Katie Jones was in a bit of a rush

The Adventures of Autumn

Autumn Meets Shadowcloud

L’Espion with Melissa Gallant

Chapter 2 Shadowcloud

“Stupid bitch,” muttered Shadowcloud. “She should have stayed where she was.” The sleek huntress was perched on the side of an eight story building seemingly in defiance of the laws of gravity. In actual fact she was hanging by one arm, her diamond hard claws dug into the concrete. In the street below her was the svelte form of Astra, a cat burglar so arrogant or so stupid that she wore white instead of black.

“Amateur,” thought Shadowcloud as she slipped lower. “Would serve her right if her sweet little backside was thrown in the slammer, but I’ve got a better use for her.” She slipped lower until she was only a couple of stories above her unsuspecting quarry and then dropped on her like a great cat.

“Oooff!” Astra’s breath was knocked from her body. Shadowcloud sank her claws into the woman’s shoulder and at the same time clamped her hand over her victim’s mouth. It would be so easy to kill her now, but she wanted her captive to know who had her.

“Remember me, bitch! I’m the one you strung up to die and then left for dead. The one whose identity you exposed. Now I’ve got you again and it’s payback time.”

Although dazed Astra struggled frantically, but the blonde cat burglar’s strength was no match for the powerful black-suited woman that held her. Slowly she ripped away Astra costume, shredding the thin material with ease, and taking a considerable amount of skin at the same time.

Astra screamed or rather she tried to as Shadowcloud’s claws raked her. She could manage only muffle shrieks as the hand over her mouth clamped down even harder. Her costume was systematically torn from her body leaving her torn and bleeding from dozens of wounds. Then a sharp blow to the back of her neck drove her to the edge of blackness. Vaguely she was aware of her arms being forced behind her back and strips of the own costume being used to bind her. By the time she recovered enough to realize what was going her ankles were bound as well and a bloody cloth had been shoved down her throat and bound in place to keep her from screaming.

Like a sack of potatoes she was slung over the shoulder to the villainess who had captured her and then carried with seeming ease up the side of a building. Her eyes wide with terror and her heart racing like that of a rabbit, Astra could only wonder at her stupidity in tracking her archrival to Grande Capital. She had been so sure that it was she who would capture Shadowcloud. After all hadn’t she almost killed the bitch last time they met? But instead it was she who had been taken prisoner. She was now reminded all too strongly of the superhuman strength possessed by the strange being that carried her.

Once on top of the building Shadowcloud proceeded to carry her burden from rooftop to rooftop. Bleeding and completely terrified, Astra closed her eyes every time Shadowcloud jumped from one roof to the other, vaulting across impossible gaps with seeming ease. Where were they going? She had expected Shadowcloud to simply kill her. The fact that the villainess had not done that meant she had something else in mind for her, and it was not something Astra was looking forward to with any enthusiasm.

“Here we are, sweetie,” Shadowcloud whispered as she finally stopped on the roof of a nondescript industrial building. There was a rooftop entrance and with a sweet of her claws the catlike woman tore away the lock and entered.

Inside they descended to the top floor and from there down several flights of stairs, before Shadowcloud took Astra down a long concrete hallway to a large room. Upon entering the room Astra was immediately aware of a familiar smell. It was the one she encountered at her neighbourhood delicatessen. Shadowcloud flicked on a light and Astra saw that they were in a room full of processed meat.

“Now for a little fun,” Shadowcloud said. She set Astra face up on a large table and after removing her gag began to tie her in place.

She bound Astra’s arms first, ripping away the bandages And then seizing both her wrists. Astra immediately attempted to escape, but she was like a child struggling in the hands of an adult.

“What are you going to do to me?” Astra wailed as her wrists were painfully secured to the top corners of the table. Shadowcloud had used wire not rope to bind her, and the metal cut harshly into her wrists.

“Don’t be so impatient,” the dark-clad villainess replied. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

Astra whimpered as her ankles were secured in the same manner as her wrists, leaving her spread-eagled on top of the table. She was completely naked, Shadowcloud having done a very thorough job of ripping her costume to shreds. In the lower than average temperature of the meat storage room, she was soon shivering with cold, her pink nipples taut and inviting.

“You know,” said Shadowcloud, running the tip of one claw over the areola of Astra’s left nipple. “You actually are very attractive, for a blonde. Your body is made for love. It is too bad I am not a man and cannot fully enjoy it.”

“Please,” Astra begged. “Let me go. Let’s end the hatred between us.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Shadowcloud hissed, suddenly changing her tone. “You were the one who spent hours torturing me when we last met. As a matter of fact you left me in a situation that should have killed me. I think it is my turn now.”

“Aaaahh!” Astra cried. Shadowcloud had pierced her nipple as she finished speaking.

“I am afraid I can’t allow you to keep making that noise,” Shadowcloud said. “Not only is it damned annoying, but the watchman might hear. So as much as I have enjoyed this short conversation…”

“Please don’t,” Astra begged. “Look I’ll promise anything if you don’t hurt me. You don’t even have to let me go. Just leave me here. I’ve got money. I can pay you. Or do you want me to promise to leave town? I can do that too. I’ll even give up crime. Please I…Mmmppph!”

“God, what a chatterbox,” Shadowcloud said, as she replaced the gag. “That’s even more annoying than the screaming. Now where were we? Oh yes, I was admiring your breasts.”

“Mmmmppp!!” Astra screamed beneath the gag as Shadowcloud perforated her right breast, sinking all five claws of her left hand into the soft flesh. Then she did the same with the left breast and held her claws there while Astra writhed in agony on the table top.

“What’s the matter?” Shadowcloud spat. “You seemed to think that I would enjoy that treatment last time we met.” It never entered the mind of the villainess that it was she who had first tormented Astra, resulting in her retaliation. She left the woman’s breasts and with a single claw traced a thin but bloody line down her belly to her vulva. Astra shuddered as the folds of her nether region were parted. “Still as warm and moist as I remember. Good it will need to be.”

“Mmmpph!” Astra cried again, as the tiger-eyed villainess probed her most intimate region. She was breathing hard, her body heaving as she tried desperately to escape. Then Shadowcloud withdrew her finger and walked over to a large rack.

“This should do,” she said, after a few seconds. “I think it will fit.”

Astra’s eyes opened even wider as Shadowcloud returned. She had little doubt about what the villainess intended to do with the objects she held. “What are you afraid of, honey? Surely you’ve heard about throwing in the salami.”

Astra’s overheated body suddenly went cold as her eyes focused on what Shadowcloud held in each of her hands. They were impossibly large, but she knew with an absolute certainty what the villainess intended to do with them.

“You know,” Shadowcloud smiled. “For this I am going to take off the gag. I really want to hear your reaction to this.’

Astra gasped for breath as the gag was removed and then immediately began to plead for mercy. “Please, you can’t do this. They won’t fit. You’ll kill me.”

“Let’s see,” the villainess said. “Should it be the summer sausage or the bratwurst? Any preferences.”

“No!” Astra screamed. “You’re not listening. Please don’t hurt me!”

“The bratwurst it is,” Shadowcloud said. Astra screamed and kept on screaming.

“What the hell happened here?” asked Police Detective Rawlins.

“I think you better ask him, ask him,” answered police recruit Alicia Parker. “He was the one who found her.” She motioned toward a man in blue overalls standing near the ambulance.

“What about the victim? Could she talk?”

“Not very well. She must have been screaming most of the night. Hanging upside down for hours didn’t help either.”

Rawlins strolled over the man in the overalls. “You found the victim?” The man nodded. “Mind telling me about it?”

“I came in on the morning shift. Early. About 5 am. I had a big order to pack. I went to the meat storage locker and there she was.”

“There she was what?”

“Hanging upside down from one of the meat hooks. Some bastard had …” The man stopped talking and shook his head.

Rawlins looked at Recruit Parker. She swallowed. “Someone stuffed a roll of bratwurst into her vagina, Detective. The pain must have been horrible.” She stopped speaking her eyes filled with tears.

“Shouldn’t have sent a rooky,” thought Rawlins. He patted the girl on the shoulder. “Take it easy, recruit. I know this is hard to take.”

“More than you know,” thought Alicia Parker. “More than you know.”

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