Tricking a Bird–Scene 1

 

by Barfly

 

Chapter 6

 

Vulker walked back to the trussed up blonde and his hired enforcer, both completely oblivious to anyone else in the room as they pressed against each other in arousal. Still starring at the thin metallic object in the heroine’s leather gloved fist, he shoved his phone back into his pocket and grabbed her lean bound wrist and with the other hand pried the strange tool from her grasp. Immediately the Black Canary stopped kissing her seducer and tried looking over her shoulder. Vulker easily wrenched the wire from her hand and looked closely at the escape tool. “Look at this” Vulker held the tool up to show his friend who now released the beautiful woman and looked on. “Maybe when our pants were around our ankles she’d cut her ropes then our throats” Vulker snickered.

 

Canary looked crestfallen, he was right except for slitting throats, they may have deserved it but she was still a hero. Her mind worked through scenarios, frantically trying to dream up a new plan of escape. “By the time rook arrived i was supposed to be free and work through the kidnappers from the inside, right now it’s all up to Rook”, thought Canary. She stood still, at a loss for words and glared at Vulker, her golden hair tied back high on her head some loose locks fell on either side of her stunning green eyes, her long neck still cinched tightly keeping her upright and pulled strait, the tight black shirt that acted as her costume dipped low exposing a wide display of cleavage through her shear black undergarment that supported her breasts, the breasts were spread apart due to her wrists and elbows tied painfully behind her back, a small slit of skin at her waist divided her snug top and skin tight shorts. Her round hips strained slightly in her uncomfortable position, moving her lower portion as much as possible kept the blood flowing, her black fishnet covered legs constricted together at the ankles.

 

Vulker smiled and removed his mask as he spoke, “no more need for theatrics, I assume your escape plan was all you had?” Vulker took hold of the heroines chin as he spoke; she immediately pulled her face from his hand in resistance. He took hold again more forcefully looking straight into her eyes. “Oh yes and we have your Rook, she’s on her way!”

 

Canary’s facial expression defied her, she now felt a real sense of peril that hit her harder than any punch in the gut, and her cocky self-confidant expression was replaced with a real look of worry and fear , this turn of events put her moments away from a plea to her kidnapper. She bit her tongue and tried to compose herself. Vulker smiled at her obvious reaction, and pulled a small aerosol can from his pocket and quickly sprayed her face, both men stepped back as the mist encircled her head. Canary inhaled the unexpected fumes and immediately recognized the chloroform smell. Instantly the blonde heroine felt light headed and unable to hold herself up, the strong cord from the ceiling kept her level but too much reliance on the bondage would surely choke her to death. Her mind was a mixture of fear, confusion and a touch of sexual urging. Strong hands held her up right as the band around her neck was cut, still semi-conscious she saw the knife in front of her half open eyes , her head slumped to the side and her eyes would involuntarily close or go cross, she tried to shake the effects off every so often but with no effect. Canary's upper arms spread apart abruptly as her elbow bindings were cut, feeling returned to her arms but her wrists were still expertly tied together. “Wh...what are you doing?” Canary mumbled.

 

Vulker replied as he stood in front of the stumbling beauty “just having a better look is all, now hold still”. He took the front of her top at the lowest part of her plunging neckline and slowly sliced down with his knife and cut the fabric all the way to the bottom seam.

 

Canary felt the cool air against her bare stomach and upper chest, as Vulker spread the tattered shirt apart, over her soft shoulders and down to her bound wrists. She now stood in a completely shear tube top that only covered and supported her perfect breasts, her slightly hardened nipples were completely visible through the tight nylon. Her dark black chocker remained and added  some unnecessary sexual flare to the gorgeous woman’s attire. Canary was aware of what was happening but unable to do much except try to lean forward to hide her chest.

 

Vulker spared no time as he grabbed the soft fabric that accentuated her sexy upper body, he then opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the woman’s sensitive nipple, Canary let out a moan as he sucked on her breast. After some heavy groping of the drugged super heroine’s chest Vulker kneeled down and slowly felt her long soft legs and cut away her ankle bonds, her legs splayed apart, her drug induced state gave her limited control of her body. Canary’s upper body was limp and she leaned back when Vulker lifted her booted foot up to his waist level, the large thug that had the advantageous job of keeping the stunning blonde upright now moved beside her, cradling her near naked torso with his arms behind her lower back. Her toned upper body arched to its maximum and her head hung limp, stretching her stomach chest and long neck horizontally making them completely vulnerable, small ripples of muscle covered by tight lightly tanned skin ended abruptly at her jet black shorts and tights, making it a true vision of beauty “My god” the hired thug couldn’t help the remark as he kept her held with his one hand he felt her soft body with his other, gravitating towards her chest. Meanwhile Vulker began removing her footwear, he unbuckled the large strap of leather at the top then unzipped the long inside zipper of the leather boot, Canary's body was on full display and the men were taking full advantage. He slid her warm pointed foot from the heavy boot and threw it towards the door; he then slid her long black wool sock from her lean ankles. Vulker couldn’t resist staring at painted toes incased in a double layer of tights, and he began to gently massage the foot with one hand and slid the other far up her outstretched leg under her thigh and ass then rubbed her crotch with his thumb.

 

Canary let out a small whine and with great effort pulled her head up to look down her outstretched body. With eyes half open she spoke “Let me go” then immediately let her head fall back. After soaking up every inch of her foot and leg Vulker put her soft foot on the floor and lifted the other leg up to his chest and did the same, removed her boot and groped every inch of her tight covered legs and feet. The now bootless and shirtless heroin was held up straight she tried some resisting with little effect. Her loose elbows were tied tightly together again, she tried twisting with futile results as the knots were tightened, the drugs were slowly wearing off and Canary desperately wanted to be free.

 

The criminals kicked the dirty mattress out of the way and brought their prisoner beneath the white rope that dangled from the ceiling, the rope was then attached to her elbow bindings; Vulker held the disoriented blonde up as the hired goon went to the wall and pulled on the rope raising her elbows up behind her.  Vulker had her arms pulled up high with the pulley painfully wrenching her naked arms skyward and forcing her head down, her long legs were tight together and on her tip toes acquiring as much height as possible. The perfect round ass of Black Canary’s protruded into the air, the sexy hosiery that covered her buttocks stretched over her smooth skin shining in the lamplight, her long curvy legs strained in this position and her calves bulged from teetering on tiptoes. Gritting her teeth with her head down she started feeling more in control of her body, too little too late, her body washed with the fear she felt earlier but worse now feeling more helpless nearly, topless and in her stocking feet, “what are you going to do to me Vulker” she regretted asking the question as soon as it left her lips, for fear of hearing the answer. This time Vulker didn’t answer but pulled the black canary’s tight shorts down. “Stop it you bastard” Canary yelled, she wiggled slightly which did nothing but excite the men as they smiled at each other.

 

Vulker slid his hands between her hip and tights and grabbed the thin black strap of her panties and yanked it past the thin waistband of her tights and quickly cut it with his knife, as he did this he spoke” Y’know something? I dreamed of doing this to you all those months I spent in prison”. He then aggressively grabbed the other side of her underwear and cut the strap. Canary’s cheeks burned and the helplessness overwhelmed her and warmth grew between her thighs. Vulker pulled the thong from between her legs, he then handed them to his employee. Vulker went to work fondling her ass and rubbed between her legs again.

 

Canary stopped fighting and closed her eyes unable to move positioned on her tiptoes with her exposed but in the air she slightly spread her legs letting him in a little more. Her head was suddenly pulled back by her hair and her partly opened mouth had her lacey underwear stuffed into her pouty lips, she tried to fight it off but the expert fondling between her legs drew her attention and she gave in, the thong was stuffed in and quickly one of her sleeves from her black shirt was tied through her teeth, her head was let go as the tight gag was tied behind her head, she was left with a mouthful of her own lingerie.

 

“Get out” Vulker ordered his thug; the disappointed employee did what he was told.