The Adventures of Star
Eagle
Episode 2
by L'Espion
Chapter
5 The Lioness
Roars
“Let me see,” said Treverson, “just how much power can you generate? It would be very interesting to find out.”
“Please,” Lubaya pleaded for about the tenth time that day, “let me go. I promise I won’t take any action against you. I won’t even tell the police.”
“You don’t seem to get the point, brown sugar. You’re my ticket to fame and fortune. Some very wealthy people are going to pay me a lot of money to have a go at that gorgeous body of yours. Why do you think I haven’t been able to pay you proper attention? I’ve been on the phone to clients all day.”
Lubaya tested her bonds, but there was no give as usual. She was strapped to Treverson’s “examination table;” the one that he had raped her on just a few days ago. This time he had changed the configuration of her bonds. Her arms were strapped over her head, one on each side of the table. Her legs were spread-eagled, but this time just to either side of the table so that she was relatively comfortable. It was the numerous leads and contacts attached to every part of her body that were most uncomfortable. Treverson had attached them to her fingertips and toes and he had not been gentle about it, using alligator clamps instead of the usual soft contacts that might be expected. They were moderately painful. However it was the contacts he had clamped to her nipples, and clitoris that really hurt.
She was, of course, completely nude. She was almost getting used to it. She had not been allowed any form of clothing for several days. The only compensating factor in her humiliating situation was the fact that Treverson was not raping her. He had done that on two more occasions since the first time, after first injecting her with a drug. He explained that it was to prevent her from becoming pregnant. He didn’t want her swelling with child. It would be bad for business.
Lubaya had come to the conclusion that Treverson was probably a little mad. He was certainly quite depraved. The second time he had raped her he had tilted the table so that her head was at the same level as his groin and then forced her to have oral sex. He had made certain of her cooperation by threatening to mutilate her breasts if she dared to bite him. It had been a horrible experience, especially when he had forced her to swallow his semen after he ejaculated. He told her it was a useful dietary supplement, being high in protein.
Worst of all was the fact that Stetsman had watched the entire episode from his cage prison. His remarks had been uncouth in the extreme. Despite the fact that he was a victim of a double-cross he seemed more interested in jeering at her helplessness. He was still doing it.
“You’re a pretty pathetic excuse for a heroine,” Stetsman sneered. “I fucked you silly and now the doc has done the same. They must have been dragging the bottom of the heroine barrel when they thought you up. Great body, but no brains. You fell into a trap that even a child would have avoided.”
“At least I know how to pick my friends,” Lubaya retorted. “Mine don’t lock me in a cage.”
“Fuck you, bitch,” Stetsman returned brilliantly. “I’m going to enjoy watching your black ass getting banged a couple of dozen times a day.”
Lubaya decided not to answer that. It was a thought that send shivers through her. To be forced into sexual bondage was a terrifying prospect; one that gave her nightmares whenever she was allowed to sleep. Somehow she had to escape from her frightening predicament, but how?
She had to admit that Stetsman was right when he accused her of being a failure as a heroine. She really hadn’t handled herself very well. But it had never occurred to her that her powers could be so easily nullified. Even more humiliating, she had not even figured out how they worked. Stetsman had figured it out for her, and had taken advantage of her ignorance to trap and violate her. Treverson had gone one better. He had found a way to permanently disable her. And now he was performing his own perverted experiments on her.
“Alright, brown sugar. I have reconnected the leads. Now if you use your power I will be able to measure its affects. How about a little display for the sake of science?”
“Please,” Lubaya replied. “If I cooperate will you let me go?”
“If you cooperate I won’t do this,” replied Treverson. As he finished his sentence he brought his fist down into her solar plexus. In Lubaya’s exposed position she could not avoid the blow, and it was so unexpected that it knocked the breath out of her.
Five minutes later, when she had finished gasping, Lubaya was able to answer. She nodded her head.
“Alright then,” said Treverson. “Give me your full power.”
Lubaya did; channeling as much energy through her as she was able. The Lights of the lab dimmed as the power surged through her. And they kept on dimming as she directed all her efforts into drawing power from the surrounding environment and channeling it into the leads that connected her to Treverson’s sensitive equipment.
“Incredible!” exclaimed Treverson. “She’s up to over one hundred thousand volts!” He scurried over to his meters to check the readings more closely. “OK, sugar, that’s enough.”
But Lubaya suddenly had an idea. She wondered why she had not thought of it before. It seemed so obvious now. Instead of stopping the flow of energy she increased it, focusing all of her will on channeling whatever electricity she could reach through her sweating body.
It took a supreme effort. She had never used such power before. It had never been necessary. Using all of her powers of concentration she sought out whatever sources of energy she could find. Her body arched with the effort and sweat poured from her velvet skin, soaking the pad she was stretched out on. With a “ping” the alligator clamps that were snapped onto her extremities popped off and the straps holding her wrists and ankles exploded.
“Stop, you fucking bitch!” Treverson screamed. But it was too late. The lights in the lab suddenly went out plunging the room into darkness.
Lubaya was suddenly free. Not only free, but her powers were no longer immobilized by Treverson’s clever grounding device. But she didn’t use her powers. As the emergency lights flickered on she crouched on the floor for a few seconds breathing heavily as she recovered her strength. Then getting herself under control she moved toward Treverson.
The balding doctor moved away in obvious fear. “Please don’t hurt me, Simba. I was just having a little harmless fun. I always intended to let you go.” His eyes fastened on her quivering breasts. They bounced slightly with every step. Lubaya was suddenly reminded that she was completely naked. The realization filled her with an almost blind fury. She had no use for her powers now. She wanted to deal with Treverson more personally.
It took her five minutes to put him away. She could have done it in five seconds, but she liked watching his blood splatter the walls and floor of the lab. When she had finished she was panting heavily. She had made no effort to fight scientifically, she had simple beaten the man to a pulp. When she was finished she turned slowly toward Stetsman. Even behind the bars of his cage he backed away.
“Wait and minute, babe,” he said. “I’m willing to surrender. You can’t just beat me up. You’ve got to turn me over to the police. I know my rights.”
Now Lubaya used her powers. The lock on Stetsman’s cage simply blew apart. Two strides took her across the room. Then she hauled the cringing thug from the cage and treated him to a replay of the scene she had played with Treverson. It was only then that she gave Stetsman his wish and called the police.
Drummond and Reilly surveyed the scene of the latest vigilante mayhem. “Someone really gave those two a licking,” Reilly observed. “Looks like it was payback time.”
Drummond nodded. “This place is strange,” he said looking around the room. “It looks like a combination of laboratory and torture chamber. I wonder what those cages were used for. They are equipped like jail cells.”
“I guess we might find out when we interrogate the two goons we found here. It might be a while until they are out of intensive care though. Someone really worked them over.”
“I suspect there might be a connection between that power blackout and this place. There is one hell of a lot of electronic equipment in here. I wonder what Treverson was up to.”
“Right,” said Reilly. “And what was Stetsman doing here? I didn’t know they were working together.”
“Damned if I know. The case just keeps on getting stranger and stranger. And somewhere I suspect that one of those superheroines is involved.”
“Star Eagle again?”
“I’m not so sure this time. Beating up villains is certainly her style, but she doesn’t usually take such a long time to do it. Whoever hammered Stetsman and Treverson took their time. I suspect there might be more than one superheroine in Grand Centre.”
Reilly rolled his eyes. “I hope not, Lieutenant. Things are complicated enough with just one. I don’t know what we are going to do with two.”
“Feeling better, dear?” Karla held out another tissue. Lubaya had gone through most of the box. The girl was sitting on the settee with Melissa holding her hand.
Lubaya nodded. She had gone straight to Karla’s apartment after her escape. She had called her mother first to tell her that she was alright. Her mother was most relieved. She had thought that Lubaya almost certainly had been abducted by aliens. Ironically it was an alien that Lubaya wanted to see. She couldn’t face her mother in her battered and disheveled condition and she desperately needed to talk to someone about what had happened to her. Another heroine seemed to be the prefect choice.
Karla and Melissa had known at once what had happened to her. Although physically she was in good health, psychologically she was devastated. Despite the fact that she had triumphed over her enemies she had not been prepared for the humiliation of being raped and brutalized. Instinctively she had sought out the only two women she knew who would probably understand what she had endured. She had not been wrong. Having experienced rape and degradation themselves, Karla and Melissa proved to be the perfect choice. They sat with her and listened while she brokenly told her story. And then they told theirs.
It had helped. The three women had shared their tears. It was Lubaya who had cried the longest, but eventually she too cried herself out. Their tears were therapeutic, helping all of them to feel much better when they were through. Now as Lubaya wiped away the last of her tears Karla spoke softly to her.
“And so you see. It was not a completely humiliation, but a triumph. Your cruel adversaries had you at their mercy and you found a way to overcome them. In spite of the hopelessness of your situation you found a way to win. That is what being a heroine is all about.”
Lubaya nodded. She saw now what she should have realized from the start. When a woman goes up against men she risks more than just being defeated. She faces sexual violation and enslavement. She understood that better now, having fallen victim to just such a terrible set of circumstances. But she had survived and beaten her enemies. It had been a terrible ordeal by fire but she had been tempered by the heat, much a steel blade is made stronger by reforging. And she had formed a bond with the most unlikely of partners, the alien known as Star Eagle and the Russian beauty who was her companion. In the future she would not have to fight alone. She would have two strong friends to help her.
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