The Adventures of Autumn

The Adventures of Autumn

Episode 3. The Return of Darkstorm

L’Espion with Melissa Gallant

Chapter 4 Experiment

Autumn floated silently as a cloud. Below her the tranquil green countryside passed serenely below her. She was far above the world, freed from its daily cares and the never-ending fight against evil. She took a deep breath filling her lungs with…

She coughed and tried to spit out the device that clogged her mouth, but couldn’t dislodge it. Pressing her tongue against it she pushed, but the artificial device was stuck fast, completely filling her mouth and filling her lungs with a sweetish, almost nauseating gas.

A voice sounded in her ears. “I wouldn’t do that, you stupid little strumpet. It’s the only thing keeping you alive.”

She opened her eyes and wished she hadn’t. She was entirely submerged in a large glass tube filled with a transparent bluish liquid. Through the glass she could see the sneering figure of Darkstorm. He was wearing his dark costume although he needn’t have bothered. She knew full well who he was, having exposed his identity when she had defeated him in his last effort to capture and use her against her will. That time, however, she had been lucky. Sooner or later her luck was about to run out and she feared that the time might be right now.

She tried to move her body, but found that her arms were secured over her head and that her ankles were locked into a similar restraining device at the bottom of the tube. She was entirely nude except for the breathing apparatus that was strapped into her mouth. The position would normally have been very painful, but the fluid in the glass enclosure buoyed her, and she probably would have floated to the top if she had not been restrained. The situation, however, was hardly comfortable. Her supple body was stretched out and completely exposed. She felt like a specimen on a slide even though Darkstorm was the only person she could see at present.

“I expect you’re wondering what is going to happen to you,” Darkstorm continued. “Since you can’t speak you’re just going to have to listen quietly.”

It was another situation of complete helplessness. Autumn felt fear well up in her as she waited for Darkstorm to describe her fate.

“After the failure of my last experiment I’ve decided to try something new. It appears that your powers are not easily transferable. If they had been I’d be running the world by now. But they can be tapped as I discovered when I temporarily transferred them the last time you were my guest. As a result I have decided to use you as a power source for my lightning sphere. It should make it even more devastating. It will, however, take some time to determine exactly how to channel your superheroine powers into the energy grid of the sphere, so there may be some rather uncomfortable moments.”

Darkstorm paused for effect before he continued. Autumn’s trepidation grew. Darkstorm’s previous experiments had proven painful in the extreme. She doubted that what he had planned for her would be any less pleasant.

Darkstorm spoke again. “And of course, there is the continuing saga of determining just how much sex you can stand. If I remember correctly, you seem to be insatiable when it comes to being fucked. Let’s see if that is still true.”

Autumn wondered what Darkstorm was talking about. How could her fuck her while she was enclosed in a glass tube? She watched in fear as he began to disrobe.

Autumn would have sucked in her breath had she been able. Darkstorm had changed considerably since the last time she had seen him. “You see,” he grinned. “Our little session last time was not entirely wasted.”

Autumn stared disbelievingly at Darkstorm’s huge phallus. Having that thing shoved into her would have been a bit more than she desired. But her fear intensified as Darkstorm moved toward the tube. It seemed that he really intended to do it.

“It is a pity that I cannot experience your tender flesh first hand. However, I have rigged up a device that will transfer the movements of your body to mine and it will have to do.” Darkstorm fiddled with something below her range of vision and Autumn felt something long and hard touch the lips of her vulva.

Smiling, the villain moved up to the glass tube and inserted his swollen member into what looked like a metal tube entering the cylinder just below the apex of her thighs. Immediately she felt something move against her labia. She wanted to scream, but couldn’t as the thing between her legs began to penetrate her. If she had thought Darkstorm well-endowed she realized that compare to the object pushing into her he was a pygmy.

“Mmmpphh!” Autumn burbled as she was brutally shafted. The agony was intense, and so unnecessary. She knew that Darkstorm was perfectly capable of performing his bizarre experiments without causing her pain. He simply chose not to in order to satisfy his sadistic needs.

She whimpered again as he thrust the mechanical phallus deeper. He was splitting her wide. In the confine of the tube, with her feet tethered no more than eighteen inches apart, the pain and discomfort was even more acute. And then Darkstorm added another element to her suffering.

With her eyes closed as she fought the pain, she was oblivious to the threat until she heard Darkstorm’s coarse chuckle and felt the sharp pain in her nipples. Her eyes popped open and she saw that two pencil thick tentacles equipped with tiny suckers had latched on to her nipples. She squirmed as her nipples erupted in fire. It was as if acid was being injected into her tender buds. Then she felt something else; a wavelike sensation spreading through her body, both painful and then incredibly arousing.

She wanted to scream. She had experienced such feelings before when Darkstorm had used sexual torture and stimulation to extract her powers from her. Desperately she tried to focus as the pain and sexual excitement combined to break down her resistance. “I mustn’t give in,” she thought. “Mustn’t let Darkstorm dominate me.”

“That’s it, bitch, fight,” Darkstorm crowed. “It makes it all the more enjoyable.” He spoke in gasps, as the metallic dildo transferred the sensation of the rape to his organ. He was moving his pelvis in the age-old rhythm of copulation, his grunts and moans clear evidence of the pleasure he was experiencing.

For Autumn it was the exact opposite. Each tingle of pleasure sent waves of pain through her, but pain tinged with a carnal desire for more. The sexual stimulant raced through her arteries, forcing her to react against her will. In the confined space of the fluid-filled tube she arched her back. Her chest heaved as she sucked in the gaseous mixture that kept her alive and her sexual organs began to repond; her labia thickening with blood and her breasts swelling, the taut nipples hardening in spite of the needle tipped suckers that clamped onto them.

Her tight love canal was now engorged with blood, the soft tissue clamping about the metallic phallus as it reached to her cervix. Autumn’s entire body trembled as she was brought to climax, releasing both her sexual energy and her superheroine powers into Darkstorm’s machine.

“Oh god, bitch!” Darkstorm cried. “You’ve such a great fuck.” He pulled out of her and breathing heavily staggered over to a control panel to study the meters.

“You’re fantastic,” he panted. “You’ve released enough energy to power my sphere for an entire day. All I have to do is keep you alive and I’ll have an unbeatable weapon. No more depending on the crude technology of nuclear power.”

Autumn slumped in the tube, if slumped was the right word. The blue fluid buoyed her up, but she felt totally defeated. Now she knew what Darkstorm wanted her for. She was to be nothing more that a superheroine storage battery for his fiendish machine. There would be no stopping him in his efforts to terrorize the world.

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