Katie Jones was in a bit of a rush

The Adventures of Autumn

Autumn Meets Shadowcloud

L’Espion with Melissa Gallant

Chapter 7 Darkstorm

Darkstorm scowled as he watched Shadowcloud emerge from her luxury apartment. He regretted now that he had not installed surveillance devices in the apartment. Except, of course, the villainess probably would have detected it. After all he had done for her he felt that she was abusing his hospitality. He had to admit that he had guessed rightly about her abilities. She had done an excellent job of capturing Autumn’s friend, Alicia and then the superheroine herself. But this latest escapade was a bit much. He wanted the cat-woman to get information from the superheroine, not use her as a sexual toy. And then there was the matter of the abduction and torture of the four jail guards. That was completely unnecessary. It would have been better if she had just killed them rather than bringing them to his secret facility.

However, he was willing to tolerate a little bit of eccentric behaviour in the interest of cruelty. She was very good at what she did. Better than anyone he had ever met. And she was most pleasant to look at if one got over those strange cat’s eyes. Perhaps one day…. He shook his head. It was better not to have those thoughts. He still needed her. There were lots of women he could fuck without messing with one that could tear his head off. Like Autumn, for example. It was time to see if his new equipment worked. If it did then it wouldn’t matter whether or not the superheroine knew how her powers worked. He would be just as powerful as she was. It was time to get to work. He flicked on the intercom. “Collect the superheroine from Shadowcloud’s room and bring her to the main laboratory. Oh, and tell Shadowcloud to put her private projects on hold for now. I want her there as well.”

“Shit,” Shadowcloud thought. She had been halfway to the room where the four prison guards had been confined when Darkstorm’s summons had come. She had been looking forward to another session with them, but now it would have to wait. Darkstorm wanted her to witness his torture and questioning of the superheroine.

She was really not too upset. It promised to be interesting. Darkstorm had told her why he was so interested in the heroine. He thought he had devised a possible way to drain her powers. That was a concept that had never occurred to her. She mused about this while she headed for Darkstorm’s lab. Transferring the powers of a superheroine. What if she could take advantage of that? Yes it was a most interesting idea. One that she would investigate with interest.

Katie was still dripping wet when she was dragged into Darkstorm’s lab. For some reason he wanted her clean, but hadn’t thought it necessary to give her time to dry off. He was there waiting for her, along with the cat-eyed villainess who had forced her to have sex. The wounds she had inflicted were still raw, but at least they had stopped bleeding.

“Ah,” Darkstorm said. “Our star has arrived.” He noted Katie’s dripping body. Behind his mask he frowned, an effort wasted on those who were present. “Throw her a towel,” he sighed. It was so damned hard to get good help.

“Next time give her a chance to comb her hair,” he said. “It’s no damned fun torturing a heroine who looks like she was just dragged though a rainstorm.”

“What do you want with me?” Katie demanded. In spite of her brutal treatment and the fact that she was naked in front of several leering men, not to mention Shadowcloud, she was not about to show fear. She was helped in her determination by the vulgar and violent acts she had been forced to perform on her best friend.

“Arrogant little bitch, isn’t she?” Shadowcloud commented. “You’d think she was the one in charge.”

“I’ll change that tune,” Darkstorm growled. “She’ll be singing my praises when I’m through with her.”

“Bring her over here,” Darkstorm ordered, limping toward an elaborate mess of tubes and wires. What it was Katie had no idea, but she noted with satisfaction that Darkstorm was still limping form the injuries she had inflicted on him when they had first met.

A little dryer than she had been, Katie was escorted by two of Darkstorm’s henchmen toward the bizarre looking machinery in the centre of the room. She had no idea what it was, but some of it looked as if it might be painful. With no other choice she waited to see what the villain intended, her mouth somewhat dry and her heart pounding.

“Bring her over here.” Darkstorm ordered.

“Over here” was the middle of the maze of tubes and wires. Meekly, Katie allowed the two guards to lead her to an open space in the middle of the complex array of paraphernalia.

Katie eyed the intricate apparatus that surrounded her nervously, trying to hide her fear. There were quite a few objects that looked quite painful. “What is all this for?” she asked keeping her voice calm. “It won’t do you any good to torture me. I’ve told you I don’t know how my powers work.”

“I believe you,” Darkstorm said. “Heroines never lie do they? But it doesn’t matter I think I’ve found a way to transfer your powers to me.”

“What?” Katie exclaimed. “How can that be?”

“It worked well enough on the lab rats I tested,” Darkstorm said.

“That certainly explains your personality, you bastard,” Katie said.

“Very funny,” Darkstorm, replied drily. “Perhaps you should know that all of the rats died afterwards. I’m hoping that you will be stronger.”

Shadowcloud grinned at the verbal exchange. This was intriguing. If somehow she could combine her powers with those of the superheroine she’d be powerful beyond belief. Eagerly she waited for Darkstorm to begin.

Apparently the villain was just as eager. We’ll see just how strong our witty friend is,” he said as he moved toward the heroine.

Katie suddenly lashed out. In spite of the loss of her powers due to the electromagnetic field generated by Darkstorm’s lair, she was far from helpless. A practitioner of the martial arts she was quite capable of defending herself by conventional means, and she had no intention of meekly allowing Darkstorm to experiment on her.

She took out the two henchmen before they even realized she was resisting. Unfortunately, Shadowcloud proved a little tougher. “Stupid bitch,” the black-clad villainess said, as she easily avoided Katie’s kicks and punches. She snapped out her right arm and caught Katie by the throat and without seeming effort, lifted the struggling heroine from the floor.

Katie gasped as her breath was cut off. Shadowcloud’s claws sank into her neck and in spite of her wild thrashing she could not break free.

“Don’t kill her,” Darkstorm, said, alarmed.

“Don’t worry,” Shadowcloud replied, lowering the now weakly struggling heroine to the floor. I’m just as interested as you are to see how this turns out.”

The villainess held Katie for a few more seconds, making sure that she was so short of breath she was on the verge of fainting before she released her. Immediately, Darkstorm secured her arms, using leather cuffs and straps just above her elbows to force her arms behind her. Then with Shadowcloud ensuring that she did not escape he began to attach various pieces of equipment to her body.

He began with her breasts, placing a pair of suction cups over the grapefruit-sized globes. Katie gasped as the air was pumped out of the cups, clamping them to her breasts. Then she groaned as Darkstorm pushed a button and the hoses connected to the cups retracted toward the ceiling, lifting her onto her toes, and rendering her helpless to prevent what Darkstorm did next.

From the complex of paraphernalia Darkstorm chose a long flexible tube, much like that of a vacuum cleaner. Grabbing Katie’s dark hair he wrenched her head back and forced it into her mouth. It fit much like the mouthpiece of a scuba breathing apparatus with the exception that it extended all the way to her tonsils. Almost choking on the device, Katie sought to expel it, but Darkstorm fastened it with a strap behind her head. “That should keep you quiet,” the villainous scientist said. “The rats made quite a bit of noise when I conducted the experiment on them. Apparently they found it painful. “With any luck you should too.”

Katie doubted that luck would have anything to do with it. Darkstorm was one of the most malicious criminals she had ever fought. He would make sure that she suffered as much pain as possible.

This thought was confirmed a few seconds later. Selecting a device very similar to the first, with the exception that it was double the diameter, he forced it into her vagina as she squealed in pain. The device was huge and it stretched her wide. With her weight on her toes, Katie could not prevent him from strapping the brutal instrument in place. But Darkstorm was just getting started. A few seconds later he targeted her rectum, eliciting still more muffled screams as he forced an anal dildo deep within her.

“Interesting,” Shadowcloud commented. “Is the sexual intrusion necessary for the experiment?”

“No,” Darkstorm replied. “But I find it most enjoyable.” Selecting a flexible metal cable that ended in an alligator clip he snapped the end of it onto the heroine’s labia. Katie’s muffled cry of pain showed that it had the desired effect.

Darkstorm attached cable after cable to her body, targeting every orifice available including her nostrils and ears. Then he began to insert needles trailing thin electrical wires into her body.

Katie whimpered in pain with every one. Darkstorm pierced her buttocks, thighs, back and belly until she felt like a living pincushion. And then things really got nasty. He started with her breasts.

“How long do you think she can survive?” Shadowcloud asked as Darkstorm shot another jolt of electricity through the dozens of needle-like probes that penetrated Katie’s body.

“Long enough for this process to break down her resistance,” answered Darkstorm as he watched Katie’s body jerk spasmodically. “I have calculated that I can begin the transfer of powers from her body to mine only when her will to resist is completely broken. In any case, I am quite enjoying this.”

Katie screamed again as the electric current surged through her body. There was not a part of her anatomy that was not in agony. Had she not had a tube rammed halfway down her throat her cries would have been earsplitting.

The strongest shocks were reserved for her breasts and the devices penetrating her vagina and anus. Having the monstrous dildos within her would have been pain enough, but Darkstorm made it much worse by channeling powerful surges of electricity deep inside her body. Screaming in agony, she twisted, stretching her breasts as she danced to the painful tune the villain played on her body.

Shadowcloud licked her lips as she took in the brutal spectacle. What was being done to the heroine was almost erotic. She had to use considerable self control to maintain her composure. Her eyes drifted toward one of the guards, a particularly powerfully built man, and she fantasized about having him inside her.

Darkstorm was fully aware of the effect his treatment of the heroine was having on the cat-woman. He visualized what it would be like if he subjected her to the same treatment. It was an interesting thought. One he would certainly keep in mind if she ever crossed him. In the meantime his victim was almost ready for the next step.

“Nnngghh!” Katie screamed, her cries muffled by the tube that reached past her tonsils. She was on the verge of physical collapse. She hung from her breasts, her shaking legs no longer able to support all of her weight. Painful jolts of electricity were directed through her nipples at random. Similar bursts of electrical energy penetrated her rectum and vagina sending pulses of electric current deep within her body. If she had been able to speak she would have begged Darkstorm to stop and would have promised him anything to end the pain.

Darkstorm carefully watched the sweating writhing, body of the heroine. He could tell that she was completely exhausted. Just one more touch and she would be ready. With a grunt of satisfaction he turned off the current. Moving over a couple of steps he opened the valves connected to the thin plastic tubes connected to each needle and then sat back to wait.

The sense of relief that Katie felt as the electric shock ceased was almost unbelievable. She was still in considerable pain and discomfort, but it seemed relatively minor compared to what it had been before. She took a deep breath and the then was hit by a searing pain of such intensity that it was almost indescribable. It was as if acid were being dripped into her veins.

Darkstorm could clearly hear the girl’s screams even through the mouthpiece that clogged her throat. He nodded in satisfaction and waited. It would take several minutes for the serum that was trickling into her veins to take effect. He watched his gauges and the heroine. Now it was time. Throwing a switch he watched as her superheroine powers were drained from her body.

“Aaaarrrhh!” Katie felt her strength being drawn out through her nipples. It was as if some monstrous mouth was suckling her, suctioning all of her energy from her body in the same way that a spider sucks the juices from the bodies of its hapless victims.

Darkstorm was ready. He had long waited for this moment. He was about to acquire the powers of a superheroine. Seating himself in a chair a few feet away he adjusted what appeared to be an ordinary lamp so that it was directly over his head. Then turning a dial on his control panel he began the transfer of powers. Almost immediately he felt a surge of energy as the superheroine’s strength began to flow into him. It was working!

Shadowcloud held her breath as the transfer of powers took place. At first she could see little change in either the heroine or Darkstorm, but after a few minutes she noticed that the girl’s struggles were weakening. In Darkstorm she could see no change, but that was not surprising considering that he still wore his mask and dark robes. Gradually the heroine’s feeble attempts to escape diminished until finally, she went completely still. At that point Darkstorm turned the dial on the control panel and slowly stood up.

For a few seconds he seemed unsteady, then he slowly began to rise into the air. “It worked!” he exulted, his deep voice cracking with excitement. “It worked! I am now the most powerful individual on the planet.”

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