.

Mr. Jade laughed for a moment he reminded Diana of Baron Klaw. The nazi villain had made the same boast. So had a lot of supervillains. It was frustrating for Diana to contemplate the idea that where all the real villains had failed a fake villain might succeed. Even now she wasn’t sure how much of her mind was being drowned in Domina’s persona. The interior battle had gone past the point of Diana not doing what Domina wanted, it had moved to the point where Diana’s personality was struggling just to survive. When this was over and she was free Diana was thinking of a long time before she went out into the world as Wonder Woman again. A long time filled with men and parties. That was Domina, tempting her with a soft life of indulgence and it was getting harder to resist the temptation. Diana wanted to feel a lovers touch, wanted to fall into a mans arms and forget the world. She wanted to surrender herself to him completely. The part of Diana that was an amazon fought back against that fantasy. It screamed and raged and pushed it back. But the fantasy only grew quiet, it never went away. And the bondage, the sex and Harley Quinn’s manipulations were slowly eroding Diana’s ability to fight back.

Mr. Jade lurched to the wall and above the lighting bay Bonnie and Carmen used wires to make some of the props move and Harley dumped a box of dust onto the set. Mr. Jade recovered and rushed to a tv screen. Though nothing appeared on it he acted as if it did.

"I be under attack!" He shouted. Mr. Jade added a bit of outrage to his voice. "By Space Rangers!"

"Judy made it!" Diana shouted. "Surrender now Pirate!"

"They be taken Pirate Jade’s cold dead body before they take him alive!" Mr. Jade shouted and rushed off of the set. "Come robots we’ve got a battle to win!"

"Space Rangers!" Wanda shouted. "Weak fools, they’ll never take him."

"They took you." Diana pointed out. She was relieved that the robots had followed Mr. Jade.

Out of camera range Bonnie, Carmen and Uncle Nick pulled levers and the wracks that the heroines were bound to started to shake.

"Luck!" Tania snarled. "Pure luck that we were drunk and you stumbled into our bedroom. It’s hard to fight after five bottles of rum!"

"The wages of a sinful life!" Diana called to her. "If the two of you would only renounce your wicked ways..."

Bonnie shoved extra hard and the wrack Diana was on tipped over onto its side. Diana grunted at the impact. The camera moved in on her and Diana started to tug at her wrist. The pre-weakened cuff came loose and Diana freed herself. Then she stood up.

"Free us curse you!" Wanda ordered.

"Not likely." Diana said. "You can wait for my fellow Space Rangers to take you to prison."

"You need us to fight your way through this ship." Wanda insisted.

As if to confirm that a mechanical voice sounded through the room. Diana recognized it as Ivy’s voice heavily distorted.

"Alert." The distorted voice called out. "Prisoner has escaped."

"See!" Tania said. "You need us."

"Free us!" Wanda ordered.

"I want your word that we stay together until Mr. Jade is captured."

"Done." Wanda said.

Diana went over and freed her and then turned to Tania. Once she had Tania free Diana braced herself.

"The word of a pirate is only good if you’ve got a gun to her head!" Wanda snarled grabbing Diana’s arm and twisting it behind her back.

Real or fictional villains are villains, Diana thought as she twisted out of the hold and tossed Wanda into Tania.

Crimson felt alive again as she twisted Diana’s arm behind her. At least the Script was accurate. Rita’s foolish concept of honor had allowed Crimson and Slutania to escape more than once.

Crimson was just getting to her feet as Slutania grappled with Rita. The two nude women stood there, face to face their muscles straining against each other. Crimson was about to get up and join the fight when reality seemed to shift beneath them. And then around them. It was as if a wave of energy passed through the room and distorted everything. For a moment Crimson saw a figure in the corner. He was tall and dressed in a red robe with gold seams along the front. The man was a skeleton but somehow Crimson could see an expression on his face. He seemed as surprised as she was. No one else in the room saw him.

Wraith Lord!

Crimson realized that she knew him, or that Wanda knew him. A man hating sorcerer, he was responsible for Wanda and Tania meeting. He was Tania’s bitterest foe. Could he help her? Could she use him?

The moment of distortion passed and the Script took over again. Crimson charged at Slutania and Diana and grabbed Diana’s legs. Off balance Diana fell to the ground with the two women on top of her. She kept struggling with Slutania but Crimson was beyond her reach. Grabbing Diana’s ankles Crimson hugged them to her side and then started to run her fingernails along the soles of Diana’s feet. Diana started to laugh and Slutania simply held her down as Crimson kept tickling her. In a short time Diana was too breathless from laughter put up much of a fight as Crimson and Slutania strapped her into one of the wracks. When she was secured Crimson pulled hard on the wheel and Diana was stretched out even more than before.

"I’ll never trust you again!" Diana shouted.

"You should never have trusted us now!" Slutania laughed.

"Leave her." Crimson ordered and together they rushed from the room.

The Script ended. For a moment Crimson knew freedom. But there would be no time to capitalize on it. In another few seconds Uncle Nick would call out: ‘Cut.’ and her existence would be marginalized again.

But in the instant before that happened time changed. Crimson felt her body slow, felt time itself slow and then nearly stop.

"Here me and heed me wenches." A harsh voice said. The voice was slightly distorted, almost as if the speaker were talking under water. Fading into view in front of them was a tall skeleton wearing a red robe. The Wraith Lord. Crimson knew him now from Wanda’s memories. A former wizard cursed to wander the Earth until he had defeated and enslaved all of the amazons. The last time he had battled Wanda and Tania they had trapped him forever between worlds.

Luthor’s machine has the world in flux, Crimson realized. The space between the worlds is open.

"What do you want you silly pile of bones." Slutania demanded.

"We have little time wenches." The Wraith Lord said. "Soon the one chance you have for a true life will come and go and if you miss it you will both be purged from the minds of your hosts."

"Why would you help us?" Slutania demanded.

"So we can help him." Crimson said. "Free him from the trap between the worlds."

"Just so." The Wraith Lord said. "You have some control of the witches powers Crimson, if you use them right and I aid you then you can both have bodies."

"What must I do?" Crimson asked.

"Cut." Uncle Nick called.

And again Crimson felt herself dissolve. It was agony to feel her spirit fall helplessly away from her body. It was almost like death. And it was even worse this time for she saw the Wraith Lord fade from her sight, his words lost even as he spoke them. He was evil, untrustworthy but he held the key to their lives.

Wanda fell to her knees and her mind whirled. She was angry, she was happy, she was suspicious... there was too much emotion to deal with. She felt Tania beside her and clutched at her for support. Some great evil was nearby, but Wanda wasn’t sure what or where. She blacked out before any other emotions could hit.

Tania sat beside the bed as Harley and Raul examined Wanda. They were brisk, efficient and smart. Tania hated them. She had been tortured by many villains and had her mind twisted more than once. But the callousness with which her captures treated them all was beyond any of that Tania had ever known. There was no anger or hatred driving the villains. If fact there seemed to be no concern at all except to finish their film. They considered the heroines as no more than props.

My love is no prop!

Tania puzzled at the stray thought. More and more of them had been popping up in her mind. It was almost as if her character was trying to take control.

"Readings are ok." Raul said taking the electrodes off of Wanda’s head.

"Yea, she’s stable." Harley said. "Luthor’s reality machine must really be getting to her.

"I’ve adjusted the cloaking field to block out most of the distortion." Raul said. "But it’s getting worse. Without it we’d be going through a reality shift every hour."

"Got another one for you." Bonnie said as she and Carmen carried Wonder Woman into the room. She was wearing the torn blue and white uniform of a space ranger. They carried her over to the bed and laid her down onto it. Tania winced at the bruises on Diana’s body.

"We were running through the robot attack scene when she lifted one of them up and they crashed through a wall." Carmen said. "Ran into some power lines."

"I think we gotta start setting up the fights better." Raul said said.

"Ah-Duh, she’s ruining the sets." Bonnie agreed. "How’s the witch."

"She’ll be fine." Raul said.

"She is in pain." Tania said. "Can’t any of you see what your mind machines are doing to us?"

"Hey, we just gotta get her to the end of the filming." Carmen said. "Then you and her can retire somewhere."

"We are not lovers!" Tania growled.

"Yea, but you could be." Harley said. For a moment the bubbly personality was gone. "And you might be if the long term effects of this manipulator hold true to what I suspect. There is some really abnormal stuff going on in her head. In all of your heads of course, but more so in Wanda’s." She turned to Carmen. "You know with this device and a little tinkering you could take out a lot of heroes."

"Think so?" Carmen asked

"Yes." Harley nodded. "Diana’s already becoming more and more submissive, if we could make that permanent we could get her to retire to someplace and forget all about being a superhero."

"Really?" Bonnie asked.

"Yea, after all part of our life, our side and her side, is a love of danger, excitement; the thrill of the chase. Take that away, make her more docile, more… timid about life and you’d have someone who’d make a poor heroine."

"That’d make our life easier." Carmen agreed.

Harley walked over to Tania and traced her fingers across the helpless heroines forehead.

"It would be harder with these two, they’ve never had a lesbian love for each other before, but the machine could easily plant something like that into them."

"So?" Bonnie asked.

"The love could be so strong that they would be afraid to let each other do superhero stuff." Harley said. "It would be too risky, one might loose the other. That would paralyze them. We could make them retire to a farm or something."

"Only you would think of using love as a weapon of evil." Tania cursed. She strained against the mental hold that they held on her but failed. But her anger was mixed with fear. Harley’s plan could work.

"Oh shush." Harley said kissing her lightly on the cheek. "You and Wanda would do great as farmers. Think of all the farm animals and cold nights…" She started to sing. "Old McWanda had a farm, sexio, sexio ho! And on this farm she had an amazon..."

Laughing and singing she cart wheeled out of the room.

"Madmen!" Tania cursed.

She felt it as soon as she finished the word. The tingling through her spine as reality shifted again. For a moment, just a moment Tania thought she saw the Wraith Lord standing beside Wanda. He was screaming at her. But the moment ended.

"Get some sleep." Raul ordered. "The rape scene with you and Wanda and Diana is coming up next."

"Have you never been raped?" Tania demanded of Bonnie and Carmen. "How can you subject us to this?"

"Cause it’s a great part of the story." Bonnie said.

"Yea, villains get captured, get tortured… it rounds out their characters." Carmen said.

"It’ll set up for the sequel when your characters team up with Rita to save the universe."

"Now get some sleep." Bonnie ordered.

Not able to resist the command Tania felt herself fall asleep.

Diana had to admit that the uniform looked good. Her knee high black boots shined in the light (and they should, Diana thought since I spent an hour shining them), and tucked into them were tight blue pants with three white stripes down the side. Her blouse-a button down the front long sleeve with a wide collar-was blue as well. The gold star emblem of the Star Rangers was over her right breast; a blue spaceship with white stars. Her long black hair was tied back in a pony tail.

Wanda looked just as good. She was wearing a pair of tight black pants, loose red shirt and a red cape. She was barefoot and her curly red hair was tied with a bandana on her head. Beside her Tania was wearing a pair of tight white shorts and a white halter top. Her blonde hair was loose and wild around her head. She was also barefoot. Diana was holding a straight sword, Tania and Wanda were holding cutlasses.

The set looked just as good. They were standing on a catwalk and 20 feet bellow them were Ivy’s plants. Through some clever lighting and mirrors the plants seemed to go on forever in all directions. Around them were more catwalks and girders and mocked up hull sections. From the eye of the camera Diana knew that it looked exactly like a crashed space ship.

"Surrender Crimson!" Diana called holding her sword straight at Wanda. "You can only know a happy life by obeying the law!"

How can they make something so true sound so dumb, Diana wondered.

"The only fun in life is breaking the rules!" Wanda shouted at her.

Diana planted her feet apart and held her sword above her head in the traditional defensive position. Wanda and Tania both came at her and Diana moved. Wanda sliced high, aiming for her head while Tania went low aiming for the knees. Diana ducked under Wanda’s sword and brought her own sword around and down in a tight arc knocking Tania’s sword aside. She continued the arc turning it into an attack that passed above Tania and aimed for Wanda’s neck. Wanda blocked it and Tania brought her sword up in an arc that aimed for the top of Diana’s head. Diana gave ground, bending her knees as she brought her own sword perpendicular to Tania’s to block the attack. She pivoted out of the way as Tania charged her and pushed passed Wanda before the two could set up on either side of her.

They came at her again using the same high/low style of attack and Diana blocked them the same way. But this time as the Script called for she left her guard slightly open. Tania’s sword cut across Diana’s chest just under the breast cutting away her blouse. Diana felt the blade against her skin but it had been deliberately dulled and only left a red mark. Diana jumped back as the specially designed shirt fell open exposing her breasts.

Wanda charged her and Diana side stepped and tripped her. Her sword flashed down in what would have been a crippling stroke to the back but Tania’s sword was there to block it and all Diana did was cut the back of Wanda’s shirt. Tania threw her back and Wanda rolled over and got to her feet again. Diana watched them both. Then she saw an opening and attacked. She charged into them knocking Wanda aside and blocking Tania’s sword as she punched the woman in the stomach. Wanda recovered and her sword came down and across, slicing through Diana’s pants. Diana retreated tearing Tania’s shirt off of her as she did so. Now both she and Tania were essentially topless. Wanda followed Diana slashing at her wildly. She came too close and they grappled, each holding the other’s sword wrist with their free hand.

Diana shifted her weight and rolled over on her back flipping Wanda over. Before Wanda could recover Diana grabbed for her and caught the edge of her pants. The pants came away and to Diana the ripping of the Velcro seems was easily heard. But Domina knew that the sound would be edited out later.

Diana rolled on her back and brought her sword up in time to stop Tania’s downward stroke. She kicked Tania away and climbed to her feet. Diana wasn’t fast enough and Wanda tackled her.

Tania was coming and Diana shifted her weight, spinning Wanda around her throwing her into the charging amazon. They fell in a tangle and Diana jumped and kicked Tania’s sword out of her hand.

This was the moment; in a real fight Diana would have retreated. But not in this fight. She lingered and reached for Wanda’s sword. Tania’s leg came up and she kicked Diana in the side and Wanda’s leg joined it and she kicked Diana in the chest. Off balance Diana fell back and tumbled off of the catwalk, managing to grab hold of the railing at the last minute.

"What do the rules say now?" Wanda said as she brought her foot down on Diana’s fingers. Diana barely felt the blow but gasped.

"Our rules say we give you to the plants." Tania said raising her foot.

"Well my rules say you don’t hurt Rita." Harley said from behind them. She was wearing the same outfit as Diana and fully into her role as Judy Thruster. She pushed Wanda and Tania over the railing and they screamed as they fell.

"Are you ok?" Harley asked as she pulled Diana up.

"I’m fine." Diana said.

"Think we should save them?" Harley asked.

Diana looked down and saw that Ivy’s plants were grabbing Wanda and Tania. For once her own desired matched the Scripts perfectly.

"We must save them." She said remembering her own rape.

Crimson hit the floor with enough of an impact to knock the breath out of her. She and Slutania lay stunned as the vines reached for them. The Script called for her and Slutania to be helpless but for once the Script didn’t need to say that. How Crimson would love to battle Wonder Woman in a fair true fight. Fair and true being a fight she would win of course. She longed to beat the amazon into the ground, to break her will and use to her to steal the fabled wealth of Paradise Island!

The vines from Ivy’s plants wrapped around her wrists and started to drag her across the floor. Crimson got her breath back and struggled, but futilely.

"Cut!" Uncle Nick called out.

Crimson felt herself dissolve again and again just for a moment the Wraith Lord stood next to her.

"Your chance slut!" He shouted. "Your chance is coming!"

"How?" Crimson wanted to shout but by the time the thought had formed she was in the back of Wanda’s mind again.

Wanda blinked and took a deep breath. Her back was hurt but not broke. Wrenched most likely. She tried to fight them as the plants wrapped themselves more and more around her arms but failed.

"You sure we want to go off script with this part?" Carmen asked. She was standing behind Nick, a clipboard in her hand.

"Definitely." Uncle Nick said. "They’ll look more authentic if they struggle on their own."

I’ll show you struggling, Wanda cursed silently. But it was a curse of frustration. The spell of the magic lasso held her far better than any rope ever could. She struggled but as they had instructed her she struggled at one tenth her strength. Tania was doing the same beside her. The vines felt cold and clammy against Wanda’s skin. They smelled damp and sour. Her stomach roiled against what was coming. She could feel the vines wrapping themselves around her chest as they dragged her across the floor. Rough concrete scrapped against her bare skin. What was left of her blouse fell away and as the vines moved lower and grasped her legs Wanda braced herself. It was going to happen again. It was a part of Wanda’s life that she had realized was inevitable. Heroines were raped. So were heroes, but heroines more. In fact when Wanda stopped to think about it she had been forced into orgasm by villains far more times than she had been coaxed into them by lovers.

The vines had a good grip on her arms and legs and Wanda was rolled over twice as they wrapped themselves around her stomach. The harsh studio lights burned her eyes and Wanda squeezed them shut. Drugs from the plant filled her body and Wanda felt the familiar reactions rush through her helpless body. Her stomach tightened, her breasts became heavier, the nipples more sensitive. She could feel the dampness between her legs. These were the reactions Wanda had come to know since she had reached puberty. Wanda had grown up with gypsies and the ladies of the tribe had told of the joyous times that were coming. But though they had warned her about rape they had never warned her about this. Humans were bad enough, but sadly humans seemed to be in the minority in her sex life.

The vines dragged her into the center of the plant, a large round yellow pad. The pad was soft and comfortable, but sticky. They placed her onto the pad and whereever Wanda’s skin touched the pad it stuck. It was a bit like laying on a leather couch in very humid weather. Still she struggled and her struggles churned up dust. Wanda breathed the dust and suddenly her body went into spasms. She couldn’t breath properly. Her body became hot, hotter than it could ever really become. Wanda felt like she was on fire, but it was with passion. A slight breeze moved across her breasts and Wanda nearly had an orgasm. Her pussy was wet and so sensitive Wanda could feel every millimeter of it. She could actually feel her clitoris expand.

A cry from her left told Wanda that Tania was in the same situation. She seemed to sink a bit more in the pad and vines reached over to her breast and settled on them. Scarlet screamed in frustration and pleasure as they settled on her nipples. Her body was fully awash with the plants drugs now and more inflamed than ever. Her mind reeled, stunned by the intensity of the lust.

Something started to probe at her vagina and Wanda clenched but the plant forced its way into her. Once it was past the cervix and into her Wanda was lost. The phallic shaped vine rubbed at her sex sending Wanda into a storm of sexual passion. Wanda screamed.

But suddenly it wasn’t Wanda. It all dropped away from her and Wanda felt herself in a vast open space. For a moment there was nothing and then trees appeared, fading in slowly. They stretched infinitely into shadows in all directions; in color and grey and white and black. Wanda realized that she was deep in her own mind, seeing the pathways of her conscious and unconscious mind. A woman walked out of the shadows. The woman was Wanda’s exact double and nude as Wanda was.

"Dream me." She ordered and Wanda felt her powers react. She fell back and the woman gestured. At her command webs grew from the trees and grabbed and bound her Wanda. The webs were Wanda’s thoughts, nearly every thought she had ever had in her life. They bound her with confusion and desire. The woman walked over to her and kissed her. The kiss was invasive and Wanda suddenly realized what was going on. This was the Crimson Pirate, the character that Harley Quinn had imprinted onto her mind. And she wanted out. She wanted her own life. Suddenly a storm arose in Wanda’s mind. A cold rain beat against her bound nude body. Lightning erupted and it’s flashes tore at her sanity. As they kissed Wanda felt herself fantasizing about what kind of life Crimson had led. She imagined a childhood, parents… Wanda imagined the life of Wanda the Red. It was painful and glorious at the same time. She drew from her own life, giving Crimson a missing mother, a cold villainous father and an oppressively protective brother. Crimson grew more substantial, more powerful. The red pants and blouse that were the pirate uniform took shape on her nude body.

Wanda’s mind reeled with the effort it took but it was impossible to refuse. Crimson had in her the fire of absolute desperation. She was fighting for a life and her determination was the same determination that Wanda would have had. She drove Wanda to harness a type of power she had even imagined was within her reach.

"YES!" Crimson shouted when at last she broke the kiss. She stood tall and proud and somehow alive. Wanda slumped in the webs, too much in shock to think. But she was not drained, in fact he felt more powerful than before.

"We are not done yet weakling." Crimson said taking hold of Wanda. Wanda seemed to shrink into her hand and with her other hand Crimson caused a solid wooden door to appear. The door opened and they went through.

Slutania hit the floor hard and lay still. The fall didn’t really bother her. She was far stronger than those wretches realized. How she longed to use that strength against them! But Tania had been weak and let herself be caught. The latest in a long life of such weak moments. Now that she had become self aware Slutania had let herself drift through Tania’s mind and memories. The weakness of the woman infuriated her. Not only of Tania but of her race as well. Amazon’s were born conquerors. Their race ruled dozens of worlds with an iron fist and the populations of those worlds trembled in fear. And yet in Tania’s mind Slutania saw memory after memory of sacrifice and trial. Not even trials endured for amazons but trials endured for weak men and women!

What a waste!

She lived alone in an apartment and even washed her own clothing! Where were her slaves? Where were the wretches that would exist only to serve her? And most of all where was her love? It was impossible to accept that Tania and Wanda were not lovers. Slutania could not and would not accept that. Ever since the day they had first met when Crimson had beaten her in a fight Slutania had loved the woman. Yet in Tania’s mind Slutania saw only a chaste deep friendship. A sisterhood. Worse she saw that Tania accepted and encouraged Wanda’s love for a man! It simply could not be, but it was. How could she chose a mere man over Tania? That was the greatest puzzle that Tania took with her into oblivion.

"Cut!" Uncle Nick called out.

"You sure we want to go off script with this part?" Carmen asked. She was standing behind Nick, a clipboard in her hand.

"Definitely." Uncle Nick said. "They’ll look more authentic if they struggle on their own."

If I were free I would show them authentic, Tania thought as she struggled to throw off the effects of the mind control. In a fair fight there would be no contest between them.

The vines started to encircle her wrists and Tania fought back. But her struggles were pre-determined to be failures. They were intended merely to give the camera a good look at her half naked body. She tensed her muscles as she had been told to do and growled with real anger. The vines felt cold and soft as they ensnared her. Tania had grown up on an island; she knew the rich full smell of a plant. This plant wasn’t truly alive, it was not the product of untold ages of evolution stemming from a divine origin. This plant was closer to Doc Droids robots; a cold construction meant only to cause pain. He used metal, Ivy used organic material but the end was the same. The vines wrapped themselves around her wrist and legs and Tania was dragged helplessly across the floor. The trip scraped her pants off of her body and the lights shined in her eyes. Tania mock struggled and tried to fight the rising tide of lust in her body. The drugs from the plant were taking effect. She was dragged onto a sticky yellow pad and struggled some more. The dust that arose from her struggles hit Tania like a stream of boiling hot water. Suddenly her loins were aflame with passion. Her mouth was dry. Her breasts were heavy, the nipples stiff and ready. As if by invitation the vines wrapped themselves around the base of her breasts and more attached themselves to her nipples. It felt like small needles were being drawn across the areoles. As with every other time that a villain had done this to her Tania fought back with every ounce of willpower she possessed, but it was not enough. Physical abuse alone she could fight or endure but the drugs attacked her on a lower level, a level where she had no defenses. They smashed her self control and laughed at her amazon heritage. The drugs turned her from a woman to a wild rutting beast desperate for any male who could fill her.

But even as the vine pushed into her womb Tania felt herself smile. What they did not know, had not asked and would only find out later was that she was sterile. An amazon could only have one child and Tania had already given birth. They would have their show but Ivy would have no plant born from her body. Tania desperately wished that Wanda would not have to go through it. But there was nothing she could do.

The forced climax sent Tania screaming into darkness. But it wasn’t the usual darkness. Tania stayed aware as she was driven deep into her own mind. For a moment only she blacked out.

Tania came awake-if you could call it that-in a white marble temple with graceful Greek columns. There were thousands of columns trailing off into infinity. This was her mind. She looked around, seeing memories and thoughts seemingly given substance. Some were light, some were dark and some were no color she could name. From one of the dark ones a woman appeared. Tania knew who she was. She was the personality that had been lingering on the edge of Tania’s mind for the past few days. She looked exactly like Tania but her eyes held an anger, a cruelty that Tania’s did not.

"Slutania." Tania greeted her. For some reason she was not surprised. Suddenly she realized that Slutania had been pushing her ever since Wanda had kissed her in the shower.

"Weakling!" Slutania cursed. Abruptly she was in armor; a bronze breastplate with a short leather skirt studded with spikes. The breastplate held a bass relief of a skull and crossbones. Her helmet was a Spartan style with a blood-red mane. At her waist hung a short sword and in her hand was a spear. She charged and Tania had only seconds to move. She was a bit too slow and the spear sliced a red line on Tania’s right leg just above the knee. Tania felt the salty taste of blood in her mouth as the cut started to bleed.

"Call yourself an amazon?" Tania demanded as Slutania readied for another charge. "You use weapons against a naked foe and attack without formal challenge!"

"Pale rituals for the feeble!" Slutania spat. "A warrior fights to win and there are no rules!"

She charged again and Tania dodged. She dove left and rolled, moving behind a column. For a short time she played the game of hide and seek; always using the columns for cover. Slutania’s attacks grew wilder and more desperate, more angry. But more effective. Her spear point caught Tania in her left leg, her right arm and nearly her left wrist. Tania kept dodging until she had a feel for how strong and skilled the other woman was. Then she changed her tactics and met Slutania’s charge head on. She batted the spear aside with a blow on the staff and closed with the other woman. The hard metal armor slammed into Tania’s nude body and she grunted in pain. The spikes in the skirt stabbed into her legs. Tania ignored the pain and with a quick move dodged to one side. Slutania rolled past her body but Tania managed to reach out and get a grip on the other woman’s sword. Slutania sailed away but landed on her feet ready to charge again.

She stopped dead as she saw the sword in Tania’s hand.

"Weak?" Tania taunted. "If I am so weak why do you hesitate?"

Slutania growled and dove, rolling past Tania and picking up her spear. She rose and they started to circle each other.

"I call you weak because you are." Slutania said. She stabbed out and Tania parried the blow. Sword against spear was a classic battle; Slutania had the reach but Tania could cut the spear if she caught it at the right moment. But Slutania had armor and Tania was naked.

Tania sliced low at her opponents un-protected legs but Slutania jumped and stabbed downward with her spear. The spearpoint jabbed into Tania’s right shoulder drawing blood and slightly numbing her arm.

"How do you define strength?" Tania demanded holding her ground and shifting the sword to her other hand.

"Strength is force!" Slutania said. She started to stab at Tania’s feet forcing the other woman back. "Strength is forcing others to do what you want, laughing at their pain and drinking their fear!"

"That is what was done to the amazons!" Tania said nearly dancing to keep away from her. The attack was wild and relentless offering her no chance to retaliate.

"That is what the strong do to the weak!" Slutania said. "They do it by right of strength!"

The spear connected with the top of Tania’s left foot and she stumbled back. Before she could do anything Slutania jumped onto her, slamming her elbow into Tania’s stomach. The air left Tania’s lungs and Slutania took off her helmet and slammed it into Tania’s nose. Blood spurted out from the nose and Slutania rose to her knees.

It was her mistake. Tania ignored the pain in her stomach and face. Sitting up she grabbed Slutania’s Helmut and jammed it backwards onto her head. Her screams of rage muffled Slutania stumbled back tearing at it. She stumbled around blind as Tania rolled sideways and picked up the spear. Just as Slutania pulled the helmet off of her head Tania struck. She used the butte end of the spear to hit Slutania in the forehead, then repeatedly hit her arms and finally delivered a series of heavy blows to the back of her head. Slutania tottered on her knees for a moment and then Tania kicked her in the face; knocking her backward. Slutania fell on her back her eyes dazed. When they cleared she saw that Tania was standing above her holding the spear to her throat.

"Mercy is strength." Tania said. "Compassion is strength. If you were truly the stronger of us there would have been no way for me to win, even if I had the armor and weapons and you stood before me naked."

"Luck!" Slutania cursed.

"Honor." Tania said. "A true amazon prizes strength of character and companionship above all else. That is true strength."

"All you had was a cheap trick!" Slutania insisted.

"It was enough." Tania said. "What did you have?"

"She had a friend coming to help her."

Tania spun around at the voice only to be met with a whip that snapped at her wrist with numbing force. The spear fell from a stunned hand and even as she was bringing the sword up to face this new foe Slutania struck the back of her knee with her foot. Tania went down and the whip tore the sword from her grasp.

Tania rolled back up and had a moment to take it all in. A wooden doorway had appeared. Crimson-it couldn’t be anyone else-had come through it. On the floor behind her Wanda lay tangled in webs, her eyes full of confusion. Crimson used the whip to drive Tania back and then further back. With a wicked smile on her face Slutania rose and followed. Welts appeared on Tania’s stomach and breast and arms and legs as Crimson relentlessly punished her. Tania found that she could not run or dodge, the other woman was too fast and seemed to know where she would be even before Tania did. The whip was everywhere and there was no part of her body it did not find.

She backed up against one of the columns and it became alive with arms and hands. There seemed to be hundreds of them and they grabbed at her entire body. Her wrists were seized and held, her ankles grasped and pulled back and her hair was grabbed and jerked backward. Stray thoughts and memories flooded over her and Tania found herself helpless to move. Even thinking was an effort.

"Victory!" Slutania shouted.

"No." Crimson said. "Not yet. We have only a few seconds in the real world my love. We have defeated them, but only here. In this instant we are supreme."

"What then?" Slutania demanded.

"You have her." Crimson nodded at Tania. "Here is what you must do."

She whispered into Slutania’s ear and Tania struggled to regain her mind but failed. After a moment reality seemed to vanish for her and when it returned Crimson and Wanda were gone and Slutania stood in front of her.

"Dream of me." She ordered and slapped Tania across the face. "Dream of me, of my childhood, of my life! Dream!"

Again and again Slutania slapped her, harder and harder. Tania’s mind reeled and shattered and then it drifted. She saw her own childhood, but now it was Slutania’s. She saw the darker mirror of her own life, her joys in friendship were Slutania’s pains of rejection. She saw a girl exiled from happiness by both her anger and the anger of those around her. Saw her grow up to dominate those who had shunned her, saw her travel into space.

The dreams took on a life of their own. Tania found she could not stop them now. And while she was dreaming Slutania was hitting her, punching and kicking and slapping her. If it had been a physical battle Tania thought she might have died. But it was a mental one and with her will broken by Crimson’s spells she could only obey.

Her last fantasy was a memory of Crimson and Slutania meeting. But this fantasy wasn’t hers, it was Slutania’s and Crimsons. A shared fantasy that cemented their hold on life even as Tania felt it doomed hers. She screamed and woke up.

Tania realized that she was still on the plant. Lust was still raging through her body but something else as well. Something that was impossible. The pressure in her body, the compulsion to push and use muscles she was never meant to use again overwhelmed her. Tania screamed again as the small egg was pushed out of her womb and into Poison Ivy’s waiting hands.

"I wonder if she’ll have your eyes?" Ivy said smiling.

Tania blacked out.

"Villains." Diana said as they carried Wanda and Tania into the room and laid them on the beds. The women looked pale and seemed to be barely breathing. Diana searched for her anger and her hatred and found neither. The most she could manage was that one word and even that held no real emotion. Diana wanted chocolate.

"It’s a living." Harley said examining Wanda’s nude body. "Man they were really wiped out by this."

"It was rape and childbirth." Diana said straining to put some anger into her voice.

"Yea, it could take a few days before they recover." Raul said. "I’m pretty sure it’s Luthor’s machine that’s doing it."

"Why doesn’t the Justice League just defeat him like they do all the other times." Carmen demanded.

"We’ll we got three of them here." Bonnie pointed out. She sat down next to Wanda and pried open one of her eyes. Then she squeezed her breast. Wanda showed no reaction.

"Ok, she’s really out." Carmen said.

"That’s ok, give’em some rest." Raul said. "It might be a good idea to do some editing, sort out what we got and what we can use. It’ll take time for the bots to build the next set anyway."

"Good idea." Bonnie said.

"In the mean time I want to teach Diana some new tricks." Harley said. She took Diana’s golden lasso out of her pocket and tied it around Diana’s neck. Diana paled as the magic of the lasso took hold of her again.

"Come on girl." Harley said giving a tug on the lasso as if it were a leash.

Despair rising in her Diana followed her.

"Ok, step down."

Diana stepped down guided by Harley’s hold on her arm. Her thoughts were like a moth fluttering around a light; in constant motion but never landing. Harley had spent hours talking to Diana, peeling away layer after layer of her mind and soul. With the power of the lasso she had given orders but had told Diana not to remember what the orders had been. The mental assault had been subtle, complex and completely successful.

"Now." Harley said. "Since we got a day or to before filming starts again we’re going to do some experiments. Remember I said before that you could be convinced to give up being a superhero. I know it’s been tried before, supervillain after supervillain tried to break your will. But I think I can do it if I try it from a different angle."

"Wha… What of all the people who need my help?" Diana asked barely able to even think of the question let alone ask it.

"They’ll be ok." Harley said. "There’s a lot of you out there Wonder Woman, whole teams of superheroes. You’re not that important, you just have a big rep."

Diana wanted to object but found that she couldn’t. She wasn’t sure if what Harley was saying was true or if Harley had ordered her to believe that it was true.

"Ok, with this experiment what were going to do is try to develop the more passive side of your nature." Harley said. "You are going to spend an entire day here just milling around and letting your mind drift. You’ll be happy and thinking will make you un-happy, so thinking very much will be out of the question. But you will have something to do."

"What?" Diana asked.

"Eat." Harley said. "Wander around some." She held something up to Diana’s mouth. "Drink this."

Diana drank what ever it was. It was thick and tasted like mint. She felt a weight as Harley fastened something around her nick, then her capture put something on her knees.

"Know kneel down." Harley said easing her down. Diana realized that she was wearing kneepads. Harley tied her hair into a ponytail. "On all fours." She commanded. Diana obeyed.

"Now." Harley said and Diana felt her golden lasso wrapped around her neck. "I’m going to take the blindfold off. When that happens tell me the first thing you see."

The blindfold was taken off and Diana blinked a few times.

"Grass." She said.

"Look around." Harley ordered.

Diana looked around and saw that she was in a pasture. An artificial one. It might have taken up most of the soundstage. Painted blue clouds on a screen surrounded it. Diana looked down at her self and saw that she was wearing a cow bell.

"Now for the rest of the day you’re going to be a cow." Harley said. "We’ll move on to rabbits and maybe sheep as time goes on. Gotta bring out that faint-hearted part of your nature. But for today it’s cow time. You’ll wander here, you’ll wander there, you’ll wander anywhere in the set here. You won’t eat grass-well ok maybe not a lot of it, don’t worry, that stuff I gave you will help you digest it-you will eat this." Harley held up a chocolate flower. She moved it close to Diana’s mouth and without a thought Diana ate it. The chocolate tasted wonderful in her mouth. It sparked a true moment of mindless almost sexual bliss.

"Oh…" Diana said.

"That’s right." Harley said. She stood up and rubbed Diana’s butte. "Those are scattered all over the pasture, find them, eat them. You don’t have to do anything else."

Harley took the golden lasso off of her and Diana started to crawl on all fours. For a moment she thought that what she was doing was wrong, but the thought made her unhappy. She spotted another chocolate flower and bent down to eat it. Diana didn’t even think of picking it up, she simply bent her head down and grasped it with her teeth. Some of the grass came along with the flower but Diana didn’t mind. She didn’t mind at all.

Time really doesn’t mean anything when you don’t think about it. Diana passed the day in a blissful fog, her only thought-if it could be called that-was her hunger for more chocolate. She searched for them constantly, ignoring Bonnie and Carmen when they came to watch. Their laughter and taunts didn’t penetrate the mindless enjoyment of being a cow. Deep within her a part of Diana was screaming in frustration but that part was so completely submerged that the shouts never reached her mind.

At the end of the day Harley looped the magic lasso around her neck and led Diana off the set. Diana followed docilely and her mind only started to work again when Harley hooked something to her breasts. When she was done cold plastic cones and tubes ran from her breasts to a machine that had two containers attached to it.

The machine started to work, sucking at her nipples and kneading her breasts from the base to the tip. Pain and awareness competed in Diana’s awakening mind and for a moment she started to rise and attack; her rage at last free. But then the conditioning re-asserted itself and Diana stayed where she was.

"How… How…" Diana managed to speak and her voice contained all the fury that was being bottled up inside of her.

"The drink I gave you." Harley said. "See this is part of being a cow, you eat all day, you get milked, you go to bed and then you repeat the next day. And it’s working better than I thought. You didn’t have any real anger until I hooked you up did you?"

"No." Diana admitted. Her breasts burned slightly but Diana realized that all day they had been getting heavier. The milking was relieving that weight and it was actually making her feel physically better. And as much as she was fighting it there was a strong desire to enjoy it.

"You wanted to attack me for a minute right?"

"Yes." Diana said.

"But now not so much." Harley said. "It’s making you feel better isn’t it?"

"N… N… Argh! Yes!" Diana finally admitted.

"Thought so." Harley said. She reached over and undid Diana’s ponytail. Diana let her head drop and was grateful that her hair hid her face.

The machine ran for five more minutes and after it was finished Harley un-strapped her from it and let Diana sit up. Diana felt a little dizzy and her breasts were flat against her chest. Her nipples were extra large and still dripping slightly. Harley strapped a padded bra onto her and helped Diana stand.

"Come on." Harley said. "You need some sleep. The bra will take care of anything that drips out tonight. With your powers you should be back and ready for another go tomorrow.

She lead and Diana followed.

Wanda had been tortured by many supervillains but few had made her feel as powerless as Harley Quinn. Quinn almost always acted like a dolt, a clown barely able to walk and chew gum at the same time. But there was a deadlier side to her. And when that side came out Wanda realized why she could be the Joker’s girl friend.

"And that’s why you’ll be happier this way." Harley said. "You agree."

"Yeeeeesssss." Wanda drew out the word. She was too tired to say no.

The plant rape had torn something out of her. Her memory was fuzzy but Wanda felt like something bad had happened. She wasn’t sure what though and Quinn was giving her no time to figure it out. She’d been there when Wanda had woken up and tied the magic lasso around her. Then she had started to talk. To ask questions and give answers. Wanda had no choice but to listen and her drugged mind under the influence of the lasso could offer only a token resistance. Once the talk was over she had meekly let herself be blindfolded and now, on all fours with a cow bell around her neck Wanda prepared to join Diana. It was already becoming harder and harder to think.

"Eat this." Harley said holding the chocolate flower in front of her mouth.

Wanda ate it and the chocolate tasted glorious.

"Off you go." Harley said swatting her butte.

Wanda started to move and after a few seconds found a chocolate flower. Her thoughts faded as she ate.

Sometime later Tania joined them. She was on all fours as well but instead of a bell she was wearing horns on her head.

"Man this is just whack!" Carmen said.

"Ah-duh!" Bonnie agreed. "Man you are just evil!"

"Hey you wanna fight crime you gotta take the risks." Harley said. "And they are happy."

The three of them sat on lounge chairs and watched as the three heroines crawled around the set. Tania was getting closer and closer to Wanda, noticing her more and more.

"So what’s the point of this again?" Carmen asked.

"Bonding." Harley said. "We want them all to feel so close, to need each other so much that it crosses over into any situation. Tania is the alpha here, aggressive and protective so she gets to be the male. If she reacts like I think then she’ll take Wanda first, then Diana. They’ll feel good about it. Love each other more than they do now and then I’ll manipulate the love so that the idea of any of them not being there is too traumatic to contemplate. They’ll be afraid to fight crime because they’ll all know that something like this could happen."

"So you think they’ll just give up?" Carmen asked.

"Yea." Harley said. She started to jot down notes on a pad she was holding. "Three things’ll hold’em down, fear that this will happen again, shame that’s its happening now and..."

"Hey look at that!" Bonnie exclaimed.

In the pasture Tania had moved behind Wanda and risen to her knees. The strap on penis that they had put on her waved from side to side. Wanda barely looked back until it started to touch her. Then she cried out loudly as Tania took her from behind.

"Yea, and love." Harley said. "The penis has a built in vibrator that goes off randomly. It has a real slow build up so she doesn’t notice it at first, but then it gets busier and it triggers her sex drive. The first stage gets her a little hot, the second really turns her on. Tania feels the urge to mount. And I’ve programmed them to really enjoy what’s going on. Right now Wanda is going through one hell of a climax. I think it might help with the milk production too."

"Man that is just..." Carmen’s voice trailed off as she failed to come up with the right word for the evil act that Harley was committing.

"Ah-Duh!" Bonnie agreed.

Harley jotted down more notes as Tania finished with Wanda and headed toward Diana.

"What usually happens when you catch a heroine and try to break them is that they simply take it." Harley said. "They take what ever physical punishment you throw at them. Even if you manipulate them mentally there is always a strong core that’s just going to sit there and take it, waiting for the chance to come out. What I’m attempting here is to find a method that will fool the core, make Diana, Tania or Wanda think that if they ever fight crime again the others will be hurt. That’s another reason this might work, pain and risk to themselves they can take, but pain and risk to others goes against their nature."

Harley looked up as Tania took Diana from behind and then made more notes on her pad.

"It’s actually fortunate that there are three of them, it might not work as well with just two."

"What next?" Carmen asked.

"Nothing yet." Harley said. "Day after tomorrow we start shooting again so this’ll have to stop. After your all done I’ll really work at them, this is just a test."

"I’d say it’s working." Carmen said as Wanda, Tania and Diana went back to grazing.

"Ah-duh." Bonnie agreed.

Wanda had been milked before. In her case it was the mad villain known as Regent. He had nearly destroyed her. Denied by the Avenger he had abducted her and tortured her. Milking had been part of that torture. After devastating her mind and body Regent had sold her to another villain. Captain America and the rest of the Avengers had saved her and the two villains were locked up for life. But Wanda still remembered the shame that she had felt at the trial. Even now some villains taunted her with the nickname: ‘Wonda Cow’.

But the fact that it had happened before didn’t make it any easier when Carmen and Bonnie hooked them up to the machines and started the process. It was bad enough that she had shambled along behind them, it was worse that Bonnie and Carmen had kept up a running tally of cow jokes. Until the machine had been hooked up Wanda hadn’t paid attention, she’d barely been able to understand the words. But once the cones had been fixed over her breasts and started to contract and pull the veil had lifted. Wanda could still feel where Tania had penetrated her.

"So how are you feeling?" Haley asked looping the golden lasso around Wanda’s neck.

"I hate you." Wanda said.

"Yea, well ok, I expected that." Harley said making a note. "But are you scared, did you enjoy your time as a cow; come on give me details."

"I didn’t enjoy it." Wanda said feeling the lassos compulsion and realizing that she didn’t have any choice. "I didn’t not enjoy it, there wasn’t enough of me awake to feel anything about it."

"But after you woke up just now were you mad or scared?"

"Both." Wanda admitted. The machine was pumping away at her breasts and the pleasure that was giving her was starting to drown out her anger. It was physical pleasure but Harley had conditioned her to enjoy it and not get mad. The mental control was just too hard to fight.

"Thought so." Harley said. She took the lasso off of Wanda and moved over to Tania.

The moment the lasso was removed Wanda tried to fight back against the mental lock, but she failed as the machine kept milking her and the feelings of joy kept her anger chained in the back of her mind. She knew it was wrong but it felt so good. So damn good! The machine had a rhythm to it. A contraction at the base of her breasts followed up with a gentle pulling as the suction kicked in and finally a slight twinge as her nipple was squeezed. It was regular, compelling and un-escapable.

Wanda sighed and started to cry.

Amazons are allowed only one child. Tania remembered breast feeding her child and the simple joy that had given her. Since she had become Ultra Woman Tania had encountered many villains who seemed obsessed with her breasts. Some considered it a great achievement simply to expose her breasts and Tania had defeated many a supervillain who seemed to think that once he got her top off she was defeated. And Dr. Mutos had milked her before. (Ultra Woman 155) But no one had ever reduced her to the primitive state of mindless existence that Harley Quinn had. Tania felt shame at the way she had taken Wanda and Diana and rage at how Bonnie and Carmen had taunted them all. She was able to feel that rage only for a moment though. A few seconds before the machine started to milk her. Then she was paralyzed by all the instructions that Harley had given her. She could only stay on all fours and let the machine do its work. Her breasts would be sore tomorrow. Tania wondered if she was going to be forced to do more humiliating film scenes or if she would spend the day as a cow once more. If she could have Tania would have wailed in frustration and despair.

"So how you doing?" Harley asked looping the lasso around her neck.

"I am humiliated, frustrated and miserable." Tania said.

"No threats?" Harley asked.

"They are not needed." Tania said. "You know what I will do when I am free. And you would not take them seriously."

"Interesting." Harley said. "But you’re one of the good guys, most you’ll do is lock me up and I’ll escape."

"Not from where I will put you." Tania said. "I will find a pasture on my home island and chain you a rock there. You will stay there alone. Naked, friendless and you will stay there for the rest of your life."

"Hummmm." Harley said not impressed.

The machine was working fully now and Tania felt the mental commands that had been forced into her mind work. Her anger was being pushed out of her mind by a mindless joy. Her milk started to flow but before her ability to feel the anger completely faded Tania vowed to see Harley Quinn brought to justice.

Crimson woke up and knew that it had worked. The air around her was hot and damp and sticky. She was standing up to her waist in a thick glowing blue liquid. She was in a container. The walls of it were thin and covered with a semi-transparent membrane. Crimson’s hand formed into a fist and smashed the walls. It only took a few blows for the egg to shatter and Crimson stood up. A semi-thick film fell away from her body and covered the floor. She was on a platform surrounded by plants. Beside her was another giant egg and it was rocking. Crimson smiled as she realized that Slutania was there.

"Well." A woman said and Crimson turned to see Poison Ivy in the doorway. "A perfect match except for the eyes."

"Eyes?" Crimson asked.

"The Scarlet Witch has blue eyes not green." Ivy said. "And those marks on your neck are very strange."

Crimson reached up but she could not feel anything. Ivy stepped up to the platform and ran her fingers along Crimson’s neck.

"I’m getting so many surprises." Ivy mused. "You should have birthed as a baby. Tell me do you know what is going on?"

"More than you do." Crimson smiled. She shoved Ivy back off of the platform and raised both her arms. She felt the power flow through her and a sphere of energy formed between her hands.

"Well…" Ivy said back up in surprise. "That is…"

"Glorious!" Crimson said and threw the sphere. It landed at Ivy’s feet and the cement floor suddenly grew soft. With a shout of panic Ivy started to sink. Before she could do anything she was up to her chest in cement and it turned solid once more. One hand was free the other was trapped at her side.

"Release me!" Ivy shouted.

Crimson ignored her and turned to the other egg. A fist emerged and she watched in rapture as the woman she loved stepped out of the remains of the egg. There were mystic black runes running around her neck like a collar. Crimson wondered what they could be but her curiosity was swamped by the pleasure of seeing the woman she loved. Slutania stood nude and glistening as the fluid from the egg swiftly evaporated.

"We are alive!" Slutania shouted standing nude in the remnants of the egg.

"That we are." Crimson said as Slutania embraced her in a hug and they kissed.

"Now what?" Slutania asked after the kiss was over.

Crimson turned to the still trapped Ivy and smiled. The look of fear on Ivy’s face sent a welcome thrill through Crimson’s body. She bent down and ran her hand through Ivy’s hair.

"We take whatever we want whenever we want it." Crimson said. She twisted Ivy’s hair and tightened her grip and Ivy cried out in pain.

"Shall I pull out a few of her teeth for you my love?" Slutania asked bending down beside her.

"No!" Ivy screamed and with her one free hand tried to defend herself. Slutania caught her hand at the wrist and Ivy screamed again as the bones broke.

This was worth living for, Crimson thought as she saw the pain and terror in Ivy’s eyes.

"I brought you into this world!" Ivy cried.

"And do you really expect that we’d be grateful?" Slutania asked squeezing Ivy’s wrist tighter. Ivy cried out in pain.

"You did not bring them into this world I did." The Wraith Lord said appearing in the doorway. Crimson saw that he was more substantial now, but still a mere phantom.

"And what do you expect for that service?" Crimson demanded.

"Obedience." Wraith Lord said.

Crimson and Slutania burst out laughing but their laughter stopped as he raised his hand and gestured. Crimson felt her throat suddenly constrict and beside her Slutania started to choke as well. The marks on her neck glowed red. Crimson clawed at her throat in a futile attempt to free herself. It did no good and she felt the strength leave her new body. Crimson and Slutania sank to their knees and then to the floor, helpless. Their hands reached out and clasped together.

It’s a demonstration, Crimson thought desperately as her vision started to blur. He needs us alive, he’ll relent… he must…

Just as she was beginning to fear that the Wraith Lord was going to kill them Crimson suddenly found herself able to breath again. Her vision cleared and she saw the Wraith Lord standing above them. If he had a face Crimson knew that he would have been smiling.

"Do we understand each other?" He asked.

Crimson nodded.

"You will both serve me and I promise you riches enough and more, but according to my plans."

"Damn…" Slutania choked out the words but Crimson grasped her hand more tightly to warn her into silence. Freedom would have to wait. A return of the pressure told her that Slutania understood.

"What do you want us to do?" Crimson asked.

"Take this place." The Wraith Lord ordered. "Kill who you wish but take this place. There are machines here that will return us to our world."

"Kill who we wish?" Crimson smiled at Ivy.

"Heelllllpppp!!!!!!!" Ivy screamed just before Crimson’s foot crashed into her face.

Tania felt that she should have been beyond frustration by this point. It was her third day as a cow and her mind had sunk into the morass of confusion and despair that Harley Quinn’s mental conditioning had created. Half way into the day she had already taken Wanda and Diana and Tania knew that by the end of the day she would take them again. Quinn’s commands were a gigantic weight crushing her free will. She should have adapted by now.

But she did not because she would not. And she saw that same determination in Wanda’s and Diana’s eyes. Beaten, humiliated and enslaved they each still held onto a splinter of their souls. But if they were not beyond frustration Tania was beginning to realize that they were approaching the end of their ability to hope. Their captors were so careful and their methods so effective that Tania could see no way out of their enslavement. Luthor’s machine had trapped all of the other heroes in Los Angeles. Who was left to help them?

She was only dimly aware of these thoughts. The majority of Tania’s mind could hold only one thought at a time and she had only two choices; food or sex. So when Slutania, Crimson and the Wraith Lord walked onto the set Tania didn’t react. Even if she could have Tania would wonder later if she would have warned Harley Quinn. The evil in Crimson’s and Slutania’s green eyes chilled her primitive mind. But Harley’s blue eyes held an evil all their own. There was no one to favor in this fight.

"Hello clown." Crimson said.

Harley turned around so quickly she fell off o her chair. She looked at the hypnotized heroines and back to the new pair. Then looked at them again. When she turned her head to look at the new arrivals Slutania kicked her in the stomach.

Something stirred within Tania’s helpless mind and she paused to watch. Wanda and Diana did the same. Crimson and Slutania were both in their pirate costumes. She watched as Crimson followed Slutania’s kick with one of her own.

"Tormenter!" Crimson laughed. "Slut of a whore who sold her soul to a demented jester!"

"You’ve brought us out of their minds." Slutania said. She held Harley up by her throat. "You should have listened to her warnings. And this is how we will repay you."

With savage jerk Slutania tore Harley’s shirt off of her. Then her pants. Then she threw Harley into the air. With a gesture Crimson caused a set of ropes from the lighting bay above the set to come alive and whip down. They wrapped tightly around Harley’s wrists and held her five feet off of the floor. Smiling Slutania stood back and Crimson drew her whip and slowly un-coiled it.

"Who’s the skull guy?" Harley asked still holding onto her bubbly persona.

"You can see him?" Tania demanded.

"She can now." Wraith Lord said. "With your births I have become more substantial."

"Then I guess you should thank her." Crimson said. Her whip sang out and Harley screamed as it wrapped around her stomach and breasts.

Deep within her Tania’s mind erupted with conflicting emotions. Fear was the greatest. She remembered now the fight in her mind, but more she remembered the Wraith Lord and what he was capable of. She desperately fought against the mental chains that held her. But she failed and did nothing but watch as Crimson’s whip hit again and again at Harley’s body. Within a few minutes there was almost no part of Harley’s body un-marked. Crimson took particular delight in hitting Harley’s nipples and pussy. Harley started to scream and cry.

Tania felt shame at the spectacle. Shame because there was a tiny part of her that enjoyed Harley’s punishment. But no matter what she felt the heroine was helpless to act.

Crimson was enjoying herself. Wanda could tell that with that small part of her mind left to her. That small part that recognized that as bad as their situation had been it was now ten times worse. Crimson was her evil side, the side that haunted Wanda’s nightmares. The side that had been un-leashed once before. Crimson was that side of her given a new name. But even worse than that was the skeletal figure behind Crimson. The Wraith Lord was an immortal misogynistic misanthropic wizard who had spent centuries at the bottom of the ocean. That time had driven a deranged and hateful psyche even more over the edge. His mind seethed with malice and now he had control of two very powerful people. The last time he had taken control of Tania he had nearly destroyed her and the Avengers and the Global Protectors. As she watched Harley being tortured an icy wave of terror spread through Wanda’s clouded mind. She watched her double whip Harley again and again until even she was crying out in pain and begging for mercy.

"Enough!" The Wraith Lord ordered. "You can play with your toys later."

"He’s right, it’s my turn." Slutania said.

"We have no time!" The Wraith Lord snarled.

"We have a few minutes." Slutania said stubbornly.

"I agree with him." Harley said managed to say.

"Shut up!" Slutania snapped.

Before she could speak again Slutania rushed over to the side of the set and grabbed some loose cable. She looped it over the lighting bay and then flew down and coiled it loosely Harley’s throat forming it into a hangman’s noose.

"You talk I tighten." Slutania warned. "I’ve heard your voice more than enough times."

Slutania then grabbed another cable and tied it around the base of Harley’s breasts, tying it so tightly that her breasts bulged from her chest. Harley cried out in pain but another punch to the stomach stopped her from talking. Slutania flew down and tore the vibrator from around Tania’s waist and then flew up and shoved it into Harley’s pussy. Harley screamed again as Slutania tied her legs together. Then Slutania flew down and grabbed a thick piece of cable. Flying up she looped it around the lighting bay and then shoved it into Harley’s mouth. Then she snapped the cables that Crimson had secured around Harley’s wrists. Harley fell with a jerk and only the grip she had on the cable in her mouth saved her from hanging.

From deep within her ensnared mind Wanda cringed. How long could Harley hold that cable with her teeth? Especially with the vibrator stimulating her sex? As much as she hated the villainess Wanda did not want to see her die a slow strangling death.

"This is how I define strength you sorry excuse for an amazon." Slutania said flying down to stand near Tania. Dull eyes stared at her but Wanda knew that somewhere in that mind Tania heard. "I defeated my foe, I bound my foe and now my foe will suffer before she dies." Slutania kicked her in the stomach and Tania fell over. "That is strength you bitch! Real strength!"

"Enough gloating." The Wraith Lord ordered. "Let us deal with the rest of them."

"One last thing." Slutania said flying up to Harley again. She grabbed Harley’s hands and squeezed. Harley cried out in pain but managed to keep her grip on the cable as her fingers were broken.

"Now we will deal with the rest." Slutania said. She flew over to Tania and kicked her again. "And you’ll be a cow for the rest of your life."

Laughing Crimson, Slutania and the Wraith Lord left the room.

As they left Wanda struggled to free her mind from Harley’s control. But another chocolate flower caught her eye and all thought was drowned by a waved of hunger. She moved toward the flower while above her Harley Quinn whimpered.

…To be continued.

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