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Chapter
7
Proposition
Luther
frowned. The superheroines
screams were earsplitting. That
was what bothered him. He was
delivering level ten pain to her.
She should not have been able to
scream. The pain should have
been paralyzing. When he had
first subjected her to such torture she had been completely
incapacitated. Could it be that
she might actually be adjusting to the
kryptonite? It was a possibility
that had not occurred to him. It
was an interesting idea. He would
have to investigate further.
He studied his
notes. They were quite
detailed. Today he had studied
the effects of pain on her from several new
perspectives. It was most
interesting. The kryptonite rays
did not seem to have any permanent effect on
her. When they were turned off
her superpowers immediately returned.
At a low level they weakened her without causing pain or any other
noticeable effect. At higher
levels they seemed to stimulate her pain centers and the effect was quite
obviously excruciating. Her brainwave
patterns revealed most of what he needed to know and it was as he
suspected. Somehow her body was
adjusting to the kryptonite. It
took larger and larger doses of radiation to achieve the same
affect. That was quite intriguing
and definitely worth checking out later.
In the meantime, he had other plans for her.
Karas relief as the pain ended was
indescribable. Luthor had been
torturing her for over six hours.
It was the longest unbroken session she had been subjected to and
it left her and the bed she was lying on drenched with
sweat. Her throat was raw from
screaming. Her chest heaving,
she lay exhausted. Such brutality
completely confused her. There
seemed to be no motive for what Luthor was doing other than a fiendish delight
in hearing her shriek in pain and beg for
mercy. To her shame, she had
given him plenty of both. It
had been a most degrading experience.
Still panting, she managed to raise her
head. Luthor was standing only
a few feet away from her, gazing with undisguised lust at her naked
body. She felt the usual pang
of fear. Luthor often followed
up these sessions by raping her. It
was something she was not looking forward
to.
Well, said Luthor, you are
quite amazing. I dont believe
I have ever met anyone with such a capacity for
pain. I will have to continue
these interesting experiments until I completely understand
you.
Do what you want with me, Kara
panted, raising herself to her elbows, but please let the other two
go. They do not deserve such
brutal treatment.
Let them
go? What a ridiculous
notion. Why would I do such a
thing? You superheroines are
a never-ending source of interest and pleasure to
me. I cannot conceive of a reason
why I should free them.
Because you can have me, Kara
said. I will give myself
to you in exchange for their freedom.
Luthor kept his composure only with some
difficulty. It had taken her
long enough to come to the point, but he knew that eventually she would come
up with some such offer.
Superheroines were so self-sacrificing; and so
predictable.
He pretended to mull over her
proposal. In fact he had already
made his decision, but it wouldnt do to appear too anxious to accept
the offer. Let me clarify
your last statement. You would
give yourself to me to use in any way I
wish? He looked intently
into the superheroines incredible blue
eyes. He realized that he did
not even know her real name.
Kara swallowed and
nodded. The consequences of what
she was offering were almost overwhelming, but it was a proposal she had
to make. It was really almost
a fundamental tenet of the Superheroine
Code. The degradation of Barbara
and Diana had completely demoralized her.
Blaming herself for the terrible predicament of her two friends, she
was emotionally shattered. Somehow
she had to atone for the pain and humiliation they had suffered and she could
think of no other way except to offer
herself.
And you trust me to keep my part of
the bargain? Luthor asked.
Kara nodded,
dumbly. She did not trust him
as a matter of fact, but she could not think of any way that she could hold
him to his word. She did, however,
have an idea. There was one way
that she could be sure her friends had been
released. When you release
my companions they will give you something that will tell me they are
safe. Then you may do what you
want with me.
I am already doing what I want with
you. Why should I consent to
releasing two such interesting specimens in order to gain something I already
have?
You do not have me, Kara said
vehemently. All you have
is my body. You will never have
my soul until I choose to give it.
Luthor was surprised at the intensity of the
heroine's words. He had thought
her broken, but she seemed as strong as
ever. What incredible resilience
she had! And you will give
me your soul if I release your friends?
There was a long
silence. Yes, the
heroine said, finally.
Then they will be released, Luthor
said, turning to leave. I
will give the command at once.
There is just one thing.
What shall I ask them to give me to prove to you that they are
free?
You have a phone, dont
you? Have them phone me when
they are safe. I will know if
they are telling the truth.
Luthor
nodded. Agreed. You will
be getting the call within a couple of
hours. Ill arrange their
freedom immediately. Turning
he strode purposely from the room.
Outside in the hall he waited a few seconds for the soundproof door
to close. Then he laughed
uproariously.
He could barely contain
himself. Uncharacteristically
he laughed until the tears streamed down his
face. Rok, who happened to be
standing nearby, gazed at his boss
incredulously. Still shaking
with laughter, Luthor pulled himself
together. He realized that he
hadnt laughed like that since he was a
boy.
Superheroines! My god
they had to be the most stupid and trusting people on
earth! Come on Rok,
he said, still grinning broadly.
Weve got a couple of superheroines to talk
to.
Youll let her go? said
Barbara.
Ive finished with her, said
Luthor. I know longer find
her interesting. You and the
Amazon on the other hand still have possibilities.
Then why would you release
her? I understand that is not
your way, said Diana. She
and Barbara were standing side by side, their necks confined by gleaming
steel collars that were secured to the concrete wall of the cell they
shared. Additionally, their wrists
were shackled to a heavy belt that that been locked about each of their
waists. The belts were cleverly
designed to be fastened from behind so that the bat girl could not fiddle
with them. Above all Luthor wanted
to keep her busy hands away from the locking
mechanism. Other than the shackles,
both heroines were unclothed.
It is very simple, Amazon, I have you
and the bat girl in my power. What
I need is your cooperation and the dumb blonde is my
leverage. I let her go and you
promise to do anything I want.
Why would we do that? asked
Barbara. We are not
fools. We may be at your mercy,
but we have no reason to cooperate with you.
I can show you
one. Luthor motioned to
Rok and Jag who were pushing a large trolley that held a giant wide screen
television set. I think
you will find this interesting. It
is part of a number of DVDs I made
today. He smiled and turned
picture on.
Barbara felt
sick. Sight and sound of Karas
suffering had been most disturbing.
The girls screams still rang in her
ears. How could anyone subject
another human to such terrible pain and
torment? Beside her Dianas
stony faced expression showed that she had been similarly
affected. Alright,
she said, turning her face away.
Weve seen enough.
What do you want us to do?
In an hour or so Im going to give
you a cell phone. You are going
to phone your friend ant tell her that you are
safe. If your call is convincing
she will agree to leave and not interfere with my work until you are
released. She thinks that I have
released you, so you better make it sound
convincing. If you dont
then I give her a bit more of what you just saw, but this time I dont
stop just because she screams a little.
This time I expose her to the kryptonite rays until she
dies.
It was all a bluff, of
course. Luthor had no intention
of killing his favourite captive, but the Amazon and the bat girl didnt
know that. And the vision of
Kara writhing in hideous torment under the kryptonite rays was fresh in their
minds. It had been a truly horrific
scene. They just couldnt
leave their friend to die like that.
And how do we know you will keep your
word and release her? said Diana.
You are a man without honour and not to be
trusted.
That is true, Luthor replied with
a grin. I cannot be
trusted. He paused for
effect. Except when I tell
you that I most certainly will kill the Kryptonian bitch if you do not do
as I say.
The threat was delivered with such venom that
both Diana and Barbara shuddered.
They had no doubt that Luthor was capable of keeping his word
in one area at least. When he
promised to do the despicable he was probably most
dependable. Resignedly, both
heroines nodded their assent. They
would make the phone call, they had no choice.
Kara sat miserably in her high tech
cell. She was all alone
now. Somehow having someone to
share the anguish and humiliation had made it all seem a little easier, but
that was gone now. At least she
hoped it was. Barbara and Diana
had sounded most convincing, but with Luthor she could never be
sure. It was always possible
that he had managed to find a way to get her friends to cooperate against
their will and they had deceived her for some motive she could only guess
at. But she had no
choice. She had given her word
to Luthor, and the phone call had been credible enough that she had to accept
it. Barbara had actually cried,
and Diana had not been much more
composed. She drew on her inner
strength. Soon Luthor would come
for her and she would have to be ready.
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