The Emerald Chronicles
Chapter 4
By Alexandra and Jen

A couple of weeks had gone by since the run it with the Master and his goons, and I was going out on my first patrol since then. The reason for the delay? Well, it seemed that the Master's spell had done something to my calves, it sort of lengthened them, when I was Emerald, requirng quite high heels to walk comfortably. As I didn't have any boots with high enough heels, I hadn't patrolled for a bit, but tonight, I was going to. I was gonna sweep campus, then check up on the K9s. So, tonight's costume was fairly different. It was my normal top and belt, though sans tights, and with Delilah's high heeled shoes.

It was a Saturday night. I started out about eight o'clock and got to campus around nine. I was feeling a little exposed, as I was not used to patrolling without tights. When the wind gusted, I could feel the chill along my legs.

I reached the edge of campus. It was a pretty impressive university, in size at least. It was adequate in quality, with some pockets of excellence. On this side the campus was bordered by a beautiful old cast iron fence that had three gates, and elaborate frills around the spikes that topped it. I arrived at the center gate, passed through ut, and headed down a fairly dark path.

Just inside the gate I walked by a young couple on thier way out, and I noticed that they stared as I walked by. I heard the boy whisper something, and the girl smacked him then giggled. I didn't pay them much mind as I continued along the path. It went between two old buildings, science and engineering. Both were huge, tall, and shadowy, and mostly dark, with a few lights to show people who were working this Saturday night.

I kept walking, planning to come out near K9 turf. The route took me past the closed, and dark, library. Not many people were out, but I was soon catching up to a pair of students, both male, going the same direction I was. I was soon up to them, and started to step around them, when one of them, who was meandering, nearly forced me off the path.

I stopped, so I wouldn't crash into him. "I'm sorry." I said with a smile "I almost bumped into you."

He meandered back towards the center of the path, and his buddy tapped him, and pointed my way with his chin. They both stopped, turning, and stared. "Ohh, s'alright lady." said the one I'd nearly hit. Otherwise they were silent, grinning, and letting eyes roam over me.

I posed for a moment, left hand on my hip, at an angle, legs slightly apart. I wasn't quite sure why, but surely it couldn't hurt.

Finally, the second found his tongue. "You must be going to the Beta House, right? So're we. Come on!" He put out a friendly arm to guide me.

"Well, no, I'm not, but thanks for the invitation." I said, still smiling as I broke the pose.

They both looked crestfallen. "Oh." Still, they perked up enough to watch me as I walked past them, stepping aside to let me by. I walked on, slower now, glancing about.

I went past another building to the left, I wasn't sure what it was, and reached a T intersection of the paths. Now, I had reached Fraternity Row, where the Frat's were all placed, close together, near the north side of campus. The exit gates I wanted were not much beyond here. I could hear music now, different tunes for different houses. Out of one house, I saw a couple emerge. Both were blonde, blue eyes, and perfectly dressed. They went East, while I turned West.

I'd decided, you see, to walk past Beta House. They had a bad rep, and coupled with a party, I decided to just do a walk by. Soon, I was to it. It was the last house before the gate. I heard music, laughing, breaking glass, and then a woman's scream.

With a sigh, I angled to the porch, pushed open the door, and strode inside.

The men by the door gave me some appraising glances. I drifted past them into a smoky, chaotic, room of disheveled young men and women. Mostly men, though. At the moment, attention wasn't on me, it was away from me, where a crowd was near a distraught sounding woman. I immediately headed that way.

As I got close to the crowd, it surged slightly, and two guys pushed out. One was saying, to the other "Man. you're gonna have to pay for that window." I could now see I side window of the next room had been broken, and several guys were looking out of it. One of them turned around, and yelled "He's ok, guys, he's up." Someone repeated the words to the woman, who now seemed relieved.

I asked someone "How did the window get broken."

He looked at me fuzzily. "Dick...went through't. S'ok, s'fine."

I figured out some frat boy, tanked up, had fallen through it, and his girlfriend had screamed. No crisis, and I turned to head out, to return to my patrol.

The music once more got loud and the crowd broke up, some starting to dance, and now, of course, some noticed me. One of them said "Woo! Baby! Look guys, a green angel!" More people looked, and soon I was the center of attention.

I chuckled, as I walked, weaving through the crowd.

I saw, by the door, the two guys I'd spoken to on the path arriving. One noticed me. "You came!" he said, and pointed at me. This drew even more attention to me, as he added "She said she wouldn't, but here she is."

From my left, another Beta stepped into my way, and offered me a drink. He stammered out some words. "Here y'are hun! Welcome, from the Betas! First drink is on the house, and so are the rest!" He was holding the drink over my breasts, and, from his stagger, I thought it might soon be on them.

"No thank you." I said with a smile. "I'm not drinking tonight." I gently pushed the drink away, as I moved to step around him.

There was a chorus of "Awws!" from all around. "Not drinking? Not drinking?" The concept seemed foreign the the guy. He pressed against me, not allowing me past him, while he tried to figure it out. "But...but everyone has to drink. Rule of the house!" From all around, whoops and the din continued. The music was very loud, making it hard to think. The drink was sloshing in the glass, but was so far still inside it.

"I'm sorry, I can't" I said, with a smile. "How about you have it for me?" I gently pushed him back, thinking that perhaps it wasn't the smartest idea to barge into a room of drunken frat guys. He stopped to consider that, and I pressed past him, angling for the door, before too many guys surrounded me.

Another stepped into my path, his eyes more alert than most here. He was a few inches taller than me, even with my heels, and he was much broader, and those eyes seemed sort of commanding. "Surely you wouldn't be refusing out hospitality, darling?" That caused a chorus of "Wooahh!" from all around.

I smiled. "Not at all. I'm working, so you see, I can't drink." I did stop walking, hoping he'd move.

"Working! Why didn't you say so?" came a voice from behind me. "Guys, you know, she's a stripper or something." Cheers drown out the music for a couple seconds, and the man in front just smirked, and didn't move.

I shook my head, and I stepped back, opening up a slight gap so I could walk around him. "I'm a super heroine. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be going."

I bumped someone, and whoever it was stepped away quickly. The man in front stepped forward, and pretty smootly. He was clearly not drunk. "Is that so, a super heroine, here in our little Beta house!" There were more whoops from around the room. 'Show us a trick!" "Breathe fire!" "I bet she flies" were some of the comments I heard. The one in front kept his eyes on me, hardly seeming to blink. "What do you do, my little super heroine darling?"

"I...I...uhh, I don't have any tricks." I stammered. "But, I do have a job, now, please, excuse me." I didn't want to do anything to him, even though I was mad at his calling me darling. But, he hadn't done anything wrong, so again, I went to step past him.

From all around, there were a confusion of voices and of questions. "She's not really a heroine is she?" "Sure." "I think she's a stripper." "What's in the belt?" "Maybe a ray beam or something." The man to my front was subdued. "You can't leave without a drink. House rules. Everyone knows that. A drink to get in, and a drink to get out." He jerked his head, and my benfactor, still holding my drink, shambled up again, offering it. The crowd was closer now. The man to my front hardly moved, just enough to keep between me and the door, and I couldn't quickly duck around him without pushing into the crowd.

I could feel quite a few people all around me, but I was annoyed. I looked at the big guy, and with some sharpness to my tone, I said "Look, I am not a college chick here at your party. I came in because I heard a scream. Once I saw everything was ok, I was leaving. Now, please get out of my way."

My tone had no impact on him, as he was like a rock in my path. Another voice, behind and to my right said "No kiddin. I'd remember you if you were in my classes." Others are milling about, incoherently, although I dud hear the word 'drink' often enough. Not all of the guys here were around me - there were other women in the house, and they now had less competetion for them, but the crowd around me was thick and close. The man to my front said, sternly "Don't know you, and it wouldn't matter if we did. Drink to get in, one to get out. Simple rules - don't you heroines obey rules?"

The crowd was close, so close that occasionally a man got pushed forward, and bumped into me before he could stop himself. It happened to the left, right, and back of me. "Look" I said, reasonably "if I wasn't working, I'd love to have a drink. How about you give me a rain check, and step aside so I can go." I stepped back, as I said that, into someone. His hand grazed over my bottom, while another one got bumped into me, his hand brushing my inner thigh. My voice rose, as the two hands touched, ever so briefly, and the 'go' sounded like a yelp. I was now feeling nervous in the center of this circle, as I didn't want to hurt any of them.

There was a flicker of amusement in the man's eyes, I mentally dubbed him Leader now, at my yelp. For a fraction of a second his eyes went side to side, then came back to mine, as he took a stop closer. "Right" he said "we've never seen you before, and I doubt we will again. You think you're too good for us, maybe?" His voice was harder now. To complicate matters, the circle was so tight, that every time the crowd surged, a hand bumped me. Twice, I felt touches along my hip.

I tried to ignore the accidental touches. I could let them slide, until one was deliberate. I said "No, I can't, I'm working. I can't drink on duty. It's a union rule." The last was said with a smile.

One of them, to my left, said "T'aint right. That chick last week, she was working and drank plenty. And she gave a great show too! What was her name, oh yeah, Mary Marvelous." I had never heard of her, and I figured she must be a stripper who dressed in super heroine attire.

"I'll check into that." I said, casually.

Leader spoke "You can look into it tommorow. For now, why don't you prove you're real?"

"And how would you like me to do that?" I asked, as I seriously considred sending him across the room with a punch.

I was bumped, a little harder, from the right. Two hands touched me at the same time. One cupped my right buttock, the other pressed just below my left breast. The left quickly, but longer than necessary - if they were accidental. Again, though, there wasn't enough blatancy for me to act on.

One to my left leaned in and said "We can only tell you're real if we get a good look, so drop the top, sweetheart, and be a good sport."

I gasped. "I am *not* a stripper!" I said, loudly.

A voice behind me, and to my right said "They look real, I guess. Gotta feel 'em to really know."

"Ok!" I said, angrily. "You've had your fun, guys, now move out of my way!"

There was a chorus of "oohhhs!" from all around. I could also hear that somewhere in the room one of the women was putting on a show of her own. Just then another undrunk man stepped in behind Leader and said, in a clear voice. "Guys, I have a confession." They watched him, listening, but a hand darted onto my left buttock, slid down, and onto the thigh. I reach back, and slapped it away, as confessor kept speaking.

"I wanted to suprise you all, but I have to come clean. She's not a stripper." There were groans of disappointment. Leader kept his eyes on me, as I brought my arm forward again, hoping I'd made my point, and the circle would break apart.

"Now, I know we all like a good party, and it just ain't one without good sex in the living room, as Suzi's demonstrating over there." There were chuckes, and cheers, and a hand slid over my right buttock. I again slapped it away, as Confessor said "But we needed something different, so I went out and spent a little extra. Ok, a lot extra."

Another hand took that one's place as he continued "What do you all think of a real superheroine, down on her luck, and needing cash..." He paused, for effect.

"You lying bastard!" I yelled, slapping away the hands, and now ready to ignore them, as I got ready to lay some people out, break out of the circle, and escape.

...who's agreed to take us on, provided we're men enough to handle her! She's gonna fight and pretend it's for real, so watch yourselves!" I felt a chill at these words.

There was a cheer, then I yelled, and there was some hesiation. Then one, to my right rear, grabbed my right wrist, and started to twist it to the small of my back. Other's in close were either slow to understand what had been implied, or wanted no part of it. But, it didn't take long for the crowd to surge forward, pressing the inner circle close to me, and hampering my maneuver room.

I began to react, twisting to my left, using the grabber as a sorta broom to knock others back. I moved about a quarter turn, opening up a little bit of room. I actually heard men cheering my move, yelling "Yeah, she's for real." I flipped Grabber off my arm, and moved into the gap he opened. My left arm lashed out, knocking another down, widening the gap. I wasn't held, though hands groped at my waist, bottom and left breast.

I barreled into the crowd, knocking away hands groping at my breasts and ass. Mostly, I kept those hands off, though others pawed at my waist. I pressed on, gaining ground, with resistance seeming to be lessening. I heard someone say "Whoa! Check this out!" Then there was a loud buzzing near my ear, and I could hear grunts, and cheers, and curses over the music.

Still, I was at the edge of the crowd, when Leader, his eyes angry, pivoted in front of me, and laid into me with a massive uppercut, his fist ripping into my jaw. I growled, and staggered back a step, but lashed a side kick at Leader's knee. Unfortunately, someone else stepped into it, and staggered back before falling to the ground. However, the other hands took advantage of my attack. I felt a hand in my hair, and my left arm was grabbed, and pulled up and back over my shoulder. There were hands on both hips, though I didn't know if they belonged to one or two men. Others grabbed at my breasts, and one had his hand between my legs.

"Let go of me!" I shouted. I snapped my left arm forward, and it's grabber came up, and over me, flying to crash into the floor, well away from me. I again started to knock hands away, trying to break the press, even ignoring it as Leader ducked in, hit me twice, and lept away. Confessor was shouting, as I lashed about me "I told you! She's a real fighter! I thought you guys were MEN!" I was really pissed with Confessor.

The comments seemed to spur them on, and some of them stood up well under my blows. They were probably so tanked that the didn't feel the punches much. I was again tightly pressed, and hands clutched at me, managing to grab both my arms above the elbow. My left arm was pressed against my body and my right was more out, and being extended. I took a step forward, when a hand darted between my legs, and deftly tore the velcro open. His other hand brought something between my legs - my own commandeered vibrator, which pressed against me from behind. I'd also felt a couple punches, but barely noticed them. A voice from behind said "Man, she came equipped."

I twisted to my right, trying to both prevent the vibrator's entry and to break free of grips. At the same time, I yelled "What you're doing is wrong! You have to stop!" The twist did cause the vibrator to move away from me.

However, my left arm was now behind me, and the man holding it was using two hands to try and twist it up behind me. My right arm was still held, and they were getting bolder. A fist hit my cheek, but it didn't hurt at all. On my right side, a hand left my breast only to grab my top and pull, so I took a step forward. Behind, hands simply didn't leave my bottom. There were so many men around me, that there were enough hands for everything. With me crotch guard open, they were fully enjoying themselves with my bottom, and starting to probe for other places.

I felt a slight surge of panic, but drove forward, trying to use the one on my right arm as a battering ram. I quickly made a foot or so, then my progress slowed, as the men pressed in harder. Left had managed to twist my elbow and bring my up back more. Right was barely holding on as he was being pummeled into his own pals. The one holding my top didn't try and keep me from moving forward. Instead, he yanked the top down, fully exposing my breasts. To make things worse, Toyboy had once more gotten behind me, and had pressed the vibrator againt me. He also said "Man, the slut is wet, guys! She loves it!"

Then Confessor's voice rang out. "Of course! I told you. Now, come on, if she gets away we're out of luck, and still have to pay her". I kept, slowly, pressing through them, as I felt a hand on my front thigh. Someone else called out "She have another of them dildo things?"

I was feeling very nervous now, between the vibrator, and the hands. As I kept surging to break free, I yelled "I am not a call girl! This isn't a game! You have to stop now!" All my words did though was seem to edge them on.

I was still moving, some men having been pressed away. Others moved in though, and grabbed for my breasts. In a flash hands were on both, moving, for the moment, crudely. Then, from my left, Leader spoke. "Sure, you're just a superheroine with a vibrator, no panties, and cuffs!" With one hand he held aloft a pair of my handcuffs. His other hand darted into my hair, pulled my head to his, and then he rammed his lips againt mine. In the meantime, the vibrator buzzed, and pressed. I realized I was wet, as it slid in, an inch, then two. The hand on my thigh shifted, then fingers began to brush my pubic hair.

I was a little confused. 'What did he mean, no panties?' I thought. Before I could reply, he was kissing me, and with my arms held, I couldn't strike him. My eyes widened as I felt the toy enter me, but I kept my legs moving, and I was carrying the crowd slowly forward.

Toyboy kept working the buzzing vibrator into me, as a third, and fourth inch were pressed inside. Leader kept kissing me, his blue eyes locked onto my own. The hands on my breasts had picked up a rhythym, scooping, squeezing, and every so often, brushing a nipple. Then, the hand on my pubic hair slid a finger through it to brush my clit.

My mind and heart were racing. There were hands everywhere, and my own vibrator was working deeper inside me. I didn't know how I'd let this get so out of hand. I could feel hands everywhere - my ass, legs, breasts, sides, hips. But, pressed this close, I still had an advantage.

My knee came up, hard, into Leader's groin. He was too close to even try and dodge. The powerful blow crumpled his sack, and he screamed, and fell back, out of the fray. His fall stunned the others for just a moment. In that moment, I broke free, pulling out of the pack, and away from them. I didn't notice, though, that during the struggle, someone had clicked one of my cuffs shut on my left wrist.

I lept forward, for the door only to be intercepted. Two guys reached me, drunk, horny, or both, and in any event buying Confessor's tale. I tried to twist past them, but they grabbed me, lifted me, and tossed me through a door. I rolled to my feet in the room. It was a bedroom, with a four poster bed. There was no way out that I could see, and men were pouring in. The two tossers, Toyboy, and at least three more.

"P..please" I stammered "You have..to listen...to me. St..stop this, it's wrong." As I did spoke, I pulled the material of my top back up over my breasts, noticing the cuff for the first time.

The men didn't seem slowed by my words at all, and they were closing in on me. I couldn't see Confessor, but I did hear his voice from the doorway. "She sounds convincing, huh? I made her promise, but I told you she could fight. She really hurt Rock!" They now looked more determined, and one dove at my legs, while the others started to circle me.

I leapt back from the dive and kept speaking, while I refastened my crotch guard. "H..he's ly..lying. I didn't make any deal with him!" My leap did take me backwards, but I hit one of the bedposts. The one who dove at me ended up on his knees, both his arms wrapped around one of my legs.

I reacted quickly, my hands flashing down, palms open, over both his ears. He screamed, and let go, tumbling back. But, one of the ones who tossed me raced in, plowing his shoulder into my stomach. That rammed my back into the bedpost which held, though the bed shook slightly from the force of the impact.

I again reacted well. My back was to the right bedpost at the foot of the bed. I brought up my arms, and my right fist caught him across the jaw. He fell to his knees, but before I could use my left to finish him, the other tosser grabbed my forearm, and pulled it straight out to my side. So, two were down, at least for the moment, and another had my left arm, and two more were close enough to strike. I was doing pretty well against these six.

I decided that I didn't want my back to the post, so I went with the pull. As my back cleared past the post, one of the new ones grabbed my right arm. But, I easily tore it away from him. The other new one came in close, and rammed a knee into my stomach, which elicited a grunt from me.

I snarled, and grabbed his head. I rammed it, twice, into the bedpost to the right, which pretty well took him out. However, before I could recover my arm, it was once more grabbed. I saw Toyboy behind the group, and the first Tosser was up again. However, I didn't notice the second tosser click the cuff shut around the bedpost that he had pulled my left arm to. This was because the last of them slammed a punch into my jaw.

The punch staggered me a little. I tugged on my right arm, as I snapped a kick at the puncher. "Let go of me! Stop this now!" I also yelled. I didn't free my right arm, though did bring it, and it's holder away from the bedpost. The kick tagged the man's thigh. He grunted and hit me again, as tosser one yelled "What a tough piece of meat! Let's tenderize her some."

I was a little stunned, and tugged my arm again, saying "P..please you have to...stop...what you're doing is wrong. However, my arm was being held well, and the one I had kicked said "I don't know, you're not sounding very heroic" Then it hit me that my left arm had been released. I tugged it, and it didn't move. I looked over, saw it secured to the pedpost, and my eyes went very wide. "Noo.." I said, in a weak and fearful tone, and not realizing I had said it aloud, as the one I kicked grinned, and added "Not very heroic at all."

Now, the two tossers moved in, only one of the others close, as he was holding my right arm. Tossed one slammed a foot into my belly from the right, then two did the same, from the left, and then he grunted "Oh, yess". I grunted with the impacts, and was quite panicky. I was shocked that they weren't backing off, why were they acting this way. A slapped a kick out, only to have one block it. Two countered with another kick, as one said "You know, that's the good thing about super heroines. You can really work up a sweat without doing any real damage."

I said, in a shriek "P..please. You know I'm a heroine, you have to stop!" My eyes were very wide, then, trusting the grip on my right arm to stay solid, I leapt up, and kicked out with both legs, aiming for the tossers. My left leg missed two, but the right leg scored on one. He spun away, clutching his thigh and cursing. But, I thought he should have been worse off, the kick wasn't as strong as it should have been.

I heard the bed creak behind me, but that was the least of my worries. Because, on the other others had moved with my kick. He caught my left leg before I could bring it down, and held it up in the air, holding my calf, as another said "Yeah, we know you're a heroine, that's why this is so fun!"

Before I could do anything else, however, first my leg was released,. then the man holding my right arm dove onto, and then rolled off the bed. This dragged me across the bed, and I fell onto it, on my back, laying across it widthwise. My left arm cuffed to one post, my right very neat the headboards left post.

As I fell onto the bed, I heard Confessor. "I can't belive you guys haven't subdued her yet. She's really earning her pay. But if you can't shut her up, I will." I saw him enter the room, heading for my head.

"Don't listen to him!" I yelled "He's caused that. You'll regret listening to him."

He leaned over me, chuckling. "Very good, you should have been an actress instead of a heroine. But then, I guess you are." His voice then got louder, perhaps for the others. "You think I'll regret this?" His hand flashed down, pulling my top down and exposing my breasts. His other hand moved towards my head, something black in it. "Now, open wide." he said. In the meantime, my right arm was still being held, and two of them were moving towards my feet.

I kicked out, grazing one of them, and yelled "You have to listen to mmmpphh!"

My words were cut off by Confessor pressing something silky into my mouth. My legs were flailing in the air as my eyes opened wider. Then, hands were pulling at my costume, and a cuff clicked shut around my right wrist.

Confessor was holding the material in place, mocking me. "What were you saying? Something about being a heroine, well that much is obvious. Or maybe you don't like your gag. They're Suzi's, she doesn't need them now. She complained quite a bit earlier, like you did." I realized then that I was gagged with the girl Suzi's panties. Others were moving in now. A hand found a breast, then Toyboy was next to me, on the bed, running the vibrator along my thigh, and, another of them had grabbed one of my legs.

Confessor was still talking. "Of course, she was complaining because we tossed her boyfreind through the window. Can you believe that he refused a drink?

I was shocked by this night. I wsa gagged, arms cuffed, helpless, on a bed, in a frathouse. It was like something from a bad movie. Hands found and removed my belt, and my outfit was then pulled down, over my legs, and off me. Then toyboy was next to me, pushing about 4 inches of the vibrator inside.

That forced a muffled gasp from my gagged lips. I was squriming a little but not resisting. Hands were all over me now. Both legs had been grabbed, and spread. Hands were on my breasts, hips, belly, sides, everywhere. Toy turned the vibrator up, buried it fully in me, then began to move it in and out changing the angle and the direction every so often.

I was writhing and squirming, to the delight of Confessor. The men were growing more aroused, and some were pulling off thier clothing. There were more around me than I though, and,t o me, it seemed like a mob. Hands were everywhere, and soon my legs were both pulled wide, my ankles bound -secured - somehow to the other two bedposts. Other hands were exploring me, the vibrator teasing me, and I moaned into my gag.

Confessor stood by my head stroking my face and hair. Toy kept using the vibrator on me, and another one slid next to me, his fingers quickly finding my clit. I was trying to fight the sensations, but just couldn't. Around me, others had pulled out cocks, stroking them, looking at me - a superheroine that they had overwhelmed, and now had helpless. My moans continued, my hips starting to move as my body reacted to the combined sensations from the toy and figers. 'How could this happen?' I thought 'How could some frat boys capture me. But, there were so many - too many - for me to fight.' The thoughts, and the continued stimulation, soon drove me over the edge, and moaning into the gag, I climaxed for the first time that night.

Confessor kept the pressure up on me, whenever I started to gain control back, he'd direct others to do things like lick at my ear, gently bite my nipples, or grope my bottom, and lift it so a tongue could tease it. I came again, and a third time, after which my hgaf was pulled away. I gupled down extra air, even as tongues traced all over my body, then men not letting up. However, no one tried to put anything into my mouth. As much as I didn't want to, I had no choice but to gasp and moan. I wanted to beg them to stop, to tell them that what they are doing is wrong, but I was on fire. I writhed, pulled weakly at my bonds, but I couldn't do more. I was helpless, unable to defend myself, unable to do anything except squrim and cum for them.

Twice more I came, then Leader came it. His face still showed pain, and he was walking gingerly, every step slow, and gentle. He looked down at me angrily, his face in a false smile. "Bitch!" he spat out at me, and then gestured. My legs were uncuffed, then grabbed, and then one arm was as well. Two of them held each of my three free limbs - I was too weak to resist, but they were taking no chances. Then I was shifted, turned onto my belly, and again cuffed, spread eagle. I felt shame at the ease with which they had moved me. If I was able to focus, I could have broken free, but, I couldn't, so I was simply a helpless little girl at thier mercy. And I was naked, except for my boots and gloves. Hands traced over my back, my hips, and most especially my bottom. Then they were gone, and the asshole Leader was next to me. "Superheroine, huh? Then this shouldn't be bad for you, and then we'll be even. Though I hope it hurts a lot." He snarled the last, and slid an arm under my hips, lifting my bottom. His other hand came down, across my bottom with a resounding *smack*. It hurt more than I expected, but then again I felt tired and drained. He kept smakcing, the left cheek, then the right, soon in a quick rhythym, that was turning my ass pink, and causing me to flinch as I tried to anticpate each blow, and they began to come faster and harder.

I felt ashamed as he spanked me as if I were an unruly child. Me, Emerald, a superheroine - helpless, and being spanked like a little girl. Then his voice said "Now." The buzzing was the only warning I got, as the vibrator once more pushed into me, all too easily. His hands kept up thier rhythym, as it moved to a diffferent one entirely.

I tried to fight the mixed sensations, to find a way to resist. Then two more were beside me, again my ears were being licked and nibbled, the added distraction addling me futher. 'Ow's" and "Ahhh" and moans and gasps were intertwined as sounds are torn from me. Then, for the sixth horrid, yet wonderful time, I explode, amidst the mixed sensations of pleasure and pain. As I ride the crest of the orgasmic wave, the gag returns, and I vaguely head Confessor ask "What should we do with her?"

I heard other voices, as I tried to focus. "Well, maybe we should untie her and let her go." That comment drew a lot of laughs. Then I heard Leader and Confessor shooing people out of the room, and heard something drawn across the door. A voice said "Man, she's sweet." I couldn't see him, but felt his hand trace over my bottom.

I was laying still, trying to recover. I fely drained, and knew that for now, I was helpless. If I was fresh, I could probably break free - but I wasn't, I needed time to recover. Then a second hand slid onto my
ass, causing shame to flood me again.

The voice sais "Yes, so nice, round, firm, pink. What to do?" It was Leader.

Confessor then said, as they discussed me, and fondled me, as an inconvient, though lust inducing, burden. "Well, I'll tell you one thing." His hand ran through my hair, then down my side, to cup a breast. "No way am I taking the rap for this one alone."

"What do you think then?"

"Simple" replied Confessor "We've got to make sure everyone has a hand in this, no exceptions, and no squealers. Except maybe for her."

Leader was hesitant. "Uhh...I dunno. No..I suppose you're right." He wasn't sure though, but before I could say anything, Confessor spoke.

"Let's go then. What do you think, one at a time, or two?" he said, as I heard him leave, and I felt a twinge of fear.

I had a long night - I assume that Confessor did have them all take me. None dared my mouth, even still, but I was too weak to resist as they explored my other openings, and switched my position at will. I came more, though I didn't want to, and eventually, I slid into darkness.