CHAPTER 11: PUNISH-HER’S WHORE JOURNAL, ENTRY 69!

by The Good Doctor

The Stalkeress was on the verge of one of her murderous, psychotic rages, preparing to leave the mansion headquarters of the Savage Sisterhood of Sapho in order to vent her anger by some sort of anti-social act involving blood and death.
Upstairs, her hated rivals for power, the Punish-Her and the Iron Maiden, were preparing to begin the process of breaking the superheroines Ninja Girl and the Red Avenger. And the Stalkeress, who had tracked down the two heroines for her own personal revenge, was not even allowed to be present during the torture sessions. The fact that the Punish-Her was even more adept at this process than the sadistic Stalkeress was little consolation.
The Stalkeress was well acquainted with her associate’s background, knowing how the Punish-Her had come out of some Eastern European, former-Communist nation. Known as Number 4 within the Savage Sisterhood hierarchy, the foreign-born villainess had been a deadly secret agent before her superiors had discovered the woman’s innate talents for extracting information from prisoners and enslaving them to her will. The Punish-Her had been trained by the best torture masters of the KGB, and the East German Stasi. She had even gone to the People’s Republic of China and Vietnam to learn the dreaded torture secrets of the far east. After the fall of Communism in Europe, she went into business for herself, offering her talents to the highest bidder. Before joining the Savage Sisterhood, the Punish-Her had worked for the El Salvadoran death squads, the Islamic Jihad and even for Saddam Hussein, though the Iraqis finally fired her because she was just too brutal.
Still, the Stalkeress found this little consolation. She had been humiliated by the Punish-Her and that metal-covered bitch, the Iron Maiden. Despite her obvious superiority, the Stalkeress felt she was losing power to these two within the Savage Sisterhood’s structure. But she could think of no way to rectify the situation and restore her former position. Thus, the blind anger.
But before she could give in to her rage, the Stalkeress had a stroke of luck. She was in the duty room of the downtown mansion which the Savage Sisterhood used as their main base of operations in Sinner City. With Number One temporarily out of touch and the other two members of the inner circle preparing for the heroines’ torture, it fell to the Stalkeress to keep abreast of what was going on both within and outside the organization. Therefore, she was the first to receive the various reports that trickled in early that morning of the previous evening’s activities.
The Stalkeress was intrigued by these reports of a new superheroine in town who claimed to be Twilight Woman. Naturally, the Stalkeress was familiar with the name of the semi-legendary superheroine who had once been the scourge of crime along the west coast. It had even been a private fantasy of the Stalkeress for many years, to hunt down and terrorize that most noble and courageous of female crimefighters. But the villainess knew that the heroine known as Twilight Woman had been inactive for several years. So she believed these initial reports of the mythical superheroine showing herself in Sinner City were mistaken. Possibly it was some new, wannabe heroine, using the name of Twilight Woman to scare potential foes. But as more reports came in from the last night’s activities, the Stalkeress began to take note.
Three different Savage Sisterhood operations across Sinner City had been broken up the previous evening, all by a masked woman in a black spandex uniform who claimed to be Twilight Woman. In total, this mysterious heroine had defeated 16 of the Savage Sisterhoods top operatives and then disappeared into the night. Finally, the Stalkeress became convinced it truly was Twilight Woman, returned to action here in Sinner City.
The criminals initial instinct was to immediately go out and hunt the superheroine down for some fun. But she temporarily suppressed this desire. It occurred to the Stalkeress that she could put this new ingredient to work for her. She began making plans.
* * *

Several floors below, in the sub-basement dungeons of the Savage Sisterhood’s mansion headquarters, the Red Avenger groaned as she slowly regained consciousness. Instinctively, the young superheroine tried to flex her limbs, only to find herself immobile. As consciousness came back to her, she realized she was laying on her stomach, her hands and feet bound behind her in a hogtie position, her arms pulled way back and tied tightly at the wrists, her slim, booted ankles also tied together and bent backwards so they could be joined by a short rope with her wrists.
The captive crimefighteress tried to look around to assess her situation further and felt a sharp pain in her scalp. Giving off a little yelp, she realized to her chagrin, that her long reddish/orangish mane of hair was pulled back and also roped off into the hogtie position, causing her neck and back to arch even more uncomfortably. The heroine’s entire body hurt, both from the unnatural position and the abuse she had received at the hands of her captors. Still, the brave heroine refused to surrender, attempting to assess her position and devise an escape.
Next to her, Ninja Girl gave a small whimper as she to regained consciousness. The well-trained female martial arts expert came instantly awake, seeking to evaluate her situation with all her finely-honed instincts. But the gas that had rendered her unconscious still tended to dull her senses.
Ninja Girl could tell she was bound in some type of awkward, uncomfortable manner that made it difficult to sit up. In fact, her legs were pressed together and both her knees were bent sharply back so that her feet touched her buttocks. Tight coils of rope were wound all the way around the front and back of her legs, keeping her trapped in this kneeling position. Her elbows were also bent sharply behind her at extreme angles. If not for her remarkable flexibility, the young superheroine’s arms might have been broken from the severe strain. As it was, it was just quite painful. Her wrists were bound together with a coil of rope that led up to her neck where it wrapped around her throat in a noose.
The young martial arts mistress attempted to roll over and begin to work her hands free of her bonds when she suddenly felt the noose draw tightly around her neck, cutting off all her air.
“Ack...! Ack...!” Ninja Girl lay on her side, helplessly gagging as she was being strangled to death by her own movements, her arms pulling motion drawing the noose back tightly against her slim, alabaster neck, choking the heroine horrifically. Finally, Ninja Girl managed to roll to a position that eased the pressure on her throat.
For several, moments, Ninja Girl lay on the cold, hard dungeon floor, gasping for air. Though the dungeon was practically pitch black, she sensed the comforting presence of her partner and friend, the Red Avenger, right next to her. The Red Avenger was also aware of Ninja Girl, turning her head slightly to the side so they were face to face, their eyes, noses and mouths less than an inch from each other. Both heroines had at least been restored the dignity of their costumes and masks.
“Are you okay, Cindy?” asked the Red Avenger.
“Y...Yeah... Cough! I’ll be f...fine,” said the still gasping Ninja Girl. “Where are we?”
“They must have brought us back to their secret headquarters. We’ve got to get out of here, Cindy.”
“I know b...but I feel so weak... Ungh... Hurt so much... These ropes... tight... ch...choking me... Cough!”
“M...Me too... Aargh!” cried the struggling redhead, pain shooting through her body as she again tried to maneuver, attempting to find some slack in the ropes.
“J...Jenny,” said Ninja Girl, softly, “I...I have to tell you... I’m scared...”
“I...I am too. Never felt so... helpless. But... can’t give up...” said the stalwart heroine, continuing to work against her bonds despite the pain.
“N...No, we’ll get out of this,” agreed her partners, who also began to tentatively explore the confining limits of her bondage.
Suddenly, the lights went on in dungeon, momentarily blinding the two superheroines. As they blinked their eyes furiously, trying to see who was there, the Punish-Her stepped forward into their field of vision.
The leather masked, leather bikini’d torturess stood before them, her polished, knee-high leather boots gleaming in the harsh, overhead lights. In her hand was her customary, vicious-looking flogger.
“So, awake and struggling already and struggling to get free, I see,” said the villainess. Behind her, near the door, silently stood the equally ominous presence of the Iron Maiden.
“What do you want with us?” said Ninja Girl in a defiant tone.
“Allow me to introduce myself,” said the villainess with a touch of amusement in her voice. “You already know my associate, the Iron Maiden. And I am known as the Punish-Her, torturess extraordinaire. You young ladies are here for one simple reason, to be broken of all resistance, to be turned into the perfect model of simpering little slave-bitches for ever to be in service of the Savage Sisterhood!”
“You’ll never get away with this!” shouted the fiery Red Avenger, struggling against her bonds, despite the pain. “We’ll get out of this and bring you to justice. Just watch!”
“Ah, such spirit,” said the Punish-Her. “You shall be most amusing to break. This might take a whole three hours. Iron Maiden, come assist me!”
The powerful form of the Punish-Her reached down and grabbed the rope that held the Red Avenger’s ankles, wrists and hair in the hog-tie position, lifting her off the ground by this handle, arching the heroine’s already suffering body even further.
“Ohhhh!” moaned the redheaded superheroine as she felt her body bent backwards till it seemed she would snap in two. Her arms, legs and scalp throbbed with agony as all her 112 lb. weight was suspended from them. Holding her like a piece of luggage, the Punish-Her began to carry the teenage superheroine into the next room. Next to her, the Iron Maiden lifted the helpless form of Ninja Girl, tossing the heroine’s trussed form over her shoulder like a duffel bag. The jostling pulled the noose tight around the crimefighter’s neck once more, again choking the heroine senseless.
“Uggg...! Aggg...! Cahhh...” gagged the heroine as the fearful pressure upon her throat sent her toward a black unconsciousness. But before she passed out, the powerless teen superheroine found herself in the room adjoining the dungeon.
“This is my private torture chamber, girls,” announced the Punish-Her with pride. “Welcome to hell!”
* * *

Diane Franco had just finished finalizing plans to erect a homeless shelter. She hung up the phone in the small office she kept in her penthouse apartment and sat back in the reclining chair. It was mid- afternoon. A few more hours and it would be time to go back out on patrol as she had the previous evening.
Overall, Diane had been pleased with the results of her first foray back into the world of crimefighting in nearly three years. She had performed sharper than she’d expected, though there was still rust it would take months to work off. At one point last night, one of the criminals she’d arrested had almost managed to hit her with a glancing punch to the ribs. In the old days, the woman never would have gotten close.
Diane recalled her first experience with costumed crimefighting, back when she was just 16. She’d been so inexperienced then, she was lucky not to have been killed in those early adventures. But she wasn’t killed. Instead, she had fought crime up and down the west coast for nearly 10 years, gaining a near-mythical reputation that cowed the underworld. But 10 years of crimefighting had taken a mental and emotional toll on her, eventually leading to her temporary retirement. Restless, she had eventually moved to Sinner City, hoping to lose herself in work. But now Twilight Woman was back. And she would need all her old tricks.
The pretty, 28-year-old heiress picked up the phone and called her sister’s number in California. Stephanie answered.
“Hi, sis. It’s me.”
“Diane, how are you?”
Diane paused, knowing her sister would be unhappy with her return to crimefighting. But there were things she needed.
“I need you to do me a favor, Steph. I want you to ship my car and some of my equipment here immediately.”
“Di’, you haven’t gone back to... you know, have you?” said Stephanie with a note of concern.
“Please, Stephanie,” said Diane, “there are things I need to do. Will you help me?”
With a sigh, Stephanie said, “What do you want from me?”
Diane explained and when they finished working out the details the two sisters hung up.
“Please, be careful Di’,” said Stephanie.
“You know I always am,” Diane replied.
After she hung up, Diane began planning her evening. She had hoped to eventually hook up with Sinner City’s other noted superheroines, the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl. Diane had worked with other heroes before and knew it was best to coordinate efforts whenever possible. Maybe tonight, she’d get the chance to run into these other heroine’s and introduce herself.
* * *

Ninja Girl found herself looking at the world from an upside down position. The 18-year-old superheroine was bound, hanging from the ceiling of the Punish-Her’s torture chamber. Her small, bare feet were tied tightly together and attached to a thick chain which dangled from an overhead winch. Her legs were also pressed tightly together by a rope sharply wrapped around her knees. The heroine’s wrists were tied together behind her and secured snugly to the small of her back by a thin but very strong cord that ran once around her stomach and back, completely restraining her hands. Another coil of rope wound tightly around her elbows, pressing them together painfully. Despite still wearing her black lycra short-shorts, black lycra halter top and black mask, the young heroine felt frightfully exposed.
From her upside down view, Ninja Girl saw her partner, the Red Avenger, also bound. Even though the redheaded heroine was right side up, her predicament was no better. She was bound to a large X-shaped metal frame, tilted at a 45 degree angle. Though the 17-year-old crimefighter still wore her skimpy red bikini, red knee-high sock-like boots, and red mask, she was nevertheless wide open and totally vulnerable, tied to the X-frame in a complete spread-eagle position. Her hands were pulled out from her body as far as they could go, tied tightly to the frame at the wrists and biceps. Her wide apart legs were similarly restrained, strapped to the frame at the ankles and thighs by unyielding leather bands.
Both heroines writhed in their bondage, uncertain and worried over their fate. They didn’t have to wait long, though. Into the room strode the Punish-Her, trailed by the Iron Maiden. The villainess gloated at her captive’s state.
“So, you are the mighty superheroines the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl! Hah! Look at you, trapped helplessly like flies in a web. You had best spare yourselves some pain and cooperate with me right now.”
“We’ll never cooperate with the likes of you!” said the still defiant Ninja Girl from her upside down position.
“That’s right! We’re sworn to uphold justice. You’ll never break us!” added the valiant Red Avenger.
“Oh, we’ll see about that,” snickered the Punish-Her. She turned briefly toward the Iron Maiden. “You see, I gave them back their costumes. It tends to instill a bit of confidence in subjects such as these.”
“You’ve worked on superheroines before?” asked the Iron Maiden.
“One or two. They’re actually quite easy to break. Deep down, they’re all really just frightened little girls overcompensating for a lack of confidence with their outrageous behaviors and outfits,” continued the Punish-Her in her lecturing tone. “Now, see how quickly I snatch their confidence from them by stripping them nude.”
With that comment, the Punish-Her strode over to the dangling form of Ninja Girl. The brown-haired superheroine squealed slightly in protest as the villainess ran her hands the length of Ninja Girl’s helplessly bound form, stroking the bare skin of her flanks. Then, in one savage motion, the Punish-Her reached out, grabbing hold of the heroine’s lycra halter top and savagely tearing at it, tearing the snug, shiny material with a harsh RIP! that reverberated around the stone walls of the underground torture chamber.
“Stop that! Get away from me!” cried Ninja Girl futilely.
Dropping the torn garment at her feet, the Punish-Her proceeded to grab hold of the writhing heroine’s tight little lycra shorts. The form-fitting material clung to the crimefighter’s small buttocks and slim pelvis making it difficult to tear away. But the Punish-Her was prepared for this eventuality, producing a small straight razor and using it to slice off part of the heroine’s shorts. The villainess then grabbed the remaining portion of the costume and brutally yanked it away from Ninja Girl, leaving the teenage superheroine completely exposed, save for her mask and small white panties.
As she felt the Punish-Her take hold of her underwear, Ninja Girl let out a pathetically helpless whine, “Noooo! Get away from meeee! Stopppp!”
The panties were ruthlessly torn away from Ninja Girl, leaving the young heroine’s petite, slender form completely denuded. She hung that way before her captor’s, silently filled with shame.
The vile villainess then turned her attention to the Red Avenger, quickly moving over toward that heroine.
“No! Get away from me you monster!” screamed the defenseless red-haired superhero.
Ignoring the girl’s protests, the Punish-Her used her razor to cut away the crimefighter’s footwear, then slipped a finger beneath the strap of the heroine’s bikini top, slightly pulling the tight red top away from the redhead’s fair-skinned frame. With a sharp yank, the Punish-Her tore the bikini top off exposing the Red Avenger’s small but ever-so-shapely breasts to inspection.
“My, such nice little boobies you have, my dear,” taunted the Punish-Her, taking the heroine’s bosoms in her hands. The Red Avenger writhed at the other woman’s perverse, disgusting touch, filled with embarrassment and horrified to have her breasts fondled like this by her wicked enemy.
Finally, the villainess released her grip on the young heroine’s breasts, slowly sliding her hands down the pale flesh of the teenage girl’s firm, flat stomach. The Red Avenger renewed her pitiful writhing, as her assailant’s hands worked their way down to the smooth, skimpy material of her red bikini bottom. The heroine let out a gasp of shock as the evil torturess ran her fingers once over her scantily-covered crotch.
Trying to hide her worry, the crimefighter summoned up her bravado and said, “D...Don’t you dare touch me! Get away from me...”
RIP! With a sharp tear, the Punish-Her tore the last of the Red Avenger’s costume off, totally stripping the embarrassed superheroine who gave only a small whimper in reaction to this last indignity.
Twirling the bikini bottom on her finger before the humiliated heroine’s eyes, the Punish-Her turned to the Iron Maiden and said, “See how easily they are cowed? After all, they’re just pathetic little girls trying to act like real women. But they’re really nothing but cowardly little sluts, easily broken and shaped to our purpose.”
“You may have captured us, but you’ll never defeat us!” shouted the defiant Red Avenger.
“Hahaha!” chuckled the Punish-Her, looking at the redheaded heroine. “Such spirit. This superbitch will prove most entertaining to break. First I intend to start on your partner so you can watch what is in store for you, Red Avenger. But just so you won’t feel left out, I have some presents for you.”
Before the red-tressed heroine’s bewildered gaze, the Punish-Her produced a trio of small clamps.
Stroking the cringing teen crimefighteress as if she were a little pet, the villainess said, “Do you know what these are for, my dear?”
Trying not to show her concern, the heroine said, “Get away from me you fiend or I swear I’ll... Oww!”
“My, what a little mouth on this one,” said the Punish-Her as she sharply grabbed hold of the struggling girl’s left breast, squeezing and pulling on the soft pale flesh forcing the heroine to bite back a groan of pain.
The Punish-Her tweaked and pulled on the Red Avenger’s nipple until it was partially erect then held out one of the clamps. The heroine’s lovely green eyes got a bit larger with fear as she was forced to watch the villainess attach the clamp to her sensitive nipple.
Determined not to show any sign of weakness before her captors, the brave superheroine clenched her teeth, biting back any sound, though the pain to the tip of her breast was horrible. As the Punish-Her then took hold of the girl’s right breast, the Red Avenger once more writhed in futile opposition, tossing her head as she struggled in her bonds, splaying her long, wavy mane of reddish-orangish hair.
But it was to no avail as the merciless Punish-Her methodically attached the harsh clamp to the girl’s right nipple so it bit sharply into the delicate, pinkish flesh.
Still determined to show no weakness to her adversary, the heroine was nevertheless forced to let out a low whining “Mmmmm...” sound from the terrible pain. But she refused to cry out her agony.
Holding up the last clamp before the poor, abused heroine’s eyes, the Punish-Her said, “Now, where can I place this last clamp, hm?”
The teenage crimefighter averted her gaze, not wanting to give the villainess the satisfaction of seeing the tears that were forming in her eyes. Nevertheless, her anxiety forced her to look down at the Punish-Her’s hands when she felt the villainess roughly seize her by the crotch.
Grabbing hold of the heroine’s furry red pubic mound, the sadistic Punish-Her mauled and pulled at the soft, tender flesh, finally placing the clamp so it just touched the sides of the young girl’s outer labia. Sweat was pooling on the horrified superheroine’s brow and beginning to roll down her pale, naked body as she was helpless to do anything but watch her demeaning torture. Slowly, painfully, the clamp was attached to the beautiful young crimefighter’s crotch while she sat there wincing with the fearful agony.
Despite her vow to show no weakness, the Red Avenger gasped in pain as the last of the three horrific clamps was attached making small whimpering sounds, “Oh... Ow... Ungh... Ohhh...” But to the Punish-Her’s mild consternation, she continued to refuse to cry out.
The villainess attached strings to each of the three clamps and then attached the three strings to one long string which she held in her hand. “This is so you will know I haven’t forgotten you as I work on your partner,” said the Punish-Her as she walked away from the Red Avenger’s quivering form, trailing the string behind her.
A nervous Ninja Girl was swaying on the chain that she hung from, writhing slightly in her bondage as she warily eyed the approaching Punish-Her.
“G...Get away from me you witch!” said the heroine, trying to remain strong in the face of such dire circumstances.
Taking her flogger in her hand, the Punish-Her said, “You must learn to show respect to your masters, little slut!”
Suddenly, the villainess lashed out with the leather flogger, slashing it across the vulnerable, pale flesh of the Ninja Girl’s taut little buttocks.
“Umm...” the 18-year-old superheroine bravely bit back her cry of pain, refusing to show weakness before her enemies.
WHACK!
Again the harsh leather strips crashed down upon the helpless heroine’s sensitive backside. But still Ninja Girl refused to cry out.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
The upside down crimefighter swayed back and forth on the chain that hung from the ceiling, a thin sheen of sweat beginning to coat her nubile young body as the horrible whipping continued. The smooth, white flesh of her shapely buttocks was now agonizingly painted with harsh red stripes though the wide straps of the flogger caused no permanent damage to the skin. The villainess shifted her attack, concentrating on the girl’s back, then on the back of her thighs, and finally once more upon her buttocks. Desperately, the brave young heroine gritted her teeth together, trying not to cry out or show any visible weakness before her foe.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
The brutal beating continued up and down the rear of the helpless Ninja Girl. Tears of pain and humiliation began to fill the powerless superheroine’s eyes and now the occasional whimper escaped her soft lips, though still she refused to beg for mercy.
Watching her friend’s fearful torment, the Red Avenger cried out, “No! Stop it! Don’t hurt her anymore!”
Not even pausing in her work, the Punish-Her gave a sharp yank on the cord she held in her left hand, pulling the string that attached to the clamps upon the Red Avenger’s nipples and crotch.
“AAGGHH!” shrieked the red-headed crimefighter in agony as she felt the fierce tearing sensations in her groin and breasts.
“Quite, bitch!” said the Punish-Her. “Your turn will come soon enough!”
The tears were now beginning to leak from Ninja Girl’s eyes and her groans of pain were becoming more audible.
“Oh... Ow... Ungh!” moaned the helpless martial arts maiden as again and again the flogger lashed into her sensitive body.
Halting her torture, the Punish-Her bent down, grabbing the heroine by her short brown hair and yanking the whimpering girl’s pain-filled face upward to stare into it.
“Do you wish to beg for my mercy and surrender yourself to the Savage Sisterhood, little girl?” said the menacing torturess.
Cringing slightly in the face of her wicked, leather-masked foe, the battered superheroine tried to put on a brave front, “N...No. N...Never... Sniff! I w...won’t g...give up...”
“Bah! Resistance is futile!” snarled the supervillainess, letting go of the helpless young girl and stepping around to the front of the heroine’s dangling form.
Ninja Girl’s brown eyes got large with fear as she saw the villainess draw the flogger back. She cried out, “No! You can’t! Donnnn’t! Ahhhhh!”
WHACK!
The fearsome flogger lashed down upon the front of the defenseless little superheroine’s body, slashing into the soft white flesh of the poor teenager’s pert breasts with horrible force.
“Ahhh! Nooo! Stoppp!” cried Ninja Girl pitifully, never imagining a pain so awful. Her sensitive little breasts were on fire with agony as again and again the horrible leather straps slashed into them, streaking them with vicious red marks.
The Punish-Her gradually shifted her attack to the heroine’s belly and the inviting tender white flesh of her willowy thighs, making the poor beaten superheroine scream and jiggle in her bonds.
As blows began to land on the sensitive, exposed area of her crotch, Ninja Girl could no longer control herself. She screamed wildly in pain and fright, tears freely streaming from beneath her mask.
“Agh! No! Please! Please stop! Ohhh! No more! Pleasssse!” the heroine cried. But still, the villainess continued her assault.
So that the Red Avenger would not get too comfortable, the Punish-Her began yanking on the cord attached to the clamps, making the red-headed heroine also shriek in pain. The evil torturess gave a small smile of satisfaction as her personal torture chamber was filled with a symphony of superheroine cries.
Finally, the villainess relented, temporarily stopping the horrendous torture. The Red Avenger gave a gasp and slumped in her bonds upon the X-frame. Ninja Girl, meanwhile, continued to shake and whimper as she hung from the ceiling, soft sobs of pain, fear and humiliation escaping her lips.
“You see?” said the Punish-Her, turning to the Iron Maiden who stood off to one side of the room. “Look at how easy it is to break these superbitches and turn them into whimpering little slavegirls.”
“W...We’ll n...never be your sl...slaves,” gasped the still-defiant Red Avenger from where she lay, strapped to the X-frame.
“Oh? Still some fight left in you, Red Cunt? Well, we’ll fix that soon enough,” said the torturess. “And what of you, Ninja Whore? Ready to serve the Savage Sisterhood?”
Though battered beyond endurance, still the spunky Ninja Girl struggled to resist her captors. “N...No...” the tearful teen heroine managed to groan out.
“Hm, you’ve got more spirit than I thought, little Ninja Bitch,” said the Punish-Her. “But we’ll work that out of you. First, though, I believe your partner requires my attention. But I don’t want you to get bored while I’m busy with her. I have some lovely toys for you.”
The superheroine’s tearstained brown eyes filled with horror as the Punish-Her produced a gigantic vibrator.
“N...No! Don’t! Get that away from meeee! Please... Noooo!” screamed the frightened heroine but to no avail.
The Punish-Her placed the tip of the large, hard-plastic device against the outer edge of the helpless crimefighter’s vagina and slowly began to twist it, gradually forcing it downward, into the upside down heroine’s tight little cunt.
“Noooo... Pleassssse...” whimpered the horrified Ninja Girl but to no avail. Despite her legs being tightly tied together, the vicious villainess used all her might to force the plastic implement deep into Ninja Girl’s helpless body.
The defenseless heroine groaned and gasped, then suddenly jerked in her bonds as the terrifying instrument hummed uncomfortably to life. It jolted her groin, pounding it, sending hammering pulses of vibrations through her most delicate and private of areas. Ninja Girl flopped about helplessly, strung up from the ceiling like a fish on a line, unable to do anything but groan and whimper in agony and horror.
Smiling evilly, the Punish-Her said, “Oh, by the way, I should have mentioned that vibrator is a special model, designed to vibrate at a level roughly the equivalent of a jackhammer. Hahahaha!”
“Ack! Ungh! God... no! Get it ouuuut! Pleasssse! Noooo!” cried Ninja Girl, her whole body paralyzed with the horrific pulsing sensations devastating the soft folds of her sensitive vagina.
“Wait, I almost forgot,” said the villainess in a taunting tone, “I have another one of these.”
The Punish-Her produced a second vibrator, nearly as large as the first, holding it in front of Ninja Girl’s pain-filled gaze. She then stepped behind the helpless heroine, who suddenly comprehended the fate her enemy intended for her.
“Oh, God no! Please! Not back there!” screamed Ninja Girl desperately as she felt the Punish-Her’s hands upon her buttocks. “Nooo! Pleassssse! I’m begging you... Noooo!” cried the defenseless heroine as the torturess slowly spread the slim, firm cheeks of ass. And touched the tip of the vibrator to the outside of her tiny, puckered anus. “P...P...Please... Not that... Pleasssse... Nooooagggghhhh!!!” Ninja Girl shrieked in horror as the Punish-Her suddenly plunged the vibrator deep into her rear passage, painfully forcing the huge, hard-plastic device into the sobbing superheroine, stretching her coiled little asshole beyond all endurance.
As the second vibrator began to pulsate violently deep inside her ass, Ninja Girl was reduced to a helplessly twitching, sobbing mass of teenage flesh, unable to do anything save hang there and writhe in torment.
Then the Punish-Her turned her attention to the Red Avenger.
“G...Get away f...from me you monster!” cried the redheaded heroine in growing fright as the Punish-Her approached her. Never had the young crimefighter felt so vulnerably exposed, spread eagled nude as she was, strapped tightly to the metal rack, helpless before her enemies gaze.
The Red Avenger squirmed desperately, the anxiety clear upon her face as the villainess removed the clamps from her breasts and crotch. The heroine sighed slightly with relieve but eyed her enemy warily as the Punish-Her again took up her leather flogger.
“Do you too, wish to beg for my mercy?” asked the wicked villainess.
“N...No... n...never...” replied the scared superheroine in a little voice. She was determined to give this vile creature no satisfaction.
The Punish-Her drew back her arm and lashed out at the defenseless heroine.
“Aggghhh!” shrieked the Red Avenger as she felt the harsh sting of the flogger upon her already abused chest.
Again and again the savage leather weapon crashed down upon the helpless superheroine, viciously whipping into her bare breasts, stomach and thighs. The Red Avenger screamed, moaned and writhed uselessly in her tight bonds, a sheen of sweat coating her entire fair-skinned form. Finally, the Punish-Her relented in her beating of the heroine.
The Red Avenger once more slumped weakly in her bonds, her head dropping down upon her chest as her whole body trembled slightly from the savage tortures she had received.
Seizing the battered superheroine by her long red hair, the Punish-Her jerked the girl’s head up so she could look her in the face. “Don’t pass out on me yet, Red Slut. I still haven’t heard your lovely pleas for mercy!” The villainess accentuated her threat by robbing the shaft of her flogger against the heroine’s bare, unprotected pubic mound.
The Red Avenger’s eyes went wide in fright as she whimpered, “No! Not that! D...Don’t wh...whip me th...th...there! Noooo!”
But before the helpless heroine’s horrified gaze, the Punish-Her drew her arm back and slashed the flogger sharply into the teenage crimefighter’s wide-open cunt.
“AAAGGGHHH!!!” screamed the Red Avenger in more agony than she had ever known. “No! Don... AAARRRGGGHHH!!!”
Repeatedly, the Punish-Her struck the defenselessly heroine’s screaming, jiggling, sobbing form directly in her most sensitive spot, lashing the helpless young girl’s groin until the Red Avenger felt her poor delicate vagina burning in agony.
Unable to take the horrid torture any longer, the proud teen crimefighteress shrieked out in defeat, begging for mercy, “Nooo! Pleassse! No more! Sob! Please, Punish-Her! Please, please, please! Don’t hurt me anymore! Please stopppp! Sob! Sob!”
The Punish-Her temporarily stayed her hand, looking down upon the shamed and frightened female before her, no longer a brave and confident superheroine, but now a scared and helpless little girl pleading wildly for a release from her torture.
“Very well, little girl,” said the villainess, attempting to emphasize to the heroine her helplessly reduced state, “I can be merciful. But first you must swear to serve the Savage Sisterhood as our slave for life!”
Though dreading further punishment, still the grain of pride, courage and determination within the Red Avenger that made her a superheroine rebelled at this final indignity. “N...No... I won’t...” she whimpered
From her spot off in one corner of the torture chamber, the Iron Maiden chuckled malevolently. “So, these super sluts are tougher to break than you had imagined.”
“No matter,” said the Punish-Her. “It just gives us a chance to have a bit more sport with them. Are you ready for stage two?”
“I thought we’d never get around to this,” said the Iron Maiden, adjusting the lower portion of her armor and stepping from the shadows. “I’ve been waiting to revenge myself upon this Red Avenger bitch for some time now.”
As the armored villainess approached her, the captive Red Avenger’s eyes grew large with fright, for she saw that the Iron Maiden had inserted her dreaded metallic dildo into the pelvic portion of her armor.
“No! Get that away from me! No! Donnnn’t!” shrieked the helpless heroine in berserk terror as the iron-clad villainess approached her.
“It’s time I paid you back for foiling my past plans, Red Pussy!” said the Iron Maiden as she mounted the X-frame, looming above the quivering, fear-filled form of the utterly powerless Red Avenger.
“No! Sob! Please don’t... Please... Not that...” whimpered the helplessly frightened young girl as the armored villainess lowered herself down, touching the tip of her huge metal dildo to the outer lips of the squirming heroine’s vagina.
Laughing evilly in her cowering victim’s face, the Iron Maiden said, “Soon, you really will be the ‘Red Pussy.’ Hahahah!” Then the cruel supervillainess plunged her massive metal tool deep into the helplessly spread eagled superheroine’s defenseless vagina, ramming herself deep into the overwhelmed crimefighter’s womb.
“AAGGHH!” shrieked the Red Avenger as she felt the gigantic, too-large steel implement forced into her already sore nether regions. “Get it ouuuut! Sob! Please! Oh, please... Sob! Ungh! Stopppp!” The weakened, cringing crimefighteress could only cry and plead for mercy as she felt the cold, hard, metal bar moving deep within her, pounding and abrading her sensitive inner walls, making her writhe with pain and cry in a terror and utter humiliation that reached to the very bottom of her soul, making her want to shrivel up, to run away and never show her face again. But all she could do is lay there, strapped helplessly on to the X-frame and be viciously raped by her savage foe.
Meanwhile, Ninja Girl watched on helplessly, unable to help even herself. She still swung upside down from the ceiling, her groin and anus relentlessly pounded by the super-vibrators. She moaned and sobbed in pain. But even worse was her own complete shame. To not just be beaten and captured by a villain, but to be sexually abused as well, to have her body violated in this grotesque manner made the proud young girl weep bitter tears of humiliation. But her plight only got worse as she suddenly felt the strong grip of the Punish-Her upon her helplessly squirming little body.
“And how are you doing, my dear?” asked the Punish-Her in a taunting tone, running her hands up and down the bare flanks of the trembling superheroine.
“Nooo...” whimpered Ninja Girl in further fear and embarrassment, “Please... Donnnn’t”
Grinning, the evil torturess stroked the helplessly squirming young heroine’s quivering buttocks and pain-filled groin making the girl quake in revulsion. Then the Punish-Her roughly gripped the crimefighter’s shapely little breasts, squeezing them until Ninja Girl squealed in protest.
“Ahhh! Please stop this! Sob! Please, no morrre!” cried Ninja Girl weakly.
But instead of stopping, the Punish-Her placed herself before the cowering superheroine so her groin was directly in front of the inverted Ninja Girl’s face. The villainess pulled down her leather bikini bottom and roughly gripped Ninja Girl by her short brown hair, forcing the dazed young heroine’s face into the crotch.
“Lick me, bitch!” commanded the Punish-Her. When the heroine failed to immediately comply, the torturess took up the flogger in her free hand and whipped it down upon the front of the captive girl’s still pulsing groin.
“Argggh!” screamed Ninja Girl in pain, her mouth reflexively opening upon the Punish-Her’s pussy.
Battered and defeated, helpless to resist her opponent, the powerless superheroine had no choice but to meekly comply and begin servicing her tormentor, rubbing her pink little tongue over the edge of the woman’s vagina.
Across the room, the Iron Maiden continued to pound into the shattered Red Avenger, plunging her harsh metal dildo over and over again into the poor sobbing superheroine’s devastated cunt, pounding away at the terrified crimefighter’s body and soul.
Finally, after a seeming eternity, the Iron Maiden pulled back from the cowering, weeping form that only hours earlier had been a proud, defiant superheroine. The Punish-Her, too, stepped away from the equally degraded Ninja Girl.
“So,” said the Punish-Her, “Are you two ready to be our slaves forever?”
Through her tears, the Red Avenger managed to look at the tortured form of her friend and crimefighting partner. Ninja Girl returned the gaze.
“No...” moaned the pitifully battered Red Avenger.
“We won’t...” whimpered Ninja Girl with the last of her fading courage.
The Iron Maiden looked at her compatriot and said, “Apparently you have underestimated these two.”
“Not at all,” replied the Punish-Her. “See how they draw strength from each other, from their friendship. Now, watch as I turn this against them in the final stroke. Time for stage three!”
* * *

Diane, again dressed as Twilight Woman in her skin-tight black spandex outfit and mask, sat perched upon a ledge, watching the four robed women empty the vaults of the First National Bank of Sinner City. The women, members of the Savage Sisterhood, were not exactly being subtle. They had blown a 10 foot hole in the outside wall of the bank and were now taking their time emptying the contents of the vault.
“Well, no one said crooks are smart,” thought Diane, leaping into action, though she was still wary of a trap.
The slender young heiress, dropped down off the ledge, somersaulting through the air to land atop one of the criminals, knocking the woman to the ground unconscious. Diane sprung up, lashing out at a second woman with a sidekick, dropping that girl as well.
The dark-clad heroine ducked, just as the third criminal swung a crowbar at her head. She retreated a step, awaiting the thugs next attack. When it came, the lithe crimefighter jumped into the air, leaping over the extended crowbar and nailing the woman with a jumping roundhouse kick that laid her low. This left only the fourth criminal to be dealt with.
Diane spun around to see this woman backed against a well, her hands out before her. The brunette heroine approached the robed figure, on her guard for any tricks.
“I surrender,” said the female criminal. “No need for violence.”
Diane removed a small zip strip from the band around her wrist in order to cuff the woman.
“You must be the legendary Twilight Woman,” said the lady crook.
“And you must be going to jail,” answered the heroine.
“Sure, go ahead,” replied the woman. “But I’ll offer you a trade. Let us go and I’ve got a tip for you.”
“A tip?” said Diane, showing no interest.
“On your fellow superheroines, the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl.”
“What about them?”
“As of this moment, they are being held in the Savage Sisterhood’s secret headquarters awaiting a hideous fate.”
“What fate?” said Diane, now concerned.
The criminal explained for several moments, then said, “I’ll give you the location of our headquarters if you let us go.”
Diane reluctantly agreed. She had no time to waste trying to force the truth from this woman. After the criminal had explained the location of the Savage Sisterhood’s secret lair, the heroine said, “If you show you face in Sinner City again, I’ll make you regret it.” she then took off into the night.
Breathing a sigh of relief, the criminal pulled a small cellular phone from her pocket and dialed a number. When the person on the other end of the line answered, the robed woman said, “I’‘ve done as you instructed, Stalkeress. Twilight Woman is on her way.”
* * *

Ninja Girl and the Red Avenger lay on the floor of the torture chamber facing each other, their nude bodies pressed together as they were strapped into a strange type of two person harness. A gigantic double-ended dildo, larger even than the one the Iron Maiden had used, was inserted between them, pressed into both their crotches. Ninja Girl’s hands were wrapped around the Red Avenger’s back and strapped into the harness so that her hands were forced to tightly cup the other girl’s ass and the tips of her index fingers were forced partway into the Red Avenger’s asshole. For her part, the Red Avenger’s hand were tied behind Ninja Girl’s back in a similar fashion with her own fingers touching Ninja Girl’s still sore anus. The two girl’s breasts were also forced together within the strange harness, sharp, tiny needle-like devices placed directly between their sensitive little nipples where they pressed into each other. The needles and the dildo had small electronic wires that ran from them to a large computer that sat nearby.
Both heroine’s were terrified and humiliated to be tied together in this perverse fashion. But the slightest bit of struggling only seemed to make their bondage more painful, pressing the huge dildo further into their agonized cunts. Above them, loomed the intimidating forms of the Punish-Her and the Iron Maiden.
Finally, summoning up a bit of her lost courage, the Red Avenger said, “What are you fiends doing to us?”
“It’s not what we’re doing to you, slut,” said the Punish-Her. “It’s what you’re going to do to each other.”
“What are you talking about,” asked Ninja Girl, trying to fight down her own terror.
“Observe the way you are harnessed together into this device of my own creation,” said the Punish-Her. “Inserted between you is an electrified, expanding dildo. The goal of this game is to thrust it forward into your opponent. If you are out-thrust, it will expand and electrify within your own teeny twats until it sizzles and rips and apart your pathetic little pussies. Sensors are also hooked up all over your bodies to monitor your vital signs. The more stimulated - or agonized - any area of your body becomes, the more the dildo will hurt you and the less your opponent. Therefore, it is highly recommended you try to stimulate your partner so that she takes the brunt of the torture, rather than yourself..”
“You... You’re insane!” gasped the horrified Red Avenger. “I won’t hurt my friend!”
“We’ll never go along with this!” cried Ninja Girl. “You may break us but we’ll never turn on each other!”
“Oh, we’ll see about that,” said the Punish-Her, completing the heroine’s bondage by strapping their faces together so the two girls mouths were pressed together, unable to break the kissing position they found themselves in.
The two nervous heroine’s eyes were wide as they stared at each other with fear. Gradually, they felt the dildo between them come to life.
“Now get to it!” Ordered the Punish-Her. “You had better use those tongues, fingers, hips and boobs of yours and do so quickly!”
The twin heroine’s however, refused to lower themselves to this level of debasement. They laid on the ground in silent, unmoving protest, their taut, naked bodies pressed tightly together in this obscene embrace. Gradually, they felt the horrific two-headed dildo pressed between them come to life, pulsing and growing warmer. Still, they did not move.
When the two crimefighter’s refused to budge, an angered Punish-Her cracked her flogger down upon Ninja Girl, shouting, “Get to it, Ninja Whore!” Seeing that did no good, she lashed out at the Red Avenger who also refused to cooperate.
“Ohhh, there being tough,” mocked the Iron Maiden.
“We’ll see,” said the Punish-Her, who again slashed her leather flogger down upon the fair, smooth skin of the poor Red Avenger, continuing to whip the girl’s vulnerable backside until finally, grudgingly, the battered heroine let out a sob of defeat and gave a tentative thrust with her hips.
Ninja Girl’s eyes shot wide open as she felt the dildo, pushed deeper inside her, suddenly expand inside her, pressing against the inner walls of her vagina, feeling as if it would tear her apart. The savage Punish-Her kept whipping the Red Avenger’s taut little buttocks until she thrust forward once more, further expanding the dildo inside Ninja Girl.
Ninja Girl tried desperately to free her hands but the movement merely drove one finger further into the Red Avenger’s anus, making the redheaded heroine squeal. The motion forced the Red Avenger to open her mouth further and thrust her tongue deeply into Ninja Girl’s warm mouth. She also involuntarily thrust forward with her chest, causing the needle-like devices to prick sharply into Ninja Girl’s sensitive little nipples. At the same time, the Punish-Her began whipping Ninja Girl’s helpless form, causing her to wince and buck, even as the dildo expanded further inside her pain-filled crotch.
Now completely agonized and terrified beyond all endurance, the tearful Ninja Girl was finally forced to roll on top of her friend, which forced the needles down into the Red Avenger’s pinkish little nipples and thrust the dildo down into her defenseless groin.
“Ungh!” groaned the redheaded heroine, trying to resist, even as repeated whipping by the Punish-Her forced Ninja Girl to again thrust her hips forward, driving the horrible dildo deeper into the Red Avenger’s throbbing vagina, making her squirm frantically beneath the brunette heroine.
As the Red Avenger squirmed, her fingers pushed into Ninja Girl’s tight little asshole, causing uncomfortable sensations throughout the pert heroine’s entire anus. As this happened, the dildo inside her electrified, shocking Ninja Girl’s aching groin.
“AAAIIIEEE!!!” Ninja Girl wailed helplessly, succeeding only in thrusting her own tongue deeply into the Red Avenger’s warm mouth. She bucked forward, further impaling the Red Avenger’s inflamed nipples and sending the dildo deeper into the horrified young redhead.
Tears streamed down the Red Avenger’s pretty face as she tried to hold out against the agony. But helpless to resist, she was forced to thrust back with her own hips, imbedding and expanding the dildo deep inside Ninja Girl while simultaneously fingering the other superheroine’s anus.
More electricity jolted the agonized Ninja Girl as her groin spasmed with the horrible sensations. Tears of shame rolled down her face as the Red Avenger attempted to roll to her side to ease the horrible stinging sensation of the needles impaling her own nipples.
Then the two heroine’s lay on their sides, pumping the double-headed dildo into each other with violent thrusts of their hips, poking fingers into the other girl’s asshole, pushing sensitive bare breasts against each other and dueling with their tongues. Both girls were nearly hysterical with pain, fatigue, fear and shame, so much so that all thoughts of friendship were almost gone. Each merely wanted to survive and reduce the horrible agony that consumed her battered body. They had been completely reduced from proud, courageous, honorable superheroines to sniveling, whipped curs unable to save each other or themselves.
First the Red Avenger began to tire, the dildo imbedding itself deeper inside her tortured vagina, the electricity setting her poor pussy on fire. With a last, desperate burst of energy, she rolled atop her friend, burying the dildo deeply inside the plucky brunette teenager with everything she had, lifting her body up slightly them ramming it down, forcing her tongue down the helpless Ninja Girl’s throat while banging the back of the smaller girl’s pretty little head into the hard concrete floor, dizzying her, pushing her breasts down on the trapped heroine, impaling her sensitive nipples, and finally forcing the dildo all the way into Ninja Girl’s body, expanding and electrifying it inside the nearly delirious heroine’s fragile little vagina. Ninja Girl could only look up at her friend in horror, unable to believe the girl who was like a sister, was tormenting her so.
Spent, the Red Avenger finally collapsed atop her friend, her red hair matted to her head with sweat, her lithe legs trembling with fatigue and fear. Beneath her, Ninja Girl writhed in agony. Willing to do anything to remove the terrible, over-expanded tool from her burning vagina, the heroine forced herself to roll over, coming atop the helpless Red Avenger. Weeping uncontrollably, Ninja Girl began pounding her tongue, breast, fingers and hips into her friend, hoping to relieve some of her own terrible suffering.
The Red Avenger let out a long sob of agony and defeat, “Aaaggghhh!!!” as her over abused body jerked spasmodically from the torture. She too couldn’t believe her agony was being caused by her own partner. Eventually, Ninja Girl’s slim form collapsed from the effort and she rolled partway off the devastated form of the Red Avenger. The two heroine’s lay on their sides, continuing to weakly thrust their bodies into each other, vainly attempting to relieve their own suffering by causing pain to their friend.
Eventually the Punish-Her removed the device that kept the two heroines’ mouths pressed together. Their faces came apart and both young women gasped pathetically for air between agonized sobs.
The Punish-Her powered down the torturous dildo slightly and said, “Well now, how do you like that, girl’s? Ready for another round?”
“Nooo!” wailed the Red Avenger. “P...P...Please! No more! Pleasssse! I’m begging youuuu! Wahhhh!”
“Ohhh... Sob! Please!” cried Ninja Girl. “Please... Sob! I...I’ll do anyth...thing... Sob! I‘ll do whatever you want... Sob! Sob! Just... please... no more... Sniff!”
“Are you now ready to be our helpless little slaves and obey our every command for the rest of your miserable lives?” asked the Punish-Her.
Completely cowed, the Red Avenger whimpered out, “Y...Yes... Sob! Anything you want... I...I’ll b...be your s...s...slave... Sob! I’ll be a good little slavegirl to you... Sniff! Just p...please don’t hurt me anymore... Pleasssse...”
“Please, mistress,” the Punish-Her corrected.
Ninja Girl, totally broken and shattered sobbed out, “Oh yes, mistress! I promise! I’ll be a good little slave for you! Sob! Sob! Anything... I’ll do anything for you! Please mistress, have mercy on meeee!”
Grinning wickedly, the Punish-Her turned to her compatriot and said, “See, I told you they would break in the end.”
“Are you sure they’re completely broken?” said the Iron Maiden.
“Well, we’ll test them out to be certain,” said the Punish-Her. “Then we can go on to stage four and finish the transformation process. Help me get them out of that harness.”
* * *

Twilight Woman, clothed in her jet-black costume, moved in the rooftop shadows across the street from the Savage Sisterhood’s supposed headquarters like a wraith. It was just before midnight and all appeared quite in the large mansion. For all intents and purposes, the posh-looking structure could have been just what it was billed as, an exclusive private club. But Twilight Woman new better.
Placing a small infrared viewing device to her face, the heroine surveyed the premises of the estate which had been walled off from the surrounding neighborhood.
“This is no typical club. That’s for certain,” Twilight Woman thought to herself as she noted all the extreme security measures that the mansion contained.
Along its outer walls cameras and motion detectors were set up to monitor anyone approaching the building. Inside the walls, several women patrolled the grounds with trained attack dogs. Most of the windows on the main house were barred and the front door appeared to be made of 10-inch thick steel. None of which concerned Twilight Woman who had vast experience in going places she was not welcome.
“I’d better hurry,” the heroine thought. “If what that Sisterhood agent told me is true, I don’t have much time to get in there and save the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl before they’re gone forever.”
The dark-clad crimefighter lowered the night vision goggles and moments later raised a small crossbow-like weapon. The rooftop she was on was slightly higher than the top of the mansion’s roof. She had noticed no safety precautions on the roof of the Savage Sisterhood’s headquarters and had also noted the windows on the top floor were not barred.
From her hiding place in the shadows, the brunette superheroine fired off a small projectile that hit the roof of the mansion and stuck there, imbedded into the shingles atop the structure. Twilight Woman tied off her end of the line and then grabbed hold of the rope, flinging herself outward, sliding down the line toward the facing rooftop.
The female superhero’s slender form descended upon the mansion rooftop quickly, landing silently on all fours like a large cat. The heroine slowly made her way across the angled rooftop until she was at the edge of one of the overhanging eaves. She grabbed hold of the roof’s edge and gracefully flipped downward, sliding her body silently through an open third story window.
Once inside the ominous structure, the beautiful young adventurer made her way stealthily into the hall. At one end of the hallway was an open elevator. The heroine cautiously stepped into the elevator and hit the button marked “Sub-basement. OFF LIMITS TO UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL.”
The elevator doors closed and Twilight Woman slowly descended.
* * *

“Well now,” said the Punish-Her, removing the last of the bonds from the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl, “let’s see just how subservient you little bitch-slaves are.”
The two superheroines sat huddled together on the ground in a trembling ball of terrified female flesh.
The Red Avenger cried out, “We...We’ll be good b...bitch-slaves, mistress... Sob! I p...p...promise! Please, I’ll do whatever you want... Sob! Please just d...don’t hurt me anymorrrre! Wahhhh!”
An equally cowed Ninja Girl pleaded helplessly, “Y...Yes m...mistress... Sniff! I’ll be good... Sob! I’ll be your best little bitch-slave! Any...Anything you w...want... Sniff! I can’t take anymore p...pain... Sob! Please don’t hurt meeeeee! Sob! Sob! Sob!”
“Very well,” said the Punish-Her. “Crawl over here, bitch-slaves!”
Quickly, the completely broken superheroines scurried on all fours to there new master’s sides, cowering at her feet like whimpering little doggies. The villainess began to stride along and the powerless, whimpering superheroines crawled on their hands and knees across the hard dungeon floor in order to keep by her sides. Even if the two shattered girls had had the will to resist at this point, the constant tortures and deprivations had drained all the strength from their bodies making any resistance useless. But it didn’t matter since neither heroine had the courage to any longer hold out against abject submission. Both young girls had been traumatized and pushed past their breaking points, all their pride and courage stripped from them, leaving them no longer superheroines but now just naked, helpless, cringing little teenage girls humiliated by their transformation and terrified of their captors. The had been completely broken down and reduced to a pitifully wretched state of cowardice.
Stopping in mid-stride, the Punish-Her looked at the Red Avenger and said, “Now who are you, whore?”
Kneeling on the ground in abject terror and submission, the once brave superheroine whimpered out, “I... Sob! I’m the Red Pussy... Sniff! I u...used to be a superheroine b...but now I just a weak, powerless, cowardly little bitch-slave... Sob! Sob! I’m too weak and pathetic to resist you m...mistress... Sob! I live only to serve the Savage Sisterh...hood... Sniff! Please, I beg you for mercy! Please let me be your helpless little b...b...bitch-slave forever... Sobbbbb!!!”
“Very good, Red Pussy,” answered the Punish-Her, who then turned her attention to Ninja Girl. “And who are you, slut?”
Prostrate on the ground before the looming form of her conqueror, the trembling, naked young brown-haired girl wept out, “I’m n...nothing now... Sob! I u...u...used to b...be the superheroine N...Ninja Girl... Sob! But now I’m just... Ninja Cunt... Sob! Sob! I’m a pathetic, helpless little bitch-slave who can’t do anything but c...crawl on the floor in fear because I’m too weak to p...protect myself... Sob! I’m nothing but a pitiful little f...fucktoy for the Savage Sisterhood! Please have mercy on me mistress... Wahhhhhh!!!”
“Excellent, my little bitch-slave fuck-toys,” said the Punish-Her, relishing her triumph. “Now show your mistress how much you love her by licking her feet.”
Both broken, shattered young heroines looked up at their cruel mistress with tears of fear and shame in their eyes, then pathetically lowered their faces to the toes of her leather boots and stuck out their tongues. Degradingly, the two girls licked the Punish-Her’s boots, sobbing brokenly at the depths to which they had sunk, but unable to resist for the fear of further horrible punishments.
The Red Avenger’s tongue made it’s way along the top of her tormentor’s foot and then slowly trailed its way up the length of the leather boot. The powerless girl sobbed in complete degradation, knowing she had sunk to the lowest depths of terrible submission but just too terrified to resist even the most humiliating of orders. She was truly what she had said, a weak, pathetic, helpless little bitch-slave.
Meanwhile, Ninja Girl was busy licking the filthy sole of her mistress’ boot, her pink little tongue forced to lick away at the filth and mud that crusted the leather-soled bottom. Her eyes were filled with tears as she two recognized the horrible state of complete slavery to which she had fallen. But she too, knew she was now little more than a shadow of her formerly proud and spirited superheroine self.
Finally, the Punish-Her commanded, “Enough. That was very good, my little bitch-slaves. Now I’ll reward you. Red Pussy, lie back and spread your legs like the whore that you are!”
With a sob, the helpless Red Avenger said, “Yes, mistress...” and complied.
Then the Punish-Her said, “Now, Ninja Cunt, lick your friend’s pussy!”
Powerless to disobey the shameful act, the quaking former-superheroine crawled between her friend’s legs and dropped her head meekly down to the other girl’s reddish pubic mound. Tentatively, she stuck out her tongue and lapped gently at her one-time crimefighting partner’s crotch.
The Red Avenger closed her tear-filled eyes and tried not to think of the degrading act she was being forced to submit to. She felt her friend’s hot breath upon her most private of places and then the soft, tentative touch of the Ninja girl’s warm little tongue upon her pussy. “Ohhhh...” whimpered the Red Avenger in helpless embarrassment.
“More!” commanded the Punish-Her and instantly Ninja Girl began lapping away at the Red Avenger’s defenseless vagina, stroking her tongue up and down the length of the other girl’s slit, taking no pleasure in demeaning her friend but too terrified to disobey. The Red Avenger, for her part, could do nothing but helplessly lay there and submit to whatever perversities her captors decided to inflict upon her fear-filled body.
After several minutes of this, the Punish-Her said, “Very good, Ninja Cunt. Now it’s your turn.”
The weeping brunette superheroine instantly stopped her licking, glad to be released from her wretched task, but scared as to what would come next for her.
“Lie down on you belly, Ninja Cunt,” commanded the Punish-Her.
Fearfully, the teenage girl complied, laying her nude body face first upon the cold hard floor.
“Now, Red Pussy,” sneered the Punish-Her, “stick your tongue up Ninja Cunt’s filthy little asshole!”
The redheaded heroine looked at her friend in horror, but one glance from the Punish-Her had the Red Avenger scurrying over and placing her face by Ninja Girl’s pert little buttocks.
As she felt her friend’s warm breath upon her bare backside, Ninja Girl gave a small whimper of fear and humiliation. She felt utterly reduced to just what she had called herself, a weak little fuck-toy unable to save herself from any horrors that were visited upon her defenseless body. The scared little heroine gave another whimper as she felt the Red Avenger place her hands upon her buttocks and slowly spread her ass cheeks apart. Never had Ninja Girl felt more helpless, more violated than at this moment. But all she could do was lay there on the cold, hard floor weeping in total fearful submission.
The Red Avenger could barely see for all the tears in her eyes as she lowered her face down to her friends anus and tentatively stuck out her pink little tongue, poking it gently into Ninja Girl’s coiled little asshole. Ninja Girl gave a loud whimper of horror when she felt the unwelcome intrusion and the Red Avenger paused, not wanting to go on furthering their degradation.
“Shove it all the way in!” commanded the Punish-Her.
Helplessly, the completely defeated Red Avenger complied with her mistress, sticking her tongue down deeply into Ninja Girl’s puckered little anus, working it around inside the other heroine’s asshole, ignoring the horrid taste and the feelings of utter disgust that rose up in her, now truly nothing more than a helpless little bitch-slave.
After a seeming eternity, the Punish-Her gave the command to stop. The Red Avenger instantly pulled back from her friend. Both girls sat cowering on the floor, unable to look at each other with the shame of what they had just done.
“Excellent,” said the Punish-Her. “Now why don’t each other taste what your made of, so to speak. Give each other a nice long kiss to show your affection.
Glancing at each other in horror, the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl had no choice and slowly crawled toward each other. Hesitantly, they brought their faces together and brushed their lips together.
“Work those tongues!” Ordered the Punish-Her and the two frightened young teens complied, shoving their tongues shamefully into each other’s mouths. They gagged at the combined tastes of the Red Avenger’s vagina and Ninja Girl’s anus but continued to tongue kiss each other until finally, the Punish-Her gave the command to stop.
Looking over at the Iron Maiden, the torturess said, “Well what do you think we should do with them next?”
“Well,” answered the iron-clad villainess, “We could string them up and whip them some more.”
This suggestion brought a cry of whimpering sobs from both young girls.
Ninja Girl wept in terror and begged, “Please, mistress... Sob! Please, I’ll be a good little bitch-slave for you... Sob! I’ll do what you want... Sob! Please don’t hurt me anymore... sob! I can’t take anymore! I’m b...b...begging youuuu... Wahhhh! Please, oh please, oh please....”
The Red Avenger joined in the disgraceful pleading, “Sob! Sob! Sob! No mistress! Please! I...I’ll d...do anything... Sob! I’ll be your best little bitch-slave! You’ll see... Sob! I’m a g...g...good little fucktoy! Don’t hit me agaaaaain... Sob! Pleassssse... Wahhhh!”
Smiling wickedly, the Punish-Her said, “I think that just about does it.”
“Yes,” said the Iron Maiden. “You impress me, Punish-Her. You’ve completely broken them. Their nothing but sniveling little slavegirls.”
“Exactly,” replied the Punish-Her. “Now that their will has been broken, they’re fully prepared for the conversion process. Let’s begin!”
* * *

The burly female guard at the security desk looked up as the elevator door opened. No one was allowed to come down to sub-basement level three without prior notification and the guard had received none.
Suddenly, a dark-clad form sprang from the depths of the elevator, hurdling the desk and slamming a foot into the guard’s face. As the female guard slumped to the floor unconscious, Twilight Woman was already moving past her, down the hallway.
As she stealthily crept down the gloomy passage, a side door opened and three more Savage Sisterhood agents emerged into the corridor. The three women stared at the intruder, momentarily nonplussed.
Acting before any of her foes, Twilight Woman leapt to the fray. She leveled the nearest guard with a sidekick, then spun around, catching the second guard in the face with the heel of her foot. But the third guard was sprinting down the hallway heading toward a red emergency alarm at the end of the corridor.
Twilight Woman gave chase, finally taking to the air and leveling the remaining woman with a flying sidekick to the spine. The guard toppled forward but as she did, she managed to hit the emergency alarm with her hand. Instantly, bells began to ring throughout the complex, sirens wailed and a prerecorded voice announced over a loudspeaker, “Alert! Intruder alert! Intruder alert!”
“Great,” thought the heroine. “So much for the element of surprise. I’d better find Ninja Girl and the Red Avenger quick before something happens to them.”
* * *

The Punish-Her finished hooking the electrodes up to the side of the trembling Red Avenger’s head as the Iron Maiden did likewise to the cringing Ninja Girl.
“There, that should do it,” said the Punish-Her, placing some virtual reality goggles on the terrified superheroine.
Doing likewise with Ninja Girl, the Iron Maiden said, “Explain to me again exactly how this works, Punish-Her.”
“It’s really quite simple,” said the torturess, moving over to a large electronics console. “This device sends electrical waves into certain portions of the subjects brain. It starts with the area of the brain that controls short term memory and wipes it clean, then gradually spreads to those areas that control long term memory and wipes that out. After a few minutes, all the victims memories are gone. Then, using some virtual reality and some hypnotic suggestions, we can completely reprogram them into loyal and obedient members of the Savage Sisterhood. The process is irreversible. They will be ours for life! Hahahaha!”
Hearing this, the two captive heroines quaked in fear, knowing there was no escape.
“That sounds very useful,” said the Iron Maiden. “But what was the point of torturing them until they break?”
“The process works best when the victims personalities have already been largely submerged and weakened. Besides... torturing them was so much fun.”
The evil Punish-Her turned a dial on the console and slowly began the flow of electricity.
Hearing the machine come to life, the cowering Red Avenger gulped once and turned blindly to her partner who sat next to her. “G...Good bye C...Cindy...” sniffed the overcome heroine.
Beginning to cry, Ninja Girl turned toward the sound of her friend’s voice and sniveled out, “Good Bye J...Jenny... Sob!”
Suddenly, as the electrodes attached to the heroine’s heads came to life, an alarm sounded throughout the installation.
“What the hell is that?!” shouted the Punish-Her.
“It’s the security alarm for the restricted lower levels. But there was no drill scheduled,” answered the Iron Maiden. “Could someone have penetrated our headquarters?”
“Impossible! No one could possibly make it this far past our defenses! Find out what’s going on!”
The Iron Maiden walked across the room, intending to step outside and see what was causing the commotion. But as she placed her hand upon the dungeon door, the door suddenly burst inward, sending the armored villainess toppling over.
“Ungh! What the...” groaned Iron Maiden.
The Punish-Her spun around to behold the lithe but dangerous looking black-clad figure standing in the doorway. “What... Who are you?!” said the surprised leather-masked torturess.
Standing in the doorway, a vision of deadly beauty, the female figure said, “I’m your worst nightmare, lady. Though some people call me... Twilight Woman!”
Covering the distance between the doorway and the Punish-Her in four big strides, the gorgeous brunette crimefighter launched herself in a flying sidekick, her foot catching the Punish-Her flush in the face, sending her toppling over the electronic console.
Seeing the electrodes hooked up to the battered, helpless heroines, an angered Twilight Woman said, “What have you bitches done to them?!”
“The same thing we’re going to do to you, cunt!” screamed the metallic voice of the Iron Maiden as she came at Twilight Woman, hurling her mailed right fist at the smaller heroine’s head. But the nimble Twilight Woman easily ducked out of the way. Using her peripheral vision, the crimefighter was aware of the Punish-Her regaining her feet and approaching from behind.
Caught between the two dangerous criminals, the superheroine calmly awaited their attack as the Iron Maiden sneered, “So you’re the famous Twilight Woman. I thought you were dead. No matter, you soon will be.”
“Talk is cheap, ironsides,” replied the heroine.
Suddenly, the two supervillainess attacked, simultaneously lunging at the black-clad crimefighteress. But the astounding Twilight Woman leapt into the air, splitting her shapely legs wide apart as the twin evildoers crashed together beneath her. Instantly, the Punish-Her dropped to the ground unconscious after clanging into the hard armor of the Iron Maiden.
For her part, the armored villainess shrugged off the blow, regaining her feet and closing in on the much smaller superheroine. “I don’t care how tough and famous you think you are, little girl,” snarled Iron Maiden, “I’m going to crush you like we crushed these other two superbitches!”
Twilight Woman cautiously backed away from her foe. She knew she couldn’t afford to trade blows with the powerful, heavily armored villainess. But ten years of crimefighting had made Diane resourceful. With a small motion she depressed a button on the small wristband she wore and released a few inches of the high-tensile wire contained within the band.
Backing her foe into a corner, the Iron Maiden sensed an advantage. “Now I’m going to show you what happens to superheroines here in Sinner City!” the villainess shouted, lunging at her opponent and grabbing... nothing but air.
Again displaying her incredible quickness and agility, Twilight Woman dropped to the ground and shot through the taller woman’s legs like an arrow. As she did, she wrapped the wire in her hand around the Iron Maiden’s ankle. Coming up behind the villainess, Twilight Woman gave a sharp yank on the wire, toppling the Iron Maiden face first to the floor. Before the criminal could react, Twilight Woman was tying her ankles together like a calf roper.
“What are you doing, you slut!” roared the angered Iron Maiden.
“Doing some chassis work,” replied the heroine, suddenly yanking the prone villainess’ arms behind her and quickly tying them off to her ankles before she could react.
As the floundering Iron Maiden struggled uselessly in her hogtie, Twilight Woman quickly turned her attention toward the two captive heroines. With her extensive knowledge of electronics and computers, she instantly recognized the diabolical mind-wiping device for what it was. The dark-clad heroine instantly turned the machine off, silently hoping she had been in time before to much damage had been done to Ninja Girl and the Red Avenger’s minds.
Removing the electrodes and goggles from their heads, Twilight Woman was at first greeted by a pair of blank stares. But with two weak groans, the battered heroines gradually began to come around. “Wha... Where are we?” said the Red Avenger.
“Easy. Be still. You’re still a little weak,” said Twilight Woman, tenderly.
“What happened?” mumbled Ninja Girl.
“What’s the last thing you remember?” asked Twilight Woman.
“Ohhh, my head hurts,” groaned Ninja Girl. “Let me think... We had just finished our patrol...”
“Then we went back to my house,” added the Red Avenger. “Then... then... I can’t remember.”
Judging by the shape the two superheroines appeared to be in, Twilight Woman thought it best that they didn’t remember the details of their captivity. “Just lie back and relax for a few moments. Regain your strength.”
As the two dazed heroines fluttered in and out of consciousness, Twilight Woman took the opportunity to hook Iron Maiden and the Punish-Her up to the mind altering machine. “If this works as I believe it should,” the heroine thought to herself, “three minutes should be about right.”
Turning on the machine, Twilight Woman noticed the Red Avenger and Ninja Girl coming out of their stupor. “Are you feeling any better, now?” she asked them.
“Uhhh... a little,” moaned the Red Avenger. “What happened? I still can’t remember what’s been going on.”
Twilight Woman quickly answered. “You were tangling with the Savage Sisterhood of Sapho. I thought I would lend you a hand.”
“Ohhh... my head,” groaned Ninja Girl. “Hey! I recognize you. Your costume... you’re...”
“Twilight Woman?!” gasped the Red Avenger in surprise.
“Yes, that’s me,” replied the older heroine, turning off the amnesia machine and unhooking a disoriented Iron Maiden and Punish-Her.
“Gosh! It’s ah honor to meet you Twilight Woman,” said Ninja Girl. “You were one of the reasons I became a crimefighter in the first place.”
“Me too,” said the Red Avenger. “I’ve followed your whole career. You’ve been a real inspiration.”
“Thank you,” replied a slightly embarrassed Twilight Woman. “Now I’d better call the police and get them over here to clean out this snake’s nest.”
* * *
“Put them in the paddy wagon. I’ll be along in a moment to ride downtown with them,” said Captain Weatherby. The tall, imposing policewoman, wearing her trademark leather trenchcoat spun sharply on her heel to face the three superheroines.
Twilight Woman said, “They shouldn’t be giving you much trouble, their still disoriented. But I doubt they’ll remember much of what happened here. They...”
“Enough!” snapped Weatherby. “I’ll take it from here. And in the future, I’d advise you to watch your step. I don’t care much for you costumed vigilantes interfering in police business! You may have ruined months of police work. We’ve been investigating this drug ring for some time now and thanks to you, all that work is out the window! I don’t want to see your masked faces again!”
While the two younger superheroines, both drained from their long ordeal, remained silent at the captain’s reproach, Twilight Woman stepped forward, standing inches from the taller police woman she looked up directly into the captain’s eyes. The two women locked wills and it was the police captain who blinked first.
Calmly, Twilight Woman said, “I’ve seen the way you conduct your police investigations, captain. It’s no wonder this city is in the sorry shape it is. As for seeing my masked face again, you can count on it. Twilight Woman is here to stay until this town is a safe place for decent people.”
Her face growing red, the cords in her neck standing out in fury, Captain Weatherby turned away from the determined female vigilante without a word and stormed out.
“Boy, talk about gratitude,” said the Red Avenger.
“I’m used to it,” answered Twilight Woman. “The police often don’t like to be showed up by ‘amateurs.’”
“Twilight Woman,” said Ninja Girl, “are you really going to be staying around Sinner City for a while?”
The Red Avenger quickly picked up her partner’s line of thinking and added, “Yes, because if you are, we could use your help. I think the three of us might make a pretty good team.”
Smiling slightly, the dark-clad crimefighter said, “Yes, I’ll be staying in town for a while. And yes, I do think we’d make a pretty good team.”
Each of the three costumed heroines then put out their right hand, touching them together in a spirit of unity. And by unspoken ascent, a group that would soon be known in the newspapers as “The Tremendous Trio,” was formed.
* * *

The Punish-Her and the Iron Maiden sat in the back of the police paddy wagon handcuffed and brooding. The door to the paddy wagon suddenly swung open and in stepped Captain Weatherby.
“All right,” ordered the police captain, “tell me what you remember.”
“Nothing,” replied the Punish-Her. “That bitch Twilight Woman must have hooked me up to my own amnesia machine. I can’t remember a damn thing that’s happened over the last three days!”
“Me either,” said the Iron Maiden.
Captain Weatherby paused a moment, as if thinking things over. Finally, she said, “Then you have failed me... again!”
The two supervillainess looked at each other, then said in annoyed unison, “Yes, we have failed you... Number One.”
The woman known as “Captain Weatherby” shook her head angrily, then said, “All my careful planning with the Savage Sisterhood, all my inside information as a police captain, and it’s all come to naught because of that one little superbitch, Twilight Woman! Well she must be allowed to interfere no longer. We are almost ready to move into stage two of the ultimate plan. She must be neutralized before we proceed. Obviously neither of you is capable of achieving this. I will have to turn elsewhere.”
* * *

“Yes I understand, Number One. You won’t be sorry. Goodbye,” said the Stalkeress into the cellular phone. She turned the phone off and allowed herself a rare smile. Her plan had worked just as she had hoped. Not only had Twilight Woman rescued the two captive heroines, but the Punish-Her and Iron Maiden had allowed themselves to be caught in their own amnesia machine. They couldn’t even remember the secret identities of the Red Avenger or Ninja Girl. Of course she still had that knowledge. But the Stalkeress was going to keep this information to herself. At some later time she would choose to use it to take her revenge upon the two heroines.
But for now, her mind was otherwise occupied. Number One had seen the error of her ways and come back to the Stalkeress with a mission only she could accomplish. And it would be a pleasure. The wicked villainess who took such pleasure in hunting down and abusing her prey began to carefully plan just what hideous things she would do to her next victim... Twilight Woman!
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THE BATTLE YOU’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR!

TWILIGHT WOMAN VS. THE STALKERESS, IN...

CHAPTER 12: TWILIGHT’S LAST REAMING!