Chapter
14 Nova’s
Test
“Remove her
bandages,” Retinoff ordered.
Nova lay quite still on the
gurney. She was still in incredible
agony from the flogging she had received.
Her abductors had given her nothing for the pain, apparently enjoying
the spectacle of a supposedly invulnerable
superheroine’s
anguish.
Retinoff’s assistants were none too
gentle about removing her bandages
either. They ripped them off,
leaving strips of her flesh clinging to
them.
“Aaaagghhh!” Nova cried.
Then she gritted her teeth.
She had to deny her torturers the pleasure of seeing her react to
their brutality. In a few seconds
they had finished their task. She
lay helpless, bound to the gurney, her wounds oozing
blood.
Retinoff stood in front
of her. “Now my dear,”
he said, “we are going to mix a little business with
pleasure. I am most curious about
the qualities of the green gem that gives you so much
power.” Retinoff’s
assistants removed the straps that bound her to the
gurney. Then they lifted her
and carried her to an immense steel frame in the center of the
room. Like the other frames in
the room, it was shaped like a huge upside-down letter “T,” and
was suspended from the ceiling, but it was much more massive in
construction. It was obvious
that it had been designed to hold someone of immense
strength.
Too weak from her injuries to fight back, Nova allowed Retinoff’s assistants
to fasten her to the frame. Her
wrists were pulled over her head and held in place by a pair of massive clamps
on either side of the heavy metal
upright. An even more massive
clamp was locked about her waist, pulling her tight against the T at the
point where the upright connected to the
crossbar. Then her legs were
raised and clamped to the metal crossbar.
This left her legs in a “split” position as if she was some
sort of ballerina.
Retinoff studied his captive. With
her arms pulled over her head, Nova’s perfect breasts were lifted and
stood out proud and firm from her gorgeous
body. Her long raven hair spilled
over her shoulder and curled down to the nipple on her left
breast. The rise and fall of
her bosom as she breathed was most
erotic. The stretched position
of her legs pulled her labia apart, and exposed her
vagina. He felt a powerful stirring
in his loins. It was time to
get to work.
“I have determined from our previous meeting,” he said, “that
the metal clamps I have placed on your body should hold you, even if you
are restored to your superheroine
strength. And that is what I
intend to do. It will be most
interesting determining how a woman with supernatural strength reacts to
being tortured and raped.”
Natassia was mystified. What
was the mad scientist talking about?
Restore her supernatural
strength…? Was he completely
crazy? What motive could he
have? Then his words sank
home. It was not enough for the
gnome-like scientist to capture her and rob her of her powers, he wanted
to completely humiliate her by restoring her strength and raping and torturing
her while she was held helpless by the heavy steel clamps he had locked onto
her.
“That’s right, Nova. I
have calculated that your enhanced strength will be held by the restraints
I have placed upon you, in the same way that you were held in our first encounter
(See Episode 3, The Jade Dragon’s
Subjugation). You will struggle, but you will be
unable to escape. I have attached
a strain gauge to each clamp to obtain precise scientific measurements of
exactly how much strength you possess.
Now it is time to get down to business.”
Retinoff approached her carrying the silver circlet that held the
Dragon’s
Eye.
He stepped onto a stool so that he could reach her head and carefully
placed the circlet about her brow.
Natassia felt a surge of energy rush through her
body. Suddenly all of the effects
of Retinoff’s mistreatment of her body were
gone. She felt whole again, her
strength restored. She pulsed
with the power of the
Dragon’s
Eye.
The mad scientist watched with amazement.
If he had not seen the transformation with his own eyes he would not
have believed it. The cruel
lacerations he and his assistants had inflicted upon her earlier healed as
he watched and then disappeared
completely. It was as if she
had never been tortured. He turned
to make sure that the camera his assistants had set up was
running. “Did you get
that?’ he inquired. The
man running the camera nodded.
“Good, then we can continue.”
Natassia strained at the clamps that held
her. Her renewed strength gave
her hope of escape. But Retinoff
had calculated accurately. Try
as she might, there was no give to the thick steel bands that held her to
the metal frame.
The disgusting little scientist was running his hands over her
body. “Amazing,” he
said, “her flesh is amazingly firm.
It feels like she is molded from Indian rubber.
He fondled her right
breast. It was like squeezing
a rubber ball. He reached up
and removed the silver diadem that held the
Dragon’s
Eye. Immediately,
her flesh returned to normal consistency.
He put the diadem back on her
head. It was time to proceed
with the next phase of the experiment.
Retinoff gestured to one
of his assistants. The man approached
carrying a tray on which were arrayed a number of shining surgical
instruments. The mad scientist
selected one, a long needle-like object about eight inches
long. “You may remember
that your companions were subjected to ornamentation when they were captured
by Boss Crunch and Brick Henson. I
would like to see how well you bear up under the same sort of body
art.”
Natassia shuddered, a hollow feeling in the pit of her
stomach. What Retinoff referred
to as “ornamentation” had in fact been the brutal insertion of
large metal rings into the nipples of her three superheroine
companions. She knew that her
power of healing would protect her from injury, but it could not eliminate
pain, nor could it prevent Retinoff from doing what he wanted with her
body.
Retinoff was fondling her breast again, but this time he was probing her
areola with the sharp point of the
needle. He seemed to be looking
for the perfect spot. Then without
any warning, he thrust the needle through her areola, piecing it from side
to side. Natassia gasped, but
did not cry out. There was no
blood; the superhuman healing power she possessed prevented that, but it
did hurt like hell.
“You heal so quickly that I doubt I could put a ring through your
nipples,” said Retinoff, “so I have decided on something else
instead.” As he spoke he
picked another item from the tray and held it up for her
inspection. It was a one-inch
gold stud about one-eighth of an inch in
diameter. Retinoff screwed it
on to the blunt end of the needle that still pierced her areola and then
he pulled it through her nipple.
“Unnggghh!”
Natassia grunted at the assault on one of the most sensitive
areas of her body. Retinoff had
pulled the stud right through her nipple.
“Interesting,”
said the mad Russian. “She
is possessed of super healing, but is not
invulnerable. Nor is she immune
from pain. She feels everything
I do to her. That makes her the
perfect subject for torture. She
will heal as soon as she is hurt and therefore can be tormented almost
indefinitely.” He licked
his lips in a most fiendish manner, almost as if he was thinking of biting
her.
Natassia shuddered again. She
realized that Retinoff was right.
Her own superpowers could be used against
her. No matter how badly she
was maltreated she would always heal.
That would enable her tormentors to hurt her again and again without
fear of killing her. They could
cause her incredible pain and do terrible things to her body and she would
always recover. It was a situation
of infinite horror.
She grimaced. Retinoff had thrust
the needle through the areola of her left
breast. She had almost forgotten
the hideous little brute while she contemplated her
fate. He finished this breast
in the same way as the first. Then
he picked up a pair of U-shaped metal clips from the instrument tray and
snapped each one over the ends of the studs that pierced her
nipples. Retinoff had found a
way around the problem of nipples rings.
Natassia’s chest heaved. A
D-shaped ornament now decorated the tip of each
breast. Clearly Retinoff was
not going to stop there.
She was proven right a few seconds later.
Retinoff picked up a brass chain and clipped each end of it to one
the D-rings. The heavy metal
pulled down on her nipples, but not for
long. He attached a second chain
to the center of the one connecting her nipples and hooked it to a line hanging
from the ceiling. A touch of
a button, and the line began to shorten; gradually tightening the chains
attached to the tips of her breasts.
Slowly Natassia felt her delicate breasts being lifted and then
stretched. The process was very
painful, and she almost cried out, but kept her
control. The tension on her nipples
became more and more painful as the malleable tissue was pulled
upward. A few seconds more and
the gold D-rings would be ripped right out of her flesh, taking her nipples
with them. At the last second
Retinoff halted the mechanism that was tugging on her beautiful
globes. It left them painfully
stretched and distorted, but they were at least intact.
A low moan of pain escaped Natassia’s
lips. It was quite involuntary,
brought on by the hopelessness of her situation and the painful treatment
of her body. She was stretched
and pinioned in an extremely painful
position. Her hip joints were
now aching due to the splayed condition of her
legs. The blood had drained from
her arms, creating even more pain and
discomfort. If Retinoff had done
nothing more than left her in this position she would soon have been moaning
in agony, but he had only just started on her.
“Now,” Retinoff said, “I have a little
surprise. The lines stretching
your breasts are very special. They
are electrified and I am going to introduce a little
current. He turned a small
dial.
“Aaahh!”
cried
Natassia. A small electrical
current was now flowing into her nipples.
It was not especially painful, but it added one more dimension to
her torture. Retinoff smiled
and turned up the power.
Prepared for what was coming, this time Natassia made no sound, but her body
arched as much as it could as the intensity of the current
increased. Retinoff continued
to turn the dial. He now had
over a hundred volts flowing through her.
He glanced at his instrument
panel. Each of the clamps that
held her in place contained sensitive instruments that recorded her body’s
reaction. So far the gauges showed
that although the superheroine was under some stress the actual effect of
the electrical current on her body was
minimal. He wondered how much
she could take. He turned the
dial again, doubling the voltage.
Nova’s entire body trembled, but Retinoff could see that she
was still not suffering unduly. He
increased the voltage again.
“Aaaaaggggghh!” Natassia
screamed as the powerful current surged through her
body. Her muscles contracted
artificially sending her body into painful
spasms. Had she not been so securely
clamped to the metal frame she would have been writhing in
agony.
“Aaaaggggghhh!”
She screamed again, much louder this
time.
Retinoff let her
scream. He had found out what
he wanted to know. His cameras
were recording Nova’s humiliation for later
viewing. It would make for
interesting discussion among his fellow
scientists. While Nova screamed,
he prepared for the next round. His
erect penis ached. It was time
to give it a workout. He stripped
off his pants and attached his enhanced
phallus. Then he turned off the
electricity and picked up a loaded
syringe. It would be interesting
to see how this particular superheroine reacted to his sexual
stimulant.
Natassia sagged in her restraints as the current ceased to flow through her
body. For a few seconds she was
consumed by complete exhaustion, and then the
Dragon’s
Eye took over. A
surge of healing power flowed through
her. In a few seconds her strength
had returned. She was ready for
the next challenge. It did not
take her long to see what it was.
The dwarfish scientist was approaching her wearing a huge mechanical
phallus. This time her punishment
would be sexual. Although only
semiconscious when Retinoff had raped the Black Leopard, she knew enough
about the terrible effects of the phallic weapon to feel real
terror. She faced pain, sexual
torment, and complete degradation, and there was nothing she could do about
it.
Fascinated by the sight
of Retinoff’s artificial penis she missed the syringe he held until
the last second. She let out
a gasp of surprise and pain as he thrust it just inside the lips of her
vagina. For a few seconds nothing
happened and then she was aware of a strange sensation rushing through her
body. To her mortification she
found that she was becoming sexually
aroused. She no longer feared
rape, instead she welcomed it.
Desperately, Natassia fought to regain
control. In this she was helped
by her years of Shao Lin training in
The evil scientist approached the helpless
heroine. Even before he reached
her he could smell the musky odor of Nova’s sexual
arousal. His drug worked even
on a heroine possessed of super strength.
He wondered what he reaction would be when he entered
her. He expected it would be
spectacular.
With a supreme effort of will Natassia fought off the erotic sensations that
pulsed through her body. She
could not allow herself to be used like this, but now Retinoff was mounting
his little step stool. He placed
his phallic probe at the entrance to her love tunnel and thrust into
her. Natassia waited until the
last second and then clamped hard with her vaginal
muscles.
Retinoff was caught completely off guard.
He had expected to ravish Nova in the same way that he had raped the
Jade Dragon and the Black Leopard.
His phallic probe was pressing against Nova’s hymen when her
vagina closed about his phallus with incredible
force. At first he was
pleased. The pressure sent an
erotic surge through his body, then he felt the pressure increase to unbelievable
limits. With a crunching sound,
as of a tin can being crushed by the hands of a strong man, his artificial
penis collapsed. With a sharp
cry Retinoff pulled back. His
enhanced phallus was ruined.
“Son of a bitch,” the amazed scientist blurted
out. Behind him he could hear
the snickers of his colleagues.
“I guess she was turned on a little more that you expected, Dr.
Retinoff,” laughed one of his
assistants.
Livid with rage Retinoff tore off the now useless piece of junk that had
once been a marvel of the dildo world.
He pulled his pants back on.
“Alright, bitch,” he swore, “you want to play
tough? Let’s see how you
handle this.”
He pressed another switch on the console and Natassia felt the entire frame
she was strapped to begin to move.
It was slowly sinking toward the floor, but because of the metal band
around her neck she could not see the area immediately below her
body. The frame sank rapidly
for about a foot and then came to almost a complete
halt. Natassia could sense, however,
that it was still moving down very
slowly. Suddenly, she felt something
very hard and smooth pushing against her open
vagina.
Retinoff flicked a switch and Natassia felt the movement
stop. She was suspended just
over some monstrous dildo. The
evil scientist approached her and held up a
mirror. “I thought you should
have a look at what is in store for you,” he said with a cruel
grin. Natassia
looked. She saw that as she had
surmised, a huge stainless steel dildo protruded from the
floor. The cruel instrument was
about two feet long and was tapered so that the top of the instrument was
narrow enough to easily fit into her vagina, but it rapidly increased after
the first couple of inches, expanding to three inches and then to
five. Retinoff
giggled. “It’s solid
steel, Nova, let’s see your super-cunt crush
this.” He threw the
switch.
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