The Price of Boredom

by Skytower

Part 4. Terror, Wrestling And the Perils Of Pizza

As a press photographer Nora Charles had known fear and panic, but seldom true terror. Not often had she known the kind of terror that could make your legs shake and your stomach turn. She was feeling that terror now. Nora stood in a throne room that went beyond opulent. It was the size of a football field, with a transparent roof that let in a harsh sun. The floors were marble and the walls solid gold inlaid with runes that glowed with dark power. In front of her on a raised thrown lounged the source of her terror.

Her true name was Wanda Maximoff though no one dared use it now. Now they called her Wicked Wanda, or The Dark Red One. That is when they dared speak her name at all. She stood five feet seven inches tall and had long auburn hair that curled endlessly. Solid long legs flowed upward to wide hips. The hips gave way to a tight stomach and a large pair of breast. Wanda's breasts were on display, as they usually were. She wore a tight red corset that lifted her breast but did not cover them. From each silver dollar sized nipple hung a ring with a gold W in its center. Cold blue eyes watched Nora the way a cat would watch a mouse with a broken leg. The cat was waiting for the mouse to run, so that it could be caught and the other leg broken.

Nora was still getting over being teleported. A moment before she had stood in a steamy laundry. Now the air was cool, dry and menacing. She blinked trying to remember how it felt, but it was as if she had gone to sleep for a moment and then woken up again.

"Where's Dynagrrl?" Nora asked.

"She's busy." Wanda said, opening her legs. Nora gasped. The Dark Red One wore neither skirt nor panties and her vagina was clearly visible. It was an impressive mound of brown/black hair that curled much like the hair on her head. Working on that hair with a small pair of hedge clippers was Dynagrrl. Barely a foot tall Dyna was naked and small gold chains went from each ankle to a belt around her waist. More chains led to her wrist. She balanced precariously on the velvet cushion that Wanda sat on.

"Oh my god." Nora managed to push the whisper out of her mouth.

"You've been quite the diversion Nora." Wanda said, leaning back. She did not close her legs but the cushion shifted and Dyna fought for balance. "You have the spirit, the will, the stupidity of a superheroine." She paused then added. "Even if you don't have any powers."

"Ah…" Nora stumbled, unsure of how to react to the backhanded compliment.

"Indeed I've become rather fond of you. So now I think it's time to take things to the next level."

"The next level?"

"Take your costume off." Wanda commanded.

"What?" Nora exclaimed taking a step back she crossed her arms in front of her chest. "No!"

Wanda laughed and kept laughing for a few minutes while Nora stood there and tried not to tremble.

"Nora." Wanda said her eyes blazing with demonic flame. "Strip."

Nora understood. It was all about power. Wanda had it and she didn't. Forcing her to strip was just putting the period on the end of the sentence. Nora swallowed looking around as if some hero would come and save her. None appeared. Swallowing her panic the reporter looked into the eyes of the Dark Red One once more. The flame crackled with the colors of hell. Slowly Nora sat down and began to unlace her boots.

"You don't have to go all the way." Wanda said.

"I don't?"

"You can keep the bracelets."

"Oh."

As slowly as she could Nora undid the laces and pulled off her boot. Then she took just as long with the next one. On the throne Wanda watched patiently. When the boots were off they vanished. Nora gave a little yelp of fear and started to scramble away. A look at Wanda's eyes kept her still.

Slowly Nora stood up and pulled off the golden belt and lasso. She placed them carefully on the floor. They vanished instantly. Trying hard not to scream Nora turned her back to the tyrant. The sound of the zipper being pulled down filled the thrown room and Nora couldn't help but shudder. With the zipper down she slowly pushed the one-piece suit down her thighs and then down her legs. It crumpled into a heap and she stepped out of it. It vanished.

Suddenly Nora felt the air shudder around her body. She was lifted up and whirled around to face Wanda. Nora let out a small scream and used her arms to cover herself.

"Drop you arms Nora." Wanda commanded.

Blushing Nora did so. She had a good body. Slim with small breast and long legs. Other women had seen her naked, in the showers at her gym, in dressing rooms at various stores. That made no difference. Not the way Wanda was looking at her.

"I'm not the only one who needs a trim." Wanda said, looking between Nora's legs. Nora blushed even more.

She really is delightful, Wanda thought as Nora's face turned scarlet. Nora was finally beginning to understand how hopeless her plight was. But there was still hope and some defiance within her. Crushing that would be fun.

"Relax Nora." Wanda said gesturing. A couch appeared behind the reporter. "We have some time before Loki and Sif are done."

"Who's winning?" Nora asked, sitting on the couch. She drew her legs up under the chin and held them there with her arms.

"Loki."

"Oh." Nora said, hugging her legs to herself even more tightly.

Wanda relaxed and toyed with the idea of actually giving Nora to Loki once the contest was done. It was tempting. But no, the reporter could never last against a god, even a ruined one. Nora was proving far to amusing to waste her too quickly.

Standing up Wanda carefully pulled Dynagrrl from her work and walked over to the reporter.

"Spread your legs Nora, as I said, you need a trim."

"Ah…!" Nora went pale but a look at the flame in the Dark Red One's eyes stilled her protest. As slowly as possible she put her legs down and opened them. Wanda set Dynagrrl down in front of Nora's vagina.

"Remember Dyna, one nick and I give you back to Skytower."

It felt like there was a bug crawling between her legs and Nora had to fight not to close them. She couldn't look down, that would have started her screaming, but she couldn't bear to look at the smirk on Wanda's face either. She settled for looking at the runes of power on the throne room walls.

"Sif is nearly done for." Wanda said casually. "Tell me Nora, have you ever made love to a god?"

"No."

"Demi-god? Demon? Demoness?"

"No!" Nora yelped as Dyna slipped and the cold metal of the cutters touched her flesh. Anger replaced fear as Wanda laughed.

"Damn you!" Nora shouted. "Don't you have any other ways of having fun?"

"No." Wanda said casually, unaffected by her captive's anger. "Well, yes. I do have other diversions."

"What are they?"

"I'll show you." Wanda smiled and suddenly Nora's couch was lifted and floated into position beside the throne.

Nora bit her lip, as Dyna was throne off guard again. She didn't want to be responsible for the diminutive heroine being given back to Wanda's lackey.

"Thor, Hercules." Wanda called. "Get in here."

A door opened at the far side of the room and two men walked in. Nora's mouth dropped open at the sight of them. The first man was a tall man with long blond hair the second a slightly shorter man with short curly brown hair. They were both magnificently handsome. Both were heavily, yet not overly muscled and both were naked. Nora was unable to stop staring as the men walked over to the thrown and bowed. Now that they had come closer she could see the haunted, beaten look in their eyes. Nora shuddered, wondering if there were any people in Wicked Wanda's kingdom who didn't have that look.

Suddenly the door at the far end of the room shuddered, then burst inward. Skytower walked into the throne room. Behind him walked Wonder Woman.

A cyclone of emotions erupted in Nora. The first was hope here at last was a heroine. The second was fear, a deep looming fear. Wanda had already shown her at least two other heroines, one of them a goddess. Would Wonder Woman stand a chance? Embarrassment was mixed in as well as fear she was naked in a room with two naked men. And a small doll sized heroine was clipping her pubic hair.

"Where is Wanda Maximoff!" Wonder Woman shouted.

"Well she's right there." Skytower said, pointing at Wanda. "I described her didn't I? Not like there's a lot of other big breasted red heads in the room with things hanging on their nipples."

"Be silent." Wonder Woman commanded, pushing him forward.

As they came toward the throne Nora was struck by how silly she must have looked in the Wonder Woman costume. The woman striding toward the throne was tall, broad shouldered with wide hips and large breast. Deep blue eyes took everything in and showed no fear. If Wonder Woman had no chance of beating Wicked Wanda no one had told her that. Or if they had she hadn't listened.

"Skytower what happened?" Wanda asked. "You told me it would be some time before the machine was ready to grab her."

"There was an accident." The small man said walking over to her. "I was working on the second level when I knocked a slice of pizza into the machine. There was a short, a zap and there she was."

"I've told you about eating while you work." Wanda said. She looked at Wonder Woman. "I guess he told you my plans."

"What he knew of them." Wonder Woman said. "Are you Nora?" she asked, turning to the reporter.

"Yea."

"I demand you return both of us to our home dimensions." Wonder Woman said turning back to the throne.

Carefully Wanda reached between Nora's legs and pulled Dynagrrl from her work. She handed the diminutive heroine to Skytower and settled back down. Skytower sat next to the throne and idly tossed Dyna from one hand to the other.

"Such a simple demand." The Dark Red One mummered to herself. "So easily denied."

"You will do what I say." Wonder Woman said one hand dropping to the golden rope at her waist.

"I doubt it." Wanda said. "Thor, Hercules." She commanded pointing at Wonder Woman. "Beat her. Strip her. Rape her. Now."

"Cool!" Skytower said.

"Not you." Wanda snapped hitting him on the head. "Give Dyna to Nora and get back to your lab, I want that machine fixed."

Staggering from the blow Skytower handed Dyna to Nora and headed toward the door.

Nora barely noticed what happened to him. She was too busy marveling at the fight. She had never seen meta-humans fight each other before. It was not like a fight between normal humans. Their arms and legs were blurs of motion as blows were landed and parried. Wonder Woman was almost overwhelmed at first as Thor and Hercules sought to wrestle her to the ground. With a kick that would have gone through a brick wall she launched Hercules across the room.

"Do you think she has a chance Nora?" Wanda asked.

"I…" Nora trailed off, too involved in the fight to answer her.

With Hercules stunned across the room Wonder Woman turned her attention to Thor. She parried most of his blows and hit back, staggering him. With a motion that was too fast to see she flipped him over her shoulder and into the far wall. Before Wonder Woman could turn around Hercules slammed into her back driving her to the ground. Wonder Woman turned onto her back as he leapt toward her and met Hercules with both feet. The impact shot him into the ceiling. Made of transparent adamantium it didn't give and he fell to the floor, imbedding himself three feet into it.

Wonder Woman dodged a moment before Thor got to her, sensing his approach somehow. She slammed both fists into his back, sending him toward Wanda and Nora. Nora screamed and ducked but Wanda simply gestured. Suddenly Thor vanished and re-appeared behind Wonder Woman still flying though the air. The impact drove her forward. Thor wrapped his arms around the heroine and while she was staggering about trying to regain her balance Hercules dived forward and grabbed her ankles. They all went down in a tangle of limbs.

Nora didn't know how long the fight lasted. It seemed longer than an hour yet shorter than a day. Wonder Woman fought valiantly and in some cases viciously. Nora cringed as the heroine grabbed Hercules' penis and twisted it while giving it a strong yank. He grunted in pain and was on the floor for a while, but Thor kept Wonder Woman busy for that time. The fight went like that and gradually Wonder Woman started to tire. She didn't have the energy to dodge their blows of separate them. More and more she was forced to stand and trade blow for blow.

At last Thor stunned her with a blow to the chest. Wonder Woman staggered back and fell over Hercules who was still recovering from her last blow. The demi-god wrapped both his legs around her chest and locked his ankles together. Thor joined him from the opposite side scissoring his legs around her stomach.

Wonder Woman cried out as both of her opponents started to squeeze their legs together. She was the center of a cross with Thor to her left and Hercules to her right. Her arms trapped at her sides the heroine could only squirm and twist. Each breath she let out of her lungs was that much more they could close their legs.

Slowly she went from twisting and kicking to kicking. But her legs went still and she was left with one last convulsion. But it failed to free her and at last Wonder Woman lay limp. After a few minutes her eyes glazed over and then shut.

Nora let loose the breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. The ferocity of the fight had numbed her. She glanced over at Wanda and a shock ran through her body. One of Wicked Wandas' hands was between her legs, the other idly toyed with her breast.

"You got off on that?" Nora asked.

Wanda turned to her and smiled.

"Didn't you? Dyna did."

Nora looked down and couldn't stop the scream from erupting from her mouth. Dynagrrl was rubbing her tiny body in an orgy of self-gratification.

Moans from Wonder Woman made Nora's head shoot up. The heroines' boots were off and the rest of her costume was nearly off. Thor was sucking on one of her breast while Hercules was pulling Wonder Woman's costume down her body.

"No!" Nora shouted. Without thinking she leapt off of the couch and ran over to them. Grabbing Hercules she pulled with all her might. "Leave her alone!"

She might as well as tried to pull a car. Hercules didn't even notice her efforts.

"Stop." Wanda said. Nora looked at her and the reporters' blood turned to ice at the tyrants' smile. "Leave Wonder Woman. Rape Nora instead."

Dropping Wonder Woman Thor and Hercules started to advance on Nora.

To be continued…

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