Shadowcloud

by L'Espion

 

Chapter 4  Payback

 

The shock of cold water splashing over her brought Shadowcloud back to awareness.  She shivered, her nude body shaking in the chill air.  A voice to her right made her turn her head in that direction.

 

“Chilly are we?  I set the air conditioning on maximum.  It’s getting colder every second.”

 

“Astra,” Shadowcloud thought.  The tall blonde she had tortured was unmistakable.  She was dressed in her black cat-suit and held the bucket she had used to douse Shadowcloud in her hands.  Carelessly she tossed the bucket aside and stepped closer. 

 

“How do you like it?” Astra said.  “I’m in charge now and you’re the one in bondage.  The next few hours are going to be most enjoyable.”    

 

Shadowcloud assessed her situation.  She was still in her own luxury apartment.  How the hell had the bitch got in without being detected? 

 

Even worse she was hanging from the ceiling, her arms shackled over her head.  The position was identical to the way she had chained Astra just a few days ago.  “Fool,” thought Shadowcloud.  Flexing her claws she attempted to cut the chain.

 

“What?” she gasped.  Her claws were gone, the tips of her fingers bloody where her nails had once been.

 

“Thought I’d give you a manicure, bitch,” Astra said.  “Most interesting.  What are you part cat?”  She placed one finger on Shadowcloud’s collarbone and traced a line down to the tip of her right breast.  “You are cold, aren’t you?  Nice hard nipples.  But don’t worry, I’ve got all sorts of ideas about how to warm you up.”

 

“Release me,” Shadowcloud said, her voice deadly with menace.  “Do it now or what happened to you before will seem like a picnic.”

 

“A threat?” Astra sneered.  “You don’t seem to realize how much danger you are in.  I know what Vestry did to you.  He had you screaming like a scalded cat.  But that is nothing compare to what I have in mind for you.  Before I’m through you’ll be begging me to kill you.”

 

“Vestry was a fool,” Astra continued.  “Do you know that he wouldn’t let me near you?  He wanted to keep all the fun to himself.  And now he’s dead.  In a way I should be thankful to you.  There is hardly a senior member of Vestry’s organization left.  I have the entire city to myself, and I owe it all to you.”  She twisted Shadowcloud’s stiff nipple between her thumb and forefinger. 

 

Shadowcloud showed not a flicker of emotion, but she felt a sudden chill that went beyond the unnaturally cool temperature of the room.  The woman had literally clipped her claws.  Her most deadly weapons were gone and with it any immediate chance of escape.  With a sudden sense of apprehension she realized that she was totally at the mercy of the woman she had  brutally humiliated. 

 

“It’s time to get to work on you,” Astra said.  “First this.”  She strapped a black ball gag into place in Shadowcloud’s mouth.  “I think you are going to be making quite a bit of noise, and it would be a shame to annoy your neighbours.” 

 

Shadowcloud tried not to show her fear.  She swallowed slowly, and kept her breathing shallow.  But her heart had picked up several beats, and despite the goosebumps on her skin, a thin sheen of sweat covered her body. 

 

“Getting nervous, bitch?” Astra sneered.  “Let’s see how much pain you can stand.”

 

Shadowcloud strained at the chains that held her.  She did not jerk wildly, but she tested the strength of her bonds.  There was no give.  Her ankles were secured to ring bolts screwed into the hardwood floor and her arms were pulled tightly over her head.  The fetters stretched her long supple body, elevating her breasts and pulling hard on her ligaments.  Already she was beginning to feel the tension as her muscles reacted to the strain.

 

“Stupid,” she thought.  “How had the bitch managed to get past her security system, and why had she not heard anything?  She had been captured and shackled in her own home.  Humiliated, she seethed in barely controlled rage, but there was also an element of fear.  She was a prisoner of a woman she had brutalized and humiliated.  She could hardly expect that her treatment could be anything but painful.

 

“First a little old-fashioned brutality,” Astra said.  “It will be interesting to see just how long it takes before you are screaming for mercy.”

 

The tall blonde stepped in front of Shadowcloud.  She was holding a very efficient looking set of pliers in her hand.  In spite of herself, Shadowcloud almost flinched.  She could picture what Astra might do to the soft flesh of her exposed anatomy. 

 

“Such pretty breasts,” Astra said.  “Vestry was right to keep me away from you.  A few days ago and I would have ripped them off.  But now, I think I will let you keep them.  For the time being.  However, I think they would look so much better with a little decoration.”

 

She placed her fingers of the underside of Shadowcloud’s left breast and lifted it slightly.  “Heavy,” she said.  “Much heavier than mine.  And yet firm.  You must be very proud of such perfect tits.”  She moved the pliers toward Shadowcloud’s breast. 

 

Shadowcloud took a deep breath, ready for the pain to come, but as the pliers brushed the nipple of her right breast Astra stopped.  “Frightening isn’t it?  To be so helpless.  Now you can imagine how I felt.”  She moved the pliers away and held up something in her left hand.  Shadowcloud saw that it was a slender half circle of gold about an inch in diameter. 

 

“I said I would decorate you, and I will.  It will be your first test.  I do not expect you will find it much of a challenge.  Vestry told me what he did to you.  However, I intend to be a little more thorough.”

 

Astra held the gold semicircle to Shadowcloud’s areola.  Then using the pliers she slowly closed it, piercing the breast just below the nipple.

 

Shadowcloud clamped her teeth onto the ball gag to hold back her cry of pain.  “There,” Astra said.  “Now it just needs one more thing.”

 

Shadowcloud held herself expressionless as Astra added a tiny bell to the ring.  It wasn’t much, but the weight pulled down on her wounded nipple.  The pain was slight.  Only a tiny throb, but Shadowcloud knew it would get worse.

 

“There,” said Astra, gleefully.  She flicked the bell with her finger making it vibrate with a silvery ring.  “You endured that admirably.  Let’s see how well you stand up to the next test.”

 

The continually cooling temperature of the room rose goosebumps on her skin, but that was the not the only reason.  Fear also had her close to trembling.  Astra had picked up another item from her collection of toys and was tapping it idly into her hand. 

 

Shadowcloud remembered the painful flogging she had received from Vestry just before she had killed him.  He had used a light whip intended for sexual stimulation.  The one Astra held was of a completely different order.  It was a tightly braided strip of leather divided into several long lashes that were studded with small metal balls. 

 

“Ever been flogged before?” Astra asked sweetly.  “Of course not.  Your skin is perfect; unblemished.  Well, that is about to change.”

 

The welts left by Vestry had disappeared, all traces eliminated through her remarkable powers of healing.  The flogging threatened by Astra, however, was of an entirely different order.  The cruel flail the blonde wielded would strip off her flesh like a cheese grater.  Only with enormous difficulty did she conceal her fear.

 

Astra seemed to sense Shadowcloud’s terror.  “Frightened aren’t you bitch?  I can smell your fear.  It permeates the room.  Well, you have good reason to be afraid.  You’re going to remember this for as long as you live – however many hours that might be.”  She drew back her arm and throwing her weight behind the blow brought the lash down across Shadowcloud’s back.

 

“Uungh!”  Only the pain of the bitch tamer had been worse.  Shadowcloud screamed into the gag.  The whip came down again.  Again she screamed.  The pain was incredible.  She could imagine what the brutal lash was doing to her back.

 

Astra smiled in satisfaction as she bloodied the bitch who had tortured her.  The whip was brutally effective, stripping off the skin and flesh of her victim with horrible efficiency.  Within seconds the floor and the furniture around her were splattered with blood as was her costume.  “Shit,” Astra muttered.  “I’ll have to get it dry-cleaned.” 

 

She laid on ten lashes and then tossed the whip aside.  Her moaning victim was beginning to sag.  She didn’t want that.  She wanted her conscious for what she was going to do to her next. 

 

Shadowcloud trembled.  The pain was so bad that she was close to fainting.  The tiny bell hanging from her nipple tinkled as her body shuddered.  She was very close to going into shock.

 

The splash of cold water on her body jolted her back to awareness.  “Can’t have you passing out on me, sweetie,”  Astra taunted.  “I’ve got something left for you.” 

 

At that moment the apartment intercom rang.  For a second Shadowcloud’s hopes surged.  And then Astra answered the call.  She couldn’t hear what was said, but she heard Astra’s answer.  “Just bring it up and leave it outside the door.  I’ll bring it in.” 

 

“That’s the ice,” she said.  “Right on schedule.”

 

“Ice?’ Shadowcloud thought.  Her body was racked with pain.  She could not imagine what the bitch who was torturing her was talking about.

 

She turned pain-filled eyes upon her tormentor.  Astra stepped close to her and held something up in front of Shadowcloud’s face.  “I’m sure you remember this,” the tall blonde said.  “I saved it from our last meeting.  It was your gift to me and now I am pleased to return it.”

 

Shadowcloud suppressed a frightened whimper.  Astra was holding the giant dildo that had been forced into her.  “No,” she thought.  “That thing will kill me.”

 

“First though,” Astra continued.  “I’ve got to get you ready.”

 

There was a noise in the hallway outside the door of the apartment.  “That’ll be the ice,” Astra said.  She waited a minute and then carefully opened the door. 

 

Her back to the door, Shadowcloud could not see what Astra was doing, but the grunts she made and a low rumbling sound on the hardwood floor indicated that she was moving something from the hallway into the apartment.  The door closed and then the rumbling sound moved closer, finally revealing itself as a low four-wheeled cart on which were two large blocks of ice.

 

What was that for?  It was already cold enough in the apartment with the air conditioning turned on full; so cold in fact that Shadowcloud was shivering violently, the tiny nipple bell chiming in tune with her shaking body.

 

Astra dragged one of the blocks of ice off the cart and positioned it next to Shadowcloud’s right foot.  She positioned the second block next to her left.  And then she moved the dildo into position. 

 

“Mmmpphhh!” Shadowcloud screamed as the huge artificial penis was raised into her.  Astra used the same equipment that Shadowcloud had, and the shackled woman, her legs spread wide was helpless to prevent the monstrous instrument of sexual torture from penetrating her. 

 

“Now to give you a fighting chance,” Astra said.  She unlocked the shackles holding Shadowcloud’s ankles.  In desperation Shadowcloud used her remaining strength to lift herself clear of the dildo, but she could not hold the position long.  There was only one thing left for her to do.  Spreading her legs even wider she placed her feet on top of the blocks of ice on either side, just as Astra had intended.

 

Astra smiled.  “Very cooperative of you, sweetie.  Now for a few final adjustments.”  She turned the crank on the tripod, elevating the dildo.  Shadowcloud at last realized what she was up to and tried to avoid being impaled again, but the blonde cat burglar seized the tiny bell dangling from Shadowcloud’s breast, preventing further movement.  And then she slowly cranked the dildo into place. 

 

Astra did not penetrate Shadowcloud deeply.  She raised the dildo just enough to make her whimper in pain and fear and then left her to her resources.  Stepping back the blonde villainess surveyed her work. 

 

Shadowcloud was spread wide, her arms over her head and a huge dildo partially penetrating her.  Her weight was entirely supported on two huge blocks of ice that were the only things preventing the dildo from being driven deep within her by her body weight. 

 

Astra nodded.  There was just one thing left to do.  Kneeling next to the ice blocks she reattached the shackles to her ankles.  The action prevented Shadowcloud from using her arms to pull her clear of the dildo.  She would have to use her legs to support her weight. 

 

“Perfect,” Astra said.  “And now I must leave.  I would prefer to stay and watch you enjoy yourself, but there is always the danger of overplaying my hand.  I have no wish to be here if by some freak chance that you have any friends that might show up.  It would be so embarrassing to get caught again.”  She moved up to Shadowcloud, and bending her head, kissed her passionately on the lips.  “Goodbye sweetie.  It is interesting to think of what might have been if we had met under different circumstances.”

 

And then she was gone, the door closing after her as she left the apartment.  Shadowcloud was alone.  Frantically she sought to raise herself, but Astra had gauged the length of the chains perfectly.  Even using all of her strength she could only raise herself a few millimetres.  With a sob she settled onto the dildo.  The object was huge, fully a foot long and more than four inches across.  If she sank fully onto it, she would be torn apart.  All of her weight was supported by the two blocks of slowly melting ice.

 

She whimpered as one of her feet slipped a little, driving the dildo a bit deeper.  Despite the frigid temperature of the room the ice would melt and when it did she would be fully impaled.  Tears of fear and anguish rolled down her face.  Her body began to shake almost uncontrollably, and it was not just from the cold.

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