Marvelous Girl: Episode 5
Tyrant
By: DM Shadow
(Many months after the end of Episode 4)
The hero was on his knees; his chin resting on his chest. Only the red gloved hand holding his blue and white cape kept the once great hero from falling. Beside him lay the unconscious form of another hero having fallen from an incredible height to what seemed to be a broken neck from the look of his head. His green and white uniform was tattered and ripped and his body wasn’t moving. Not far from him lay a semi-nude female whose black and gold leotard had been ripped completely off of her top half and was torn to shreds below her waist. She lay face down in a pile of rubble where her head had been slammed downward; rendering her unconscious. The entire scene including the ruins of an old brick building and traffic poles lying across the background was extremely intense. The scene paused which was his cue to speak again. He never missed a cue.
“What a dramatic way to open our show this evening,” he kept his grim expression pasted on his face, “I’m Dick Sneed. Welcome to another episode of Superheroine Expose. This is our fifth episode overall but I am excited to welcome you to our very first Pay Per View show. What does that mean for you? Well, I’ll show you.”
Directly after he stopped talking the video started again. The red gloved hand lifted the hero up just so he could throw him down like a sack of trash. “Some hero,” the man could be heard saying, “Now what do we have here?” As he asked this he was walking slowly over towards the fallen heroine. Having stepped across her prone form he reached down and grasped her arms. He pulled her limp body into a kneeling position by holding her arms above her head. Her attractive face was framed by her curly brown hair and her eyes were closed as if in a deep sleep. The villain squatted down to where his face was beside hers. After gathering both of her small wrists in one of his large hands he moved the other to touch her breast. He cupped it before squeezing it and thumping her nipple. “Now if I have to defeat a hero; this is the kind I want. The females are so much more fun to play with.” He ended in evil laughter as the video paused again.
“You of course
see the humiliation of the heroine that is on the screen here. You will notice
that we don’t blur out anything on our Pay Per View version of the show so tell
your friends. But on to what you came here to learn. I know you are asking the
same question I asked, ‘Who are these heroes that have been so completely
defeated and who is the villain? I had no idea either so I made it my business
to find out. The villain you see on the screen actually calls himself Tyrant.
He rarely has been seen anywhere near
Dick whistled as
he walked slowly across the plain set behind him, “That’s a fairly impressive
look Tyrant walks around with I’m sure you’ll agree. He stands a few inches
above six feet and weighs I don’t know how much; suffice it to say he’s large.
But as you see from the display on the video, he not only looks tough but can
back it up too.” He sat down in his favorite chair before continuing, “The
heroes now there is a different story. The man who Tyrant was holding by his
cape at the start of the program is known simply as Power. He is the leader of
the superhero group Power Three. The other two members are thought to be
related somehow to Power but its unknown just how. The girl on the screen is
Electron and the other male is Mass. They are a slightly lesser known entity
around
Tyrant pulled the beauty to a standing position then released her. Electron’s body slumped but before she fell completely to the ground her form suddenly stopped and was lifted into the air. A blue hue formed around her as she woke up and with a start and realized her predicament. Her arms jerked with her legs in attempts to remove herself from the energy field that was holding her. Slowly her arms moved behind her back and her wrists clung to each other as a more bold blue energy bound her wrists and forearms. Her legs then slowly bent at the knee as if controlled by an invisible hand that was steadily moving her against her will. Then her ankles were drawn together by the same energy field and bound together behind her. Finally her wrists and ankles are bound together with a strand of the bluish energy. Her body was slowly lowered to the ground where she rested on her knees; her legs and arms bound behind her still. The steadily shaking hands of the Tyrant formed into tight fists as he pulled them towards his sides. Electron’s expression was pure terror as she felt her body lean forward and move towards the man.
The black and red clad villain looked towards the camera with a vicious grin, “This is what will happen to any superheroine that wants to try and stop me.” He grabbed Electron’s head and pulled her towards his cock which he had just taken from his armor. It stood an impressive distance away from the armor and was very large at that. Electron twisted and jerked her head as best she could but was forced to take him in. Her mouth expanded wide to take in his full size and Tyrant shoved himself into her as far as he could. He pulled out and then continued to repeat that for some time. Suddenly with a wave of his hand the energy fields binding Electron’s limbs disappeared. Instantly she spit him from her mouth as she pulled back and rolled away from him. Having put a couple of yards between them she sprang up into a quick fighting stance. Her eyes were enraged; her cheeks flushed as she then drove towards him with reckless abandon. Tyrant didn’t move an inch backwards. Instead a similar blue energy to that which bound Electron shot from his eyes. She was within a couple of feet when his gaze struck hers eye to eye with this strange attack. Her head pulled away and turned slightly to the side as her body stopped. Now within his reach he grabbed her head in his hands. Her strong arms appeared to struggle as she desperately tried anything to pull her head and face away from his blue-energy gaze. His mouth was moving but the camera was just far enough away not to be able to hear what he said. Instantly her arms relaxed and the grip of her hands on his arms became loose. He spoke still more and her struggles stopped completely; her arms dangling at her sides. At last he freed her head from his grasp but now there was no struggle. She didn’t turn her head or pull away; she simply stared at him. After a minute of this she lowered herself to her knees and took his cock in her hands. Quickly thereafter she was sucking him off with everything she had. Her hands massaged his balls as her mouth struggled to take as much of him as she could. After around ten minutes his gloved hand reached for her hair and his hips jerked. He pulled himself from her mouth and a stream of his cum ran down her face. The fingers on her left hand rubbed her pussy as those of her right pinched her nipple. The same gloved hand spun her face towards the camera; Electron eagerly cleaning his shaft as he triumphantly spoke, “Take note anyone with plans to stop me. That includes authorities of any kind and heroes of any type. You will not defeat me; it cannot be done. Leave me to my business and I will leave you to yours. Try and stop me and you will find yourself in similar condition to those former heroes and heroines around me. And that goes for the Marvelous heroines as well; be warned Tyrant is here.” His hand released the former proud heroine and shoved her backwards to the rubble. His arms lifted in exaggerated victory as he straddled the fallen heroine, “This city, county, the entire state, the nation and the world,” he said loudly, “It’s all mine for the taking. No one can stop me. No one will stop me.”
At long last the video ended and the SupEX camera zoomed in on the much made up Dick Sneed. “That is easily the most dominating expose of any heroine yet. I’ll get emails about this episode I know because none of you know who Electron is. The main thing I showed you this far was to introduce you to the magnificent Supervillain; Tyrant. Also I wanted to call attention to his warning and what apparently was him calling someone out. Let’s listen to this part one more time. The audio began mid-sentence, “…heroes and heroines around me. And that goes for the Marvelous heroines as well; be warned Tyrant is here.”
“Now to me that
sounds like a direct message to
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A cat call whistle sounded from a nearby bus stop bench, “Oh yeah baby that’s what I’m talkin’ about. Yo Stu, did you see her this time man?” The man’s voice faded slightly as she jogged past. “Damn, I’m tellin’ you man I would tear that shit up! No I’m serious fool; what you laughin’…” the rest of his perverted sentence was lost on her ears as she finally jogged out of ear shot; thank god. It wasn’t that it bothered her that much. Honestly in some ways it was quite flattering to hear men openly shout about how hot they thought she was. Still though the idea of some half-witted creep liked bragging about what he would do to her was a little much. Flattery would only go so far down that road before it became revulsion after all.
Shortly she slowed to a stop when she jogged up to Xane’s Coffee House. Her image was reflected in the glass window of the shop as she shook out her muscles and stretched. There was nothing better after a long jog than a good stretch and a mocha frappe light from Xane’s. Seeing herself in the window made her ask herself again why she jogged through this part of town. A tall, toned and shapely blond in a two piece blue and black workout leotard that fit tightly wasn’t usually the kind of person that ran through old downtown. But she was more that a little different. Leigh really believed in the general rights of every human being to be free and act freely unless they committed certain crimes against other individuals. The creeps at the bus stop in old downtown were no different. Had they moved against her or threatened her in some way she might take offence. The fact was that they had only talked and whistled as she jogged by. Again she examined herself in the window reflection almost subconsciously. Tanned beautiful skin with beads of sweat forming across every inch coupled with her near perfect body to make her a fairly irresistible package and she knew it. Leigh wouldn’t go around bragging about it but facts were facts. She couldn’t very well have a problem with a few old town losers when she was the one who chose the skimpy outfits and kept her body in tip top shape. The black hat she wore with her pony tail hanging out the back along with dark sunglasses to hide most of her impeccable facial features. Still it only seemed to entice men more when she ran past. Finally she opened the door and walked calmly inside. It took only a few minutes to order and get her coffee of choice and she sat at an empty booth and enjoyed the calm atmosphere.
“So do you think he could take Marvelous Girl?” Leigh’s calmness was interrupted as she overheard the comment from the table behind her. “I don’t know man she’s pretty damn tough. You know she took down Nightcide and his entire organization by herself. I’m not sure anyone could take her down.” A faint smile appeared on Leigh’s face at the confidence the man had in Marvelous Girl. It should make her happy of course because she was Marvelous Girl. When the few times came that she wasn’t needed somewhere to stop some criminal she was simply Emma-Leigh Baker. Decades of family money kept her from having to work a standard job bit she did like to get out from time to time and get around the common citizens. Sometimes she even felt normal. She wasn’t a hero that regretted her powers or her fame however. Leigh was proud to be a superheroine and to have a city to keep safe and free of crime. Making sure to appear uninterested in anything but her coffee, she listened in as they kept speaking.
“Well that dude on SupEx says she has been defeated and raped,” the first man said. “Yeah but she only admitted to being held captive for a short time. The rest was bullshit. Hell they probably tricked her to even capture her.” The first guy wasn’t finished, “Okay sure but what about this new guy that called her out? I mean he plastered that team of heroes and then looked right into the camera and warned any Marvelous Heroines away or something bad would happen. I can’t remember verbatim but it was something like that.” The second man continued to defend her, “Dude you really need to stop wasting your money on that Dick Sneed show. He’s obviously making it all up. We would have heard the news talk about it if what he said happens actually were to happen. This Tyrant fellow, even if he does exist wouldn’t be a match for Marvelous Girl anyway. But he probably was an actor so it’s a non-issue.”
Leigh slid from the booth to pay and leave. She had just about walked off when one last phrase reached her ears from the first man’s mouth, “I think he would beat her down so badly that he’d make her famous on SupEx. He’d make her his bitch.” Leigh cringed and closed her eyes as her fist clamped closed. How dare that fool say that? What kind of an idiot would think someone named Tyrant could eve process the brain power to say my name much less defeat me handily, she thought. As she walked out and began the jog back around towards her large penthouse apartment she spent the entire time thinking the same thing over and over. It sounded like high time to meet this Tyrant. Maybe defeating him would shut that damned Dick Sneed up once and for all.
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As he looked at the open vault at
the Third National Bank of
“Freeze!” a female voice pulled Tyrant from his pleasure of watching himself get richer. He looked towards the sound and found a petite brown headed female cop. There were two male cops on either side of her but they weren’t his focus. “You heard her don’t move a muscle you freak!” the large cop on the left shouted. Tyrant calmly raised his hands and took two steps towards them to stall while he gathered his powers. “I’ll shoot you son-of-a-bitch! I said freeze!” the female said and the Tyrant stopped on her command. Turning his masked face towards her he taunted, “I have a better idea lovely officer; why don’t you fuck yourself.” The male officers charged forward no doubt emboldened by the fact that he seemed unarmed. They didn’t make it three steps. The large one took one step before a large burst of energy shot from Tyrant’s outstretched hands and struck him directly in the chest. He flew yards backwards, crashed into a wall and fell to the ground unconscious. The one on the right was too focused on watching his partner fly backwards to see the bolt of pure power coming for him. It struck him in the face and turned his body over quickly and he landed at a terrible angle. His men instinctively moved to surround the lone female cop. “No worries boys. Just securely bind the two men and leave her to me.”
They stepped to his command as the brunette shouted, “No stop! Don’t you touch them!” While she was focused on his little helpers Tyrant sped closer to her and readied his favorite power for her. “Maybe you should just,” she turned towards him aiming her weapon only to have the blue beams from his eyes flow directly into hers, “Relax my dear.” As he finished she slowly lowered the weapon. “Drop it to the ground and take one step backwards. Keep your eyes on me.” She bent and placed the weapon on the floor; careful to keep her gaze fixed on his, then took a step back. He smiled, “Good my dear now quickly remove your shirt and pants.” Still looking directly at him she moved her hands and began unbuttoned her shirt. She un-tucked her shirt, then finished unbuttoning it before removing it completely and throwing it on the floor. He looked at his men who were getting an eye full of the black bra and fairly nice body of the officer, “Finish putting the loot in the van boys, we need to get out of here.” Glad to see them obey completely he turned his attention back to his new toy. “Now remove your pants and shoes.” She did as commanded only briefly taking her eyes from his then stood only in her underwear and locked eyes again. “Now as I said before; reach into your panties and fuck yourself with your fingers.” At first she seemed to resist as if some part of her was trying to break his control. He wasn’t worried though. Shortly she snaked her hand into her panties and her back arched as she touched herself. It was obvious at first she didn’t want to do it but after a few minutes she was beginning to moan and grab at her breast with her free hand. “Mmm, that feels good doesn’t it?”
“Tyrant!” another female voice sounded from behind him and to the left, “I command you to stop this violation at once!” His thoughts swam in confusion and anger at someone daring to give him commands. When he turned towards the voice he saw why however as Marvelous Girl was standing there with her arms swaying at her sides as she walked slowly. “You seem confused Marvelous Girl. I don’t take commands,” he gathered his strength and extended a hand towards her; blue energy streaking forth, “I give them!” To his shock she lowered herself slightly into a steadier stance and blocked his attack with her bracelets. It barely seemed to faze her at all as she kept walking in his direction; a smile now creeping onto her face. His men came back into the building just then and he had never been so glad to see them. He motioned a hand on either side of his body and they again obeyed instantly as two walked past either side of him to carefully surround Marvelous Girl. Now she wasn’t quite as comfortable as she kept facing him but was obviously measuring her opponents. Two were behind her and one to either side with Tyrant facing her down. Now it was their turn to close the distance to her. He knew she could fly but the ceiling was quite low in this part of the bank so it wasn’t really an option for her. As soon as one man got within her reach she unleashed a lightning quick side kick that sent him down hard and clearly out of the fight. She settled back down into her stance as the others took a step back. “One down, four to go,” she said glancing back and forth between he and his henchmen, “Who’s next?” Tyrant eyed the other three and nodded to each on in turn. They had been with him long enough to know that meant he was about to give instructions for everyone. “Who’s next Marvelous Girl?” he readied another blast, “All of us!” He released his attack and the remaining three launched themselves at her all at once. It would be interesting to see how she tried to get out of this, he thought.
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Oh crap! Marvelous Girl knew she had to think and move quickly. The two goons coming at her from the sides were almost on her which meant the one behind her was as well. Also there was the stream of bluish energy coming at her from Tyrant’s hands; something she wanted to get no better acquainted with. It had only been a fraction of a second since the attack began but Marvelous Girl was moving at top speed. Tyrants attack was close to her now and she did the only thing that made sense. Dropping into as low of a crouch as possible she waited as the blue stream from Tyrant streamed past her in slow motion above her head. She felt that her speed burst was about over so she leaned to the right and shot upwards in the direction of that henchman. Her fist blasted into his chin with such force that he nearly flipped backwards as he crumpled onto the floor. Using her flight ability to remain in the air she spun with the remaining momentum and delivered an almost perfect spin kick to the other goon’s face. Her leg passed a clear six inches above Tyrant’s attack and that good went tumbling to the floor. She was careful to land away from Tyrant’s energy stream which had successfully taken out the rear attacker. Tyrant’s stream of attack had lasted only a few seconds and she had used that time to take out two more of his men while forcing him to take out the other. She squared herself to him as he glared at her. “Just you and me now sweetheart,” she said before pointing her finger at him, “Maybe now you understand who it is you are facing!”
“Foolish girl,” the villain said in a voice that was almost cheerful, “It is you who has yet to understand who you face!” She started to respond but instead was unprepared for the bolts that came streaming from his eyes. Because of the way she was standing she was hit directly in her eyes. At first she was stunned by what she felt. There was an overwhelming urge suddenly to stand very still. Something inside of her told her to stare directly at Tyrant. Marvelous Girl reached deeper inside and found the will to close her eyes. It was one of the most difficult things she had done since she was fighting against herself effectively; but she was successful. With her eyes closed she lowered herself to one knee and waited all senses on alert. She felt slightly strange being in a fight one her knees with her eyes closed. There was little doubt however that if she hadn’t of closed her eyes Tyrant would have ended the fight in a real bad way.
Hearing footsteps brought her off of her knee and into a crouched fighting stance. There were no more steps but that didn’t mean Tyrant had just stopped. Listening and feeling around her brought nothing at first. Suddenly though she felt and heard a faint whooshing of air close to her face. As fast as her super reflexes would allow her she pulled her head backwards trying to force him to miss. She was halfway successful. The punch landed but it was a glancing blow and she heard him stumble past a couple of steps. She quickly opened her eyes, taking the chance that he was not concentrated on that certain power at the moment. He was actually facing the other direction after the force of the glancing blow left him off balance. She couldn’t believe her luck as she sprang at him. Her hands grabbed onto his face from behind and she brought her knees up to the base of his skull. Then she fell and pulled backwards. The landing wasn’t a walk in the park for her but Tyrant’s head crashed off of her kneecaps. He rolled to the side propping himself up with shaky elbows. It stunned him well enough that she knew she could end the fight right now. Wasting no time she kipped up from her shoulders to her feet and pulled back a closed fist intending to finish him. Her fist moved forward only slightly before someone plowed into her from behind.
The thug buried his shoulder in the middle of her back and plowed forward with his arms wrapping around her waist. There was no time or leverage to fly away so she was just along for a short ride. It ended with him driving her onto the floor, his shoulder digging into her back enough to hurt. She had been so concentrated on ending the fight that she forgot about the other four men. One of which had gotten the drop on her and now was straddling her and throwing wild punches for all he was worth. Thankfully she barely felt most of those. Finally able to get her bearings she pushed up onto her hands and knees, ignoring the fact that the man was effectively riding her. Next she was able to get her legs under her and her hands on his collar. As she stood she pulled him forward over her head and released him in a toss that landed him into the nearby wall about four feet away.
Again she didn’t have the chance to think before another attack hit her from behind. A punch landed directly in her back but it wasn’t a normal punch. Before she had felt the glancing blow of Tyrant much more than she thought she should have. That knowledge added to the pain that forced her to arch backwards told her that Tyrant was extremely powerful and ready to fight once again. Another punch landed on the other side of her back in the same area arching her back again from the pain. She took three quick steps forward and spun desperately trying to give a different target. What she saw surprised her. Tyrant’s arms and legs were surrounded by a blue glow. His chi energy power again, she thought, this time it makes his attacks much stronger. The thought did little to lesson the wincing pain from the punch that struck her just below the breast in her sternum. Marvelous Girl backpedaled farther trying to get some room but to her shock she tripped and fell backwards against the wall. It turned out to be a good thing as Tyrant’s energy enhanced punch buried into the concrete block wall several inches right about where her head would have been. Her legs were draped over the thug she had thrown against the wall, whose unconscious body might have just turned this fight around. As Tyrant growled and brought a fist down towards her prone form, she gathered strength and spun away. The large red glove crashed into the leg of the man whose body had rolled forward when she moved. The crunch of bone shattering was sickening proof of the strength the energy added to Tyrant’s punches. But she could through a mean punch of her own.
She leapt wildly at him but stopped still when her arms fell to her sides. Tyrant had turned and focused two of his orbs around each wrist and suddenly she was fighting to move them at all. Not knowing what he had in mind she planted her feet and tried to move backwards when his other hand gestured towards her. This time his focus was on her knees which weakened and gave slightly ruining her attempt at gaining space to move. Her arms felt like there were huge weights at the end of them as she tried to move with little success. At least she was having a little more success keeping some strength in her knees but that wasn’t going to help for long. Tyrant was drawing closer to her, his hands a glowing a bright blue from exerting his power. They were reaching a stalemate as Marvelous Girl stopped attempting to move her hands in favor of gaining full control of her knees. She felt more strength that ever return to her but Tyrant drilled a punch into her stomach before she could make use of it. Thankfully it wasn’t a fully powered punch as he still held her hands in his control. Still he was strong enough that the blow stunned her for long enough to buy him time to mount a greater attack. He took a half step back before lunging forward with a side thrust kick into her upper chest around her neck. She stumbled backwards and fell onto her back. It wasn’t to hard of a fall and she didn’t need her arms to launch herself up to her feet again. Just as she reached her feet she realized that her hands were hers again and felt a pang of worry. Her feet didn’t touch the ground before Tyrant drilled a strength enhanced punch to the point of her chin. The force spun her head to the side and it sprang back just to be slammed back to the other side. Small backsteps did nothing to deter the man who must have tasted victory. In desperation she threw a wild right hook but he grabbed the hand and used her momentum against her, turning her around so her back was to him.
“AHHH!!” she screamed as pain coursed through her body. Tyrant’s hands were clamped onto either side of her neck and constantly shooting bursts of the attacking energy through her body. An assault so close to the pressure points was too much for even her body to take for long but still she remained on her feet until a large boot shoved the back of her legs forcing her to her knees. Quickly he lifted her up and turned her body towards his; grasping her in a tight bear-hug. He was moving from one attack to the other quick enough that she found it difficult to form a plan of counter attack in her pain riddled state. Wrapping her legs around his waist she squeezed as hard as she could.
“Ah!” a grunt escaped Tyrant’s lips and Marvelous Girl knew her attack was effective so she squeezed tighter. Tyrant redoubled his efforts as well as suddenly she found it hard to catch a breath. It felt like he would squeeze the life from her body within seconds though she knew it wouldn’t happen. Such pain was a rare thing for her and yet it only made her legs squeeze tighter around his waist. A gasp now came from him and she rocked her hips while jerking her feet into him. She had to force him to release her before he squeezed the breath from her.
“MMMM!!!” she tried to scream in panic as a white cloth suddenly was clasped over her mouth and nose. Another of the henchmen was back in the fight and at the worst possible time for her. Now she had to force a breath to be able squeeze hard enough to free herself from Tyrant, yet if she did so she would inhale all of the chloroform. As she continued to squeeze harder and harder she threw her elbows back in wild attempts at throwing the man off of her. He avoided her each time and even when she was able to pull the cloth away it reappeared in the other hand within seconds. She finally felt Tyrant’s hold on her weaken but knew she was nearly out of breath. At long last Tyrant released her and began to fall backwards. She released her legs from his body and caught herself on the floor as her vision began to blur. “Ooof!” the goon pounded his fist into her weakened sternum and she was forced to gasp as her chest heaved and took in a deep breath full of chloroform.
In her already weakened state Marvelous Girl knew there was no time for planning or cunning. Moves of desperation took over. She through her elbows back with great force over and over again while trying to snap the back of her head into his. The efforts weren’t immediately successful in breaking the hold but did pay dividends in the way of keeping the steady flow of chloroform from her breathing. His hand scrambled to regain the cloth over mouth position while she found herself backpedaling faster trying to keep her feet. Marvelous Girl’s body jerked as the two of them blindly struck a wall and stopped their momentum. Finally able to stand up straight she found a renewed strength flowing through her. Quickly spinning around, she cracked a sharp elbow across his cheek. Instantly the man’s knees weakened and he slumped downward but not to the floor. Marvelous Girl caught him under the arms and, wanting to make certain he was out of the fight for good, delivered a hard straight punch to his face followed by one to the point of his chin. She watched his body fall down and to the side and her vision became blurry. The wave of momentum and strength had faded and her body now gave slightly as she kneeled on the floor. A few head shakes did nothing to straighten her vision but she could see well enough to make out a lone tall figure struggling slowly to his feet.
Tyrant was getting up; the bastard!
Still not able to clearly plan a flight path and on unsteady legs at best, Marvelous Girl launched herself forward anyway. A shaky missile hurled towards her target, she noticed Tyrant turning and bringing his hands up. The impact was sure to be enormous as she neared closer with her teeth gritted and her fists outstretched. The last thing she saw was before they met was a small hue of blue forming around the red gloved hands of the villain.
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A cool breeze blew a cold hard rain across her skin just and her mind flashed with quick images. She was restrained and nude with a mask of some kind over her face. Yet another was of her wrists chained behind her as she was suspended in some interesting bondage that she had never seen nor felt before.
The rain crashing into her face finally woke her with a start. Marvelous Girl sat up quickly looking at a rainy and windy early dawn through the window of an unknown old building. The window was long gone as was anything else of normal everyday life that could have once been seen through it. She tried to rise by placing a hand down and only then realized that her wrists were chained together. Puzzled she jerked them apart; easily snapping the chains but revealing something else troubling. Her gold panties were pulled to the side revealing her sex. Also through her quickly fading haze it became obvious that her cheer skirt was gone. She was adorned only in golden panties and her top which itself was shifted to one side too far as if she, or dreadfully someone else, put it on in haste.
Marvelous Girl sat allowing the cool hard rain to clear her mind after she fixed what was left of her costume. Her weary mind slowly began to recall the night before. She had attacked Tyrant and finished off the last of his men when she flew at him. The last thing she remembered was nearing a huge crash of her body into his while he drew on his powers for what was surely a last ditch desperation defense.
Just as she worried that his defense had worked all too well she turned and noticed another crumpled figure on the far side of the abandoned warehouse. There were four others with the male she saw. The mask made it clear that this was Tyrant and his men. All of them were heavily bound, wearing only undergarments with chloroform masks clasped to their face. It struck her that knew what they were because they matched the one strapped to her face in one of the flashes recently. Cautiously she stepped over to them, suddenly curious as to what had happened if these four were victims too. Once upon them she saw an envelope hidden under the limp figure of Tyrant. She pulled it free and examined it. One side showed nothing but a plain envelope but turning it over revealed a strange symbol. It looked to be lips parted in a gasp of sorts. Those lips were then encircled by a black circle. Marvelous Girl felt she had seen this symbol somewhere but couldn’t place it. Curious now, she opened it and saw a lone piece of paper. The folded piece of paper had MG initialed on it so cautiously she opened it. One picture fell to the floor face down as she read the bold typed letter.
Hello
Marvelous Girl,
Since you brought down Nightcide and his cronies you have ridden a wave
of fame the likes of which would make the Glory of old jealous. But alas, surprise
my dear; you have been had at last. You probably have lots of questions right
now. What happened to you? Who am I? How did it happen? When? Where? I will
answer one question you likely have. You won the battle. Tyrant never woke up.
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I am everywhere and nowhere. I am everything
and nothing.
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I have always been yours but soon; you will
be mine.
Secret Lusts Fulfilled
Suddenly the cool hard rain brought with it a bone chilling shiver that seemed to come from nowhere. As Marvelous Girl steeled her stubborn face at the ominous letter something caught her attention in the corner of her vision. The picture that had fallen was blowing away now. Now more anxious than ever to see the ‘Insta-Pic’ she raced after it. Before she could catch it the wind plastered it onto a beam facing outward. She arrived within a distance close enough to see the image. Despite herself she gasped at what the picture held. It showed her red cheer-like skirt held by a hand wearing a black glove. The skirt was covered in dried sexual juices; surely of some vile pervert. An inscription just at the bottom of the photo read, “I’ll hold on your skirt for safe keeping.” –SLF
Marvelous Girl wondered briefly why the person had signed the picture comment with the same letter that made up the initials of his little Secret Lusts Fulfilled. That wasn’t important right now though. Someone had gotten the jump on her and taken her skirt as a trophy. She had to get Tyrant and his men into custody. Before she did any of that she had to get back home and grab another skirt; thankful now that she finally kept spares around her house. But mainly she would need to find out what had happened here and most importantly, who was responsible for it.
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He sat in his favorite chair and simply stared. Marvelous Girl was on the television giving a big press conference about bringing down Tyrant once and for all. She cracked jokes and seemed in high spirits. But he knew something no one else knew; no a great deal of things actually. For he wasn’t staring at the pretty blonde on the TV; he was staring at the cum stained red skirt in his lap. His mind traveled back to the wonderful night and the perfect plan at the perfect time and he smiled. Little did she know, he thought; this was only the beginning.
The End of Episode 5…
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