The Price of Boredom

by Skytower

Part 5.  The Price. 

"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.

Nora backed up looking for a way out of the room. The place was big, very big. Wicked Wanda’s throne room was the size of a football field and the walls were lined with runes of power. Nowhere however did she see any ‘exit’ signs. All that filled her field of vision was the two men walking toward her. The first was at least six feet tall. Broadly built he had brown hair that curled and a neatly trimmed beard and mustache. He was handsome and smoothly muscled. He was also completely naked and already had an erection. The second man was taller than the first. He was clean shaven and slimmer with long blond hair and blue eyes. Smoothly muscled he also had an erection. For some insane reason Nora for a moment imagined two missiles aimed were aimed at her. The fact that she was naked didn't help at all. Nora stood over five feet tall. She was slim with supple breast that had pink areolas and an unruly tuft of blond hair between her legs. While she was attractive Nora never thought of her self as stunning. She surely never thought that two gods would be told to rape her.

"Stop." Wanda called again.

Nora looked at her, wondering what new whim would find it’s way into the tyrants mind. For an answer she felt a rush of static electricity over her skin. Nora looked down to see a costume appear on her body. A pair of blue swim trunks with stars on them and a bustier with a gold eagle on it covered the top half of her body. Red boots, metal bracelets and a gold tiara completed the Wonder Woman costume. But the real Wonder Woman lay senseless at Wicked Wanda’s feet, defeated by Thor and Hercules. The same two naked demigods who were not five feet away from Nora.

"It will mean so much more if you strip her first." Wanda said as she bent over Wonder Woman. With a gesture she restored the fallen heroines costume. "Use the Bed of Passion, and bathe her afterwards in the Pool of Purity, I want to have some more fun with her later."

Nora turned and ran understanding completely what was going on. She was enough of a diversion for the bored ruler before Wonder Woman arrived, but having a true superheroine at her mercy was far more fun than having a reporter merely dressed a superheroine. Nora was the old toy, and she knew what happened to old toys.

Nora got three steps away before one of them grabbed her hair and pulled her back. Screaming in pain she reached back to pull his hand away. But it was like grabbing a steel pipe. Her wrists were caught in vise like grips and the two demigods walked out of the throne room. Nora stumbled along, fully aware that it was either stumble or be dragged.

"Stop." Wanda called one more time. The trio stopped and turned at her words. Wanda tossed a small doll to them. Nora’s heart jumped into her throat as Dynagrrl sailed through the air. Dynagrrl was a heroine, defeated and shrunk by Wanda and her lackey. Though shrunk Dyna was still had a young womans body. Pert breast, red hair and a cute face. She was the only thing close to a friend Nora had found in Wanda's world. Thor caught the shrunken Dynagrrl and held her. "Toss her into Spiderman’s lair on your way, he could use a snack."

Dynagrrl screamed in terror and Nora fought like a trapped animal but it did neither of them any good. Thor and Hercules walked through the door and it shut behind them.

Wicked Wanda gazed at the semi-conscious heroine at her feet and marveled at the sensations running through her body. Her stomach was tight, her heartbeat almost too high to measure. A warm flush spread across her face. She bent down and rolled Wonder Woman onto her stomach. Taking hold of the golden belt around the helpless heroine’s waist she pulled it off. The golden lasso was attached to a small hook on one side. For a long moment Wanda studied them. Then with a shrug sent both to Skytower’s laboratory.

"Skytower." She called, her voice echoing through the palace. It was no use calling him there directly; she had sent him back in that direction over an hour ago. With his short attention span it was very possible that the gnome was loitering somewhere. Wanda had once spent a full day and a full night searching for him only to find Skytower in a burned out video rental place watching old episodes of Captain Caveman and the Teen-Angles. "I’ve sent Wonder Woman’s belt of strength and lasso to you lab, figure out how they work." She paused for a full minute then shouted: "Now!"

The castle shook and Wanda returned her attention to Wonder Woman. Experience had taught her that if she didn’t shout, Skytower wouldn’t do anything.

Nora was stumbling down the corridor when Wicked Wanda’s orders to Skytower rang though the palace. Thor and Hercules ignored the words, until their mistress shouted the word; Now! Such was the fear built into their psyches that any word spoken in that tone paralyzed them with fear. With a wrench that nearly broke her arms and back Nora broke free and ran. She only got a few feet before Hercules caught up with her. Again her hair was grabbed and she was pulled back. This time Hercules pulled hard and slammed her into the floor. Nora lay dazed as the former gods each took hold of an ankle and dragged her down the hallway.

Wanda eased Wonder Woman’s arms into the single glove and began to lace it up. She could have had it appear magically, but this way was more fun. Wonder Woman lay on her stomach just beginning to regain consciousness. She squirmed filling the tyrants dark heart with lust. Wanda sat on her legs and drew each cord tightly before setting it though the next lace hole. She was halfway up when the fallen heroine awoke fully and started to struggle.

"Let go of me!" Wonder Woman commanded writhing with all of her strength. The words and the struggle sent chills of anticipation cascading through Wanda’s nervous system.

For the next few minutes the tyrant stayed silent and continued her task. Wonder Woman struggled and grunted never letting up for a moment until Wanda was finished. With the last knot in place and Wonder Woman’s arms fully secured Wanda stood up.

In a motion that was nearly a blur Wonder Woman’s legs contracted and sent Wanda onto her but on the floor. While she was stunned Wonder Woman stood and sent out another kick. Her leg arched through the air and would have connected had Wanda not ducked and lashed out with her own leg. With her arms bound there was no way for Wonder Woman to stop from falling onto her bound arms. She grunted in pain and before she could do anything else Wanda was on her. Straddling the downed heroine Wanda held her down and smiled.

"That was very good." She said. "It’s been ages since someone surprised me."

"What have you done with Nora?" Wonder Woman demanded.

"I sent her with Thor and Hercules." Wanda said. "She tried to stop them from raping you, so I told them to rape her instead."

"You are evil." Wonder Woman hissed.

"Oh yes." Wanda agreed. "I am."

Reaching down she took hold of Wonder Womans’ costume and pulled. Both of the heroines breast came free. Wanda reached down and took each breast in her hands. They were large with dark silver dollar size areolas. Just a few shades darker than Wanda's own areolas. "Nice, ripe, plump…" she trailed off into laughter at the look on Wonder Woman’s face. "Bigger than mine, but do you know how to use them?"

"What?"

"I’ll show you." Wanda said. She closed her eyes and focused, drawing on the erotic energy stored within her own body. Wonder Woman’s face changed from puzzlement to amazement to fear. Her breast began to swell. She could feel them churning from the inside as they grew. Wanda reached down and gently stroked one of Wonder Woman’s nipples. Milk bubbled out and a drop ran slowly down the side of Wonder Woman’s breast.

"Great Hera!" the bound heroine whispered.

"Honeysuckle." Wanda said catching the drop on her finger and tasting it. She leaned back and closed her eyes. A satisfied mummer ran through her body. The tyrant started to laugh a low throaty chuckle that dropped the temperature in the throne room ten degrees. "I haven't done that in ages." She said.

Nora lay on her stomach while the gods pulled her along by her ankles. Desperately she grabbed at anything and everything that came within her reach. It didn't matter. Her strongest grip was broken in moments by the combined might of the two gods.

"Stop!" she shouted. "Listen, I'm a mortal, your gods, you don't want me!"

"Wanda commands." Thor said.

"We obey." Hercules finished.

They stopped for a moment and Nora heard a thin screech of fear. Then they started to pull her along again. As they passed a whole in the floor Nora saw Dynagrrl stuck at the edge of what looked like a spider's web. The shrunken heroine was screaming and struggling making the web shake. A hand started to reach out of the darkness. It was a human hand, but not a completely human one. Needle sharp claws had replaced both the thumb and the index finger. As it reached for Dynagrrl Nora made a lunge that nearly broke her ankles. Her hand closed on Dyna and the webbing and dragged both out of the whole. The webbing stretched for a few feet but finally snapped as they rounded a corner. The release caught Nora off guard and she accidentally threw Dynagrrl into the wall. The shrunken heroine impacted with a sickening thud and lay still.

"No!" Nora shrieked as she was dragged on.

The bath was nearly ready. Wanda smiled as Wonder Woman moaned. She'd been moaning for a while now and Wanda, who had heard moans of nearly all types, was pleased that this one was different. There was a shred of defiance in the moan. Hearing it was like tasting the cherry hidden in the chocolate treat. In the heroines mind Wanda was sure that Wonder Woman was planing an escape. The Dark Red One was looking forward to it.

Wonder Woman was on her knees leaning over a golden bathtub. Her arms had been freed from the single glove but were not free. Each was pulled straight behind her almost into a strapado position. Aside from holding her wrist Grunt-Grunt also stood on her ankles, pressing them into the floor with his weight. He stood impassive but the gleam in his eyes and the slight lift to his loincloth betrayed the orcs true feelings.

Grunt-Grunt had come to Wicked Wanda by way of Skytower. The two had formed an odd friendship under the gnome's previous mistress. After hearing that Grunt-Grunt had been defeated by Ms. Marvel Skytower had convinced Wicked Wanda to break him out of prison and put him to work.

It was one of the gnome's better ideas, Wanda thought. Grunt-Grunt was loyal, vicious and smart. Where Skytower had been the brains behind her early victories, Grunt-Grunt had been the muscle. The notorious villain who could be counted upon to make the Scarlet Witch look good. She had dressed him in a number of costumes and sent him after various hero's and heroines. Always with the right method to render them helpless. Most of the time it was the Scarlet Witch who appeared just in time to save them.

She smiled at a host of memories, most of the time.

His reward was the free availability of any heroine Wanda defeated. Including Ms. Marvel who by now was expecting their 10nth child.

Of course it wasn't only the orc who was attending to Wonder Woman. Two blue hands stroked, kneaded and pulled at Wonder Woman's enlarged breast. Stream after stream of milk issued forth and filled the tub. It had taken a while since the tub could hold a 100 gallons, but it was nearly done.

"Stop humming that BK." Wanda said. The cat stopped humming the theme song to Gilligan's Island. BK didn't really have a true name. Her parents hadn't been able to give her one. Wanda had called her Blue Kitty and Skytower had shorted it to BK. BK was result of one of Wandas' early triumphs. Back when as Scarlet Witch she had been defeating the Avengers from the inside. A simple spell had caused Hank McCoy, the Beast to fall in love with Tigra the Were-cat. Wanda had helped with the wedding and provided the champagne for the honeymoon. The drink had contained one of Skytower's drugs. For every time the Beast and Tigra made love their IQ's dropped and their sexual drive increased. By the time the honeymoon was over it was all either of them could do to operate a doorknob.

Wanda hadn't counted on Tigra getting pregnant. But BK had been cute enough as a youngster to keep as a pet. Now in her teens she stood at about five feet from tail to ears. Blue fur covered her body. Her face was a cross between a cat's and a humans. She had a cute mouth and cat's nose and whiskers under green cat eyes. She could run upright or on all fours and had a good set of claws. Wanda's only mistake had been giving BK the run of the palace and freezing her emotional development at age 12. BK had struck up an annoying friendship with Skytower who raised her on a diet of tv sitcoms and cartoons. This they could talk and argue about endlessly. Wanda remembered walking past his lab one day and hearing them argue about whom Jack would sleep with first, Janet or Chrissy. Two days later she had walked by and they were still arguing about it.

Exasperated Wanda had re-united the cast of Three's Company, had them do an X rated show where Chrissy and Janet chose each other, murdered Jack and ran off together. Then she had packed the whole cast off to the slave pits.

"Stop." Wonder Woman said weakly. "No more."

"Don't drop you head." BK said bracing her forehead against Wonder Womans'. You'll get hair in the milk and I'll have to start all over again. She kept on kneading the heroine's breast and two streams of white liquid shot from each breast. Wonder Woman groaned and her body trembled with a weak effort to break free. The effort failed but Grunt-Grunt's loin cloth lifted a bit further.

"I think that's enough for now." Wanda said noting the level of the milk. "Attend me."

"You got it." BK said mimicking Isac from the Love Boat.

Nora had once spent the night with a gay man. It had been in college. They were both young and willing to experiment. Or at least she had been willing. After he had run from the bed to throw up in the bathroom Nora had begun to suspect it wouldn't be the night of passion she had looked forward to. Instead it turned into an endless night of emotional revelations, crying, apologizing and comforting. He hadn't known he was gay when the night began, but by sunrise he knew. They had parted as friends. After he had left she had broken into her room mates desk and grabbed her vibrator. It was a poor substitute but at least it got her through the next day.

The only good thing to come of the night was that Nora was always able to spot a gay man. It was easier now of course that she was in bed with two of them.

Thor and Hercules had dragged her into a large room with a round curtained bed. Over to one side was a giant sunken bathtub in the shape of a clam. Thick shag carpeting glowed deeply blue, giving the room it's only illumination. Throughout the entire trip Nora hadn't stopped struggling and it hadn't done her a bit of good. Her Wonder Woman costume lay in shreds on the carpet and she lay between the two gods. Thor and Hercules kissed each other while each god fondled one of her breast. The fondling was careless but it was still driving Nora crazy. Her hands roamed the gods bodies searching for a weak point and finding none. Each time she tried to rise they casually pulled her down again. Thor's hand roamed down her body past her stomach and settled on the opening between her legs. Nora squealed but he held her down. It was only after he had rubbed it for a few minutes, producing a thin film of wetness that the god grunted, apparently realizing where his hand was. He pulled it away and shook the moisture from his hand before returning it to her breast.

Suddenly Nora had an idea. It wasn't an idea she loved, but it was the only light she had in the darkness. Swallowing she let both her hands drift down the gods bodies.

Wonder Woman had made her move a few minutes after BK stopped milking her. After setting the tubs heater to keep the milk warm the furry mutant had gone over to Wanda and began to tie the tyrant's hair up with gold and silver ribbons. She had talked through it and Wanda had pretended to listen to her. Wonder Woman had moved then. Shifting her weight the heroine had freed one of her legs and slammed it up into Grunt-Grunt's crotch. Gasping the orc had gone down and Wonder Woman, her face a mask of fury had grabbed his ax and leapt toward them.

The ax vanished as Wonder Woman came close and an equally furious BK met her. With a snarl of rage the mutant bowled into the heroine and they were soon entangled on the floor. Wanda finished her hair then walked over to the tub. Stepping aside to let the wrestling combatants pass. She eased into the milk bath with a sigh of luxury and settled down to watch.

She's good, Wanda thought as Wonder Woman twisted BK's legs into a near pretzel shape. With a casual look she told a recovered Grunt-Grunt to stay out of the fight.

BK's tail came up and slapped Wonder Woman across the face. It didn't do any damage but it distracted her and the mutant squirmed out of the hold and grabbed one of the heroine's arms. She twisted it viciously forcing Wonder Woman onto her stomach. The heroine gasped as her still sensitive breasts were pushed into the floor. Wonder Woman convulsed and lifted BK off of her but only for a moment. Soon the snarling mutant was on the attack once more.

Wanda smiled and signaled Grunt-Grunt to get her a drink.

Thor and Hercules were kissing passionately and Nora was trying her best to keep it that way. As long as they didn't realize it was her lips on them she had free reign to move around their bodies. Kissing, licking and sucking their penis had managed to work them into a new height of passion and set them up for her next move. She lifted herself up and gently forced the gods bodies together. They lay facing each other and Nora straddled them both. Bracing herself she reached down and took hold of each of the gods penis. Once she had them both Nora started to move her hands up and down the shaft of each. Growls made her look up and into the face of each god. Revulsion and anger filled their faces.

"Wanda told me to do this to you." Nora said as their angry glares burned into her. "Just try to think it as yourselves."

Thor and Hercules both grunted and went back to kissing each other. Nora sighed with relief and kept on stroking. These were men she knew, gods maybe, but still men. There was a chance she could escape. As Thor and Hercules grew more passionate Nora worked harder. With all her strength she pulled and teased each penis. With snarls of love Thor and Hercules drew each other together in a hug. Thor and Hercules were breathing in quick short gasp and their skin was almost too hot to touch. Fighting to breathe Nora concentrated her fingers on the spot just under the head of each penis and pinched.

With a roar that nearly deafened her both gods came. Hot semen shot from each penis and slammed into Nora's skin with enough force to stun her. She had been prepared for that, but not for the electrical charge that followed it. Suddenly Nora felt like she'd kissed a light socket. She screamed as raw power washed over and into her body, triggering an erotic response greater than any Nora had ever even imagined. A thousand orgasms cascaded up and down her spine all at once. Nora felt her body explode and reform.

In the end it amazed the reporter that she was still conscious. On either side of her the gods slept. Nora's hunch had been right men were men. Even gods would turn right over and go to sleep. Slowly and trying to ignore the semen smeared over most of her body Nora slipped off of the bed. Her last thought was that a bath would be a nice idea. Then blackness claimed her.

Wonder Woman was laughing. It wasn't entirely by her choice. The fight between her and BK had lasted nearly an hour and the amazon had surprised Wanda by winning. Trapping BK in a modified wrestling hold Wonder Woman had held the mutant immobile. BK was on her stomach with her legs bent and trapped by Wonder Woman's legs. One wrist was held between her shoulder blades while the other arm was stretched out above her head. It was a stalemate as Wonder Woman couldn't let go of BK to do anything else, but BK wasn't able to move either. They had lain there for fifteen minutes before Wanda got bored with their grunting and signaled Grunt-Grunt to move in.

Now Wonder Woman lay stretched out on the floor. Grunt-Grunt held her arms above her head while BK sat on the heroine's legs and used her tail to tickled the souls of Wonder Woman's feet. BK had tied a cat toy to Wonder Woman's clitoris and batted at it with her hand.

Nora woke up feeling great. Better than she ever had before. Standing the reporter had looked around in astonishment. It was like the world was brand new. Nora saw colors as if it were the first time she had ever seen them. She looked at the gods unconscious on the bed and contempt ran through her. To think they had actually bothered her, it seemed insane.

Snorting Nora walked over to the tub and tested the water. It felt warm, almost hot. Sighing she eased herself into it. First she would get clean, then she would seek out Wicked Wanda and show that witch who was in charge now.

Thus involved in her fantasies Nora didn't hear the door open. The clunk-clunk of steps caused her to look up. Standing in the doorway was a man encased in armor-shaped glass. Or at least it looked like glass. The man was walking normally so Nora guessed it wasn't really glass. He stood nearly six feet tall and had curly black hair. A mustache completed a handsome face with blue eyes. He was completely naked under the glass.

"I am palace security." He said. "You are to come with me."

"No." Nora said.

"The Dark Red One commands." He said.

"No." Nora repeated.

The man walked over to Nora and took her wrist.

"Come with me." He said.

Nora grabbed hold of his wrist and stood up, lifting the man in the glass with her. She held him above her head for a moment. Then Nora slammed him into the wall with all her might. He went through one wall, the next wall and five walls later was still going strong. Nora grunted in satisfaction for a moment. Then she staggered and fell back into the tub. The mental euphoria that had possessed her suddenly fled and Nora reporter suddenly realized what she had done and what she had been thinking. It was like waking from a dream and not knowing if it was a good dream or a bad dream. In shock Nora sat in the bath and hugged her knees to her chest.

"That was electra-great." A voice to her left said. Nora looked over and saw Dynagrrl standing by the tub. "I thought you didn't have any powers."

"Your alive!" Nora squeaked grabbing the shrunken heroine. Dyna yelped as Nora held her in one hand.

"Take it easy!" she shouted.

"Sorry." Nora said easing her grip. "But how did you survive?"

"I don't have a lot of mass so I don't land too hard." Dyna said. "How did you do that to Iron Man?"

"Iron Man?"

"The guy you just threw through the wall. Wicked Wanda never liked the thought that Iron Man chose the Wasp over her, so she sealed him into the armor and made it transparent. He's really strong."

"Oh." Nora leaned back in the tub and set Dynagrrl onto her knees. Dyna was unsteady for a moment but soon regained her balance. "I don't know, he was grabbing and I just… How did I do that?"

"You made love to Thor and Hercules!" Dynagrrl said.

"Yea, so." Nora blushed.

"Wanda cast a spell over them a long time ago. Every time they make love some of their power is transferred to the person they are having sex with."

"Wow." The word escaped Nora in a low whisper.

"Yea, but she gave it up when it because of the flaw."

"The flaw?" Nora's heart dropped into her stomach.

"Well, every time Wanda made love to Thor and Herc she'd get some of their powers, but every time she made love with anyone else and came she'd loose the powers for a while."

"Oh." Nora said. "So as long as I don't have an orgasm I'll keep the power?"

"Yea, but if you have one you'll loose it for a while."

"How long?"

"A few hours."

"Oh." Nora said again. For some reason it seemed perfectly reasonable to her. Some part of Nora was screaming about how crazy it all was, but she wasn't really paying attention to that part of herself anymore.

"Do you think I'm strong enough to beat Wicked Wanda?"

"Electra-no." Dyna said sadly. "She's way to tough."

"Oh." Nora sat back and tried to think. "Isn't there anyway to beat her? Isn't there anyone left who's still fighting?"

"Only you and that Wonder Woman, and I don't think she's gonna last too long."

Remembering the limp body in the throne room Nora had to agree. Then she remembered something else and an idea popped into her mind.

"Dyna, this is important, can you get use back to Skytower's lab?"

"Yea."

"Are you sure, it's not like when we were looking for an exit."

"No I'm electra-sure. I've escaped from the lab a lot of times and he's always brought me back. Sometimes he let me escape so he could try out some new thing to catch me with."

"He's worse than Wanda." Nora declared.

"Yea." Dyna said her small face twisting into a cute frown.

"Come on then." Nora said taking her in one hand. "Let's go."

Wanda would normally have paid attention when palace security reported on Iron Man's defeat. But she was having too much fun. She lay back in her bed, one hand playing with a nipple the other holding a vibrator between her legs. On a raised bed a few feet away Wonder Woman squirmed and moaned. Grunt-Grunt knelt behind her thrusting with the wild sort of energy that comes to orcs when they are taking a captive. That would usually have made Wonder Woman scream but her face lay between BK's legs. BK held each of Wonder Woman's hands in hers and held the fingers of each at an awkward angle. Each time Wonder Woman stopped and tried to pull away BK would bend her fingers until the helpless heroine returned.

What was really turning Wanda on was the knowledge that Wonder Woman wasn't beaten yet. Given half a chance the heroine would still fight back. In fact she was trying to fight back by closing her legs and pulling away. It wasn't doing her any good. She was too weak to push Grunt-Grunt away and if she stopped licking at BK's clitoris the mutant was very ready to break the heroines fingers one by one.

Given all that Wanda was in no mood to respond to palace security. Nora wasn't someone she had to worry about.

Skytower concentrated as he micro-soldered a lead into place. It was never easy to micro-solder and wearing a football helmut didn't help. But there was a lot of work to do. Working for a tyrant had perks, he had always known that. But there was a down side as well. When they wanted results they wanted RESULTS. Failure wasn't a word they acknowledged but they knew well the meaning of pain. And if he failed he'd share that knowledge. In his long life he had learned that if you avoided failure you could avoid pain.

So involved was the gnome in his work that he didn't hear a thing when Nora and Dyna sneaked into the lab and took Wonder Woman's golden lasso from the analyzer. He had a brief glimpse of something gold settling over his head and then his will was simply erased.

"Gotcha!" Dynagrrl shouted.

"Turn around." Nora commanded. Skytower did and Nora blushed as he stared at her nude body. "Don’t look at me."

"OK." He said turning his gaze to Dynagrrl.

"How do we…" Nora started then stopped. "Why are you wearing a football helmet."

"I got hit on the head twice today."

"So?"

"You never get hit on the head just twice."

With a growl Nora grabbed the helmet and threw it across the lab. She hated being a straight person.

"Can you tell us how to defeat Wicked Wanda, get me and Wonder Woman home and make Dynagrrl and Electra-Woman big again? And do you have any cloths we can wear?"

"Yes. Yes. No. Yes."

It was during the 12^th orgasm that Wanda realized something was very wrong. BK and Grunt-Grunt lay exhausted on their bed. Wonder Woman lay on her stomach, her arms bound into a single glove once more. Her tongue played with the inside of Wanda's womb. If she slowed even for a moment Wanda's whip slapped against the helpless heroine's ass.

Wanda cried out and arched her back as the energy erupted from her body. In that instant she knew something was wrong. Her body felt soft and cool. Wanda opened her eyes and glimpsed something fall across her face. Then she was bound by Wonder Woman's golden lasso. Helpless.

She lay on the floor in Skytower's lab. Skytower was sitting to one side munching on a pizza. He was held in a force field generated by Dynagrrl. Dynagrrl was wearing a tiny version of her original costume.

Holding the lasso that bound Wanda was Nora. Nora was wearing a pair of hip huggers and a tie died shirt that Wanda hadn't seen since the 60's Girl had been defeated.

"Don't talk." Nora said as Wanda opened her mouth. "Don't talk, don't try to get free. Don't do anything."

Wanda strove with all her might and called upon all the dark power and knowledge she had earned and stolen in her long live. None of it did any good.

"I guessed it would work on her." Skytower said. "Wasn't sure though."

"Wonder Woman?" Dyna asked going to the slumping heroine. The amazon groaned.

"What did you do to her?" Nora demanded.

"I had two of my lackey's rape and her then I forced her to come down on me." Wanda replied.

"Come on." Nora said tugging on the lasso.

Unable to free herself Wanda followed Nora to a corner of the lab.

"Skytower can be really helpful when you wrap this around him." Nora said pulling on the rope. "He told us how to get you here and what could keep you here."

Wanda gasped as she recognized what Nora was pulling her toward. In the dim light it could have been a Victorian chaise lounge in the grip of an upside-down spider. But it wasn't. The Tormentron Ultra was Skytower's greatest invention. From a central point under the table at least 50 arms curved upward. Some were metalic, some organic, some alive and some dead. Each arm was capable of over 500 torments apiece. Skytower had finished it at the beginning of Wanda's reign and occasionally grumbled that he never got to use it.

For the first time in a very long time Wanda felt afraid.

A null power field would prevent even her from freeing herself and a force field would stop anyone from freeing her. It would keep going for as long as the power cell worked, and Skytower had built that to last for years.

"Get on." Nora ordered.

Trembling Wanda eased herself onto the lounge. Clamps activated automatically, seizing her wrist and ankles. All 50 arms hummed and started to quiver.

"After I turn it on she'll be trapped right?" Nora called.

"Yep." Skytower said. "Until the power cell runs down."

"How long will that be?"

"246 years, 12 hours, 15 minutes, 21 seconds." Skytower said.

Nora reached down and pressed the 'start' button. Then she pulled the lasso off.

"I knew it would work." Skytower said as Wicked Wanda's screams filled the room. "I told her and told and her but she wouldn't listen to me."

"Why do you build this stuff?" Nora demanded walking over to him.

"Cause she told me too."

"Why didn't you say no?"

"She'd hurt me."

"So she forced you?"

"No."

"Then WHY?" Nora yelled wrapping the lasso around him. Dynagrrl released her forcefield.

"Well as long as I kept making what she wanted she gave me free pizza and let me test stuff."

"It hurts people!" Nora shouted.

"Well duh." Skytower said. "That's why I built it!"

Exasperated Nora hit him on the head. Skytower slumped to the ground unconscious and Nora turned to Wonder Woman and Dynagrrl.

"Easy does it." Dynagrrl said as she watched Wonder Woman stand up.

"My thanks." Wonder Woman said. Reaching over she took her golden belt and put it around her waist.

Nora thought the heroine looked a bit silly wearing just the belt but didn't say anything.

"I will need to rest on Paradise Island when I return to my own dimension." Wonder Woman said her voice week. "But can we return to our worlds?"

"No problem." Dyna said. "Skytower showed us how to…"

"Nora!" Dynagrrl shouted pointing toward the far side of the room.

Nora and Wonder Woman looked as Skytower hit a few buttons and leaped into the transporter. There was a flash of light and he was gone.

Epilogue

In the inter-dimensional barroom known as SuperHeroines Imperilled Skytower sat nursing his drink. This wasn't going to look good on the resume. It wasn't his fault, not like last time. But then who ever believed lackeys? Glancing around he pulled back a bit further into the booth. Icons' of purity they may have been, but some heroines could really hold a grudge and he wasn't sure the barroom was neutral enough ground incase they came in.

He was sure that Nora and Wonder Woman made it home, the lasso had forced him to show Nora how to use the machine. Hopefully they would never find him. Or if they did he'd be employed again. He glanced at the wants adds and frowned. He had liked working for Wicked Wanda. She was good at supplying the spare parts and pizza.

Skytower sighed and stood up. There was no use feeling sorry for himself, it was time to find another job. He dropped a coin on the table and turned. The android waitress appeared and stopped him.

"Current Currency only." The curvy machine said.

"Oh yea." Skytower picked up the coin and looked at it. It was a Wanda Buck, the only currency Wanda allowed on her world. On one side was a picture of Wicked Wanda seated on her throne. Above her were the words "YOU WILL SERVE ME…" and on the back was a picture of an open grave with the words "OR DIE" underneath it.

"Price of boredom I guess." Skytower sighed again and started to search for his credit card.

END.

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