Terror of the Soulless one

Part 3.  Regretting Passion

by Skytower

There are sounds that bring an instant response from those who hear them. For some animals that sound is a twig snapping, or a leaf falling to the ground. For any soldier in the mid-20th century that sound was the click-clock of a riffle being cocked.

Wonder Woman and Etta Candy heard that sound a few moments after they stepped through the waterfall. They froze and their eyes searched the small cave. It was behind a waterfall, with part of the water run off forming a small pool. Multicolored lanterns that hung on the wall lit the cave, though not very well.

"Step forward." A harsh voice ordered in English. It had a slight German accent.

"Who are you?" Wonder Woman asked. She stayed calm and still. Beside Wonder Woman Etta, recognizing a male voice, used her hands to cover her body. Both women were nude, though Diana still wore her bracelets. Diana didn't bother to cover herself.

"Move into the cave."

Diana considered their options. It was night and the jungle was far too dangerous to travel through. She didn't have her powers without her golden belt. But if he had wanted to kill them both she and Etta would be dead.

"Come on Etta." She said guiding her friend past the pool and onto the small beach.

"Who are you?" the voice asked. Sound echoing in the cave made it impossible for them to judge where it was coming from.

"My name is Nancy Drew." Diana said. "This is my friend Etta Candy."

Etta stayed still and silent and Wonder Woman hoped she had picked up on the ruse. Without her powers Diana didn't want to broadcast who she was. Especially not to someone with a German accent.

"You seem too healthy for Miss Syn to throw you away."

"A German U-Boat tried to take over the island." Diana said feeling herself blush. "We escaped during the battle."

"Have you been forced to mate with any of the apes yet?"

"No."

Something flew out of the darkness and landed with a clank at their feet. Etta jumped back a step but Diana stayed still. Two pairs of manacles lay in the sand.

"Put those on."

"No!" Etta said.

The sound of the gunshot was like a cannon in the small cave and the bullet kicked up the sand in front of them.

"Put them on." The voice commanded again.

"Alright!" Diana said. She bent down and picked up the manacles. They were old and heavy. Encrusted with rust they were obviously intended for men. With luck she might be able to get her hands free.

"Behind your backs." The voice said when Diana had started to chain Etta's wrist in front of her.

Grimly Diana complied. When Etta was secured Diana slipped one wrist into the manacle and then with a quick movement moved her other wrist behind her back and clamped that one as well. The chain between the manacles was about a foot long, but sturdy for all of its rust.

"Lay face down on the sand."

With a look of hopelessness to each other Diana and Etta got down on their knees and then lay face down on the sand. After a few moments Diana felt someone behind her. A heavy weight pressed against her legs and the manacles were checked. Then the same was done to Etta.

"You can turn over now."

They did and Diana could see that Etta was blushing furiously. Because her wrist were chained behind her back Etta's body was fully revealed. Etta was pretty, not beautiful. Her hips were wide and her breasts were small. Her face was framed by brown hair that normally curled but was now wet and plastered to her head. Only the sand sticking to her wet skin offered any cover. Diana felt the same sense of helplessness and embarrassment. Diana was taller than Etta and her breasts were nearly twice as large.

The man stood at least six feet tall. Blonde haired and blue eyed. He wore the uniform of a nazi SS officer, or what was left of one. The pants were torn and the shirtsleeves were gone. The rifle in his hands was in perfect condition. He looked at the two helpless women and the smirk on his face as he took in their nude bodies told Diana all she needed to know about him.

"Who are you?" Diana asked again.

"I am SS Captain Helmut Steiber." He announced walking around to their heads. Putting the gun down he pushed them up into sitting positions. "Come, we shall talk more in my dwelling. He helped them stand up, his hands lingering on both women's breasts and asses as he did so. Etta squawked as his hand moved over her body but Diana kept silent.

"Why are we in chains?" she asked.

"You are American's." Captain Steiber said giving them a slight push toward the back of the cave. "And you are women, I trust neither."

As they walked toward the back of the cave Diana was able to see a building. It has half buried but the style of the architecture matched the ones she had seen in the larger cave. The captain pushed them through a black curtain and into a small house. The inside of the building was large, going back at least 20 feet into the rock wall. In the center of the room was a raised platform. On it was a bowl filled with something that was glowing white. What ever it was gave off an omni-directional breeze of warm dry air. Around the walls were more of the multicolored lanterns. To one side was a chair and desk made from driftwood and piled on it were dried grey leaves with black writing on them. On the far wall was a bed of dried grass. The captain pushed them over to the platform and pushed them down to their knees. Then he went over and sat at the desk.

"You are a welcome interruption from my self appointed task." He said putting the dried leaves into a neat pile. "Usually my pet only brings me small animals to eat."

"You trained that snake?" Etta asked.

"I have had over a year on this island." The Captain said turning to look at them. "One has to pass the time."

His gaze lingered on their bodies and Diana knew what was on his mind.

"How did you get here?" she asked hoping to draw him out.

"I was attending a conference on eugenics in Berlin." The captain said. "My father introduced me to Miss Syn. She was quite impressed with my family, my father is a biologist of some note, my sister nearly won a noble prize in physics, but some damn kike denied her the award. Aside from my duties as an SS officer I am amateur botanist." He sighed and picked up a cup from the desk. He filled it with water from a clay jar and drank it. "I've found my little hobby to be quite useful in the past year."

"How did you get here?" Diana asked.

"I went to sleep in my hotel room one night after the conference." Helmut said. "When I awoke my sister and I were in chains on Miss Syn's yacht."

"My god she's brazen." Etta whispered.

"Yes she is." Helmut said with a note of admiration in his voice. "I was put to work when I got here helping her with her plants, my sister was held hostage for my co-operation."

"Where is your sister now?" Diana asked.

"I don't know." Helmut said. "She was working in the old city, my sister aside from physics was fond of archeology, another reason we were brought here. She and I were working with some of the apes to clear a building from the rubble. Once it was clear we went into it and discovered a room. Inside the room was a shimmering jewel on a pedestal. It was projecting an image on the wall of a jungle, much like this one. We were examining it when the Earth shifted and my sister fell into the projection."

"Into it?" Etta asked.

"Yes." Helmut's eyes glowed with wonder as he recalled it. "It was not a projection, but some portal, but to where I do not know. But before I could follow her the jewel fell and broke into two pieces."

"I'm sorry." Diana said.

"She will survive." Helmut said. "She is German. I know Miss Syn is searching the world over for a gem expert. Shortly after that I escaped by using one of the tunnels into this part of the island."

"There are tunnels?" Diana asked.

"Yes. How did you find your way here?"

"The u-boat exploded." Etta said. "It broke open part of the wall."

"Ah. So you and the sailors ran for it?"

"Yes and I followed." Diana said.

"The plants here are very dangerous as you know." Helmut said.

"As we've found out." Diana said. "Is all of this her doing?"

"No." Helmut stepped over to Etta and held the cup to her lips. She drank thankfully. "The people who lived on this island long ago were tinkerers with life. My sister speculated that such tinkering was the cause of their destruction." He offered the water to Diana and she too drank. "From what little I have seen it was a great civilization. Miss Syn's grandfather, a pirate from what I have learned, found the place. It is a nearly perfect pirate haven. I've found a fortune of jewels and gold in the caves."

"And our restraints." Diana said.

"Yes. I was hoping to use them on Miss Syn, she and I have some unfinished business, but they work well on you.

"What are you going to do now?" Etta said. "Hold us prisoner?"

"No." he said putting the cup back on the table. "You are my ticket off of this island."

"How?" Diana asked. "You can't give us back to Miss Syn."

"No, she would never let me leave. I know the location of this place. But I have built a small boat. It will carry me away from here, if I can escape her guardian."

"Guardian?" Etta asked.

"Once, a few months ago, a few of the women took a small boat and headed out to sea." He shook his head. "It was a foolish attempt, but I can understand why they took it. Better death than to be forced to mate with those apes."

"What happened to them?"

"A gigantic creature rose from the depts. It was shaped like a crab, but as big as a cruiser. The women panicked and swam back to the island. A few stayed in the boat. The creature killed the women in the water first, and the women in the boat nearly made it. Past a certain point the crab creature would not pursue them. It stopped and turned away."

"They got away?" Etta asked.

"No, Miss Syn fired a rocket of some sort from the mountain and blew them up. The key however was that the creature went after the swimmers first."

"You are going to use us to distract it?" Etta asked.

"Yes. I will set sail, and if I am attacked I shall drop the two of you overboard. I feel confident that while it is pursuing you I shall be able to get away."

"So you plan to sacrifice our lives for your freedom." Diana said coldly.

"Not without regret." The captain said shrugging off her contempt. "I regret that you may die, but my duty comes first. My country must know of this place no matter what the cost."

"When do we set sail?" Etta demanded.

"Tomorrow night." Helmut said. "I will finish loading my supplies and we will set off. Who knows, with luck you may not be needed. I have not seen the crab creature for months."

One of the lanterns on the wall flickered and then went out. A keening low-pitched cry could be heard in coming from the other lanterns. Diana and Etta looked around in shock.

"What was that?" Etta gasped out.

"Nothing really." Helmut said. He got up and walked over to the lantern. Opening it took out a small creature and showed it too them. "This is one of the odder forms of insect life on this island."

"It's a fairy!" Etta exclaimed.

The creature did look like the western idea of a fairy. It was long and slender with butterfly shaped wings and a pink body. It had arms and legs, but there was no obvious sex. Its face was human except for large multi-faceted eyes. The creature was thin and pale. It trembled in the man's hand.

"That is what I thought too at first." Helmut said. "I spent months trying to understand what I thought was a language. But I soon realized they were insects, curiosities." With a casual movement he slapped the creature between his palms and dropped it into the bowl, which glowed brighter. "This plant consumes them and gives off heat and light."

"You monster!" Etta shouted.

"Sentimental Americans." Helmut said giving off a harsh bark of laughter. "They are insects, hundreds of them live on this island. Would you cry for a fly in a spiders web?"

Going over to the bed he reached under it and pulled out a coil of thick rope.

"For now it is late and I wish to sleep."

He pushed Etta onto her stomach and tied her ankles together. Once they were tied he pulled the rope up and ran it through the chains between her wrists. He pulled it tight, hog tying her. A shorter length of rope tied around her head and pressed into her mouth served as a gag.

"What if you are picked up by an American ship?" Diana asked as he tied her ankles.

"Then I shall become Monsieur Charles Franques." Helmut said in perfect French. "A marooned refugee from the Japanese invasion of the Philippines."

He gagged her before Diana could ask any more questions. Then he pushed the two women closer to each other and tied their legs and necks together. Finally he used a strip of cloth to blindfold them.

"I bid you good night ladies." He said calmly.

Diana made herself sleep once she realized that it was impossible to get out of the ropes and chains. The SS captain was so much like the rest of his kind. He didn't see the beauty of the world, he saw only what he could make use off. Diana had a plan that might get her and Etta to safety, but it depended upon how much of a gentleman Captain Steiber thought himself to be.

Sometime in the night Diana was woken up. She could feel the ropes that held her and Etta together being untied. Once that was done she was lifted and carried a short distance, then Diana felt the dried grass of the captains bed under as she was put down.

Diana knew what was going to happen and she steeled herself for the coming rape. At least Etta would be spared.

The gag and blindfold were removed and Captain Steiber loomed over her.

"Tomorrow may very well be your last day of life." He said with a hint of sadness in his voice. "I offer you the chance to spend this last night with me."

"Very generous of you." Diana said coldly.

"It has been well over a year since I have had a woman." Helmut said. He showed her a small cup filled with white powder. "This is the dust from the plant that you and your friend encountered. One whiff of it and you will not resist me."

"So you are offering me a choice of rape by force or rape by drugs." Diana said keeping her voice carefully neutral.

"If you look at it that way." Helmut said. He reached down between her legs and moved his hand over her shaven pussy. "I sense that you are the more worldly woman, one who appreciates what a woman's role is in this world."

Etta or I, Diana thought picking up on the subtle threat. It was hardly a chivalrous deed, but then as an SS officer this man saw himself as a noble being. That he was giving her, a non aryan a choice, was in his mind being kind. Diana had learned the hard way that kindness could be used.

"I don't want to use the dust." Diana said. "But I want a promise from you."

"What then?"

"Leave my friend alone." Diana said. "You're right, she's not as worldly as I am. What happened this morning nearly drove her mad."

"Very well." He said putting down the dust.

"One other thing." Diana said and this time she let a bit of desperation seep into her voice.

"Yes?" Helmut asked keeping his hand on the dust.

"Before we go tomorrow, can we at least get Etta and my clothes back?"

Helmut nodded and smiled and he began to remove his shirt.

"I understand." He said. Taking his shirt off he pulled Diana into a sitting position and unlocked one of the manacles. Then he raised her arms above her head and put the chains that linked the manacles through a ring in the wall. After that he fastened her wrist into the manacle again.

"I said I would." Diana said pulling her arms against the restraints.

"I don't trust you that much." Helmut said leaning down to kiss her.

Diana tried to retreat into her mind, into her dreams of Steve, but she wasn't able to. The position of her arms lifted up her breast and they grew warm and stiff as Helmut's hands found them. Her breathing grew hard and short and her stomach twisted as the German eased his tongue into her mouth. Diana wanted with all her soul to resist, but couldn't. Even if her arms were free she might not be able to overcome him. So Diana let her tongue meet his. For a time that was short and long he kissed her, then he moved down from her mouth to her neck while his hands reached bellow her stomach. Once between her legs they massaged her naked pussy, pressing hard against the edges, but not pushing inward.

Diana gasped and pulled at her chains as he took one breast into his mouth and sucked hard at the nipple. One of his hands reached behind her and started to massage her ass, while the other kept rubbing hard against the now went entrance to her womb.

Diana let go of her body, not fighting the wave of passion that swept over her. A part of her knew shame for that, for letting herself enjoy what she knew was a rape. But like any warrior Diana knew that she had to use every weapon, and her body, and the German's believe that her body was his, was a weapon.

He traveled up her body once more to kiss her on the mouth. Somehow his pants were off and Diana felt his penis rub against her. Her pussy was slick and swollen and she arched her back slightly to feel his member against her.

Helmut took that as an invitation and pressed inward, only a little way, then withdrew. He did that a few times, then pulled away entirely so he could amuse himself with her breasts. Diana gasped out in frustrated passion, only the little bit of self control she had left preventing her from crying out loud and possibly waking Etta.

Helmut laughed gently and traveled up to her mouth once more. This time he pushed into her fully and together they rocked back and forth. Diana heard a roaring in her ears as her body built toward a release of energy. Only the sound of her chains clanking against the stone reminded her that she was bound.

They climaxed together and then collapsed into a gasping heap of spent flesh. Out of the corner of her eye Diana saw a look of complete contentment on his face. A small part of the amazon felt a rush of victorious energy. She had won.

"Over a year." Helmut said and reached for her again.

The German took Diana three times over the course of the rest of the night. Each time though their positions did not change he managed to introduce a new technique into his lovemaking that surprised Diana. Though she still knew it was rape, it was a tender sort of rape compared to what she had been put through in the past. The rough brutal men who sought to punish her could not compare to the sophistication of the German officer. Only after the third time, when Diana was sure he was fully asleep did the amazon let the shame and contempt she felt for herself come to the surface. She lay awake her body still covered in sweat and the love juice from both their bodies, and waged an internal struggle.

On one side was her desire to save Etta from what Diana feared her friend was not ready to endure. But Diana could not deny that she had, on a physical level, enjoyed the sex. But she could also not deny that had they met in another place, had she gotten to know Helmut Stieber, she might have liked him. The fact that she might have liked the man who raped her stirred a torrent of self-hatred in the proud amazon princess. The men who had raped her before were men she could pity or hate, never like.

But I won, she thought, and with that thought doused the rest of her feelings. Tomorrow he would be kind, that Diana was sure. He would take them to get their clothes and Diana would regain her belt of strength and magic lasso. And after that Captain Helmut Steiber would never remember that he made love to her.

As she finally fell asleep Diana wished that she could use the lasso on herself.

To be continued...