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Chapter 9 Revelations
Kara waited with her usual feeling of
dread. Luthor would soon appear
and true to her word she would have to serve him like a common
whore. She was dressed the way
he had ordered, her luxurious shoulder length hair piled high on her head
and diamond studded silver earrings dangling almost to her shapely
shoulders. Around her throat
was a necklace of diamonds set in platinum, and similar adornments decorated
her right wrist, left ankle and her
waist. She wore little
else. Her shaved pubic region
was concealed by a brief tapestry of diamonds that dangled from the platinum
chain about her waist. It offered
minimum privacy. Her nipples
were rouged to make them stand out and were pieced by two large silver rings
that were attached to the necklace.
The entire array of jewellery swayed and tinkled as she
moved. The almost nonexistent
outfit had her feeling very much like a girl from a harem, which was exactly
what Luthor intended. She was
after all, his obedient slave. The
door opened and Luthor entered.
Kara immediately went to her knees and bowed her head to the
floor.
Rise, Luthor
commanded. Kara did as she was
ordered, standing with head bowed before her
master. I am
tired. Its been a busy
day, Luthor said.
Undress me and give me a
massage. Then I think you may
prepare me a bath.
Yes master, Kara
replied. She went to his side
and quickly stripped off his clothing.
While she did so, he played with her body, lifting her breasts and
tugging on the tiny silver chains that were attached to her nipple
rings. Soon she knew the playing
would go farther than that, but there was little she could do about
it. She had given her word as
a superheroine and that was that.
As she stripped off his clothes she realized
that Luthor was unusually sweaty.
Apparently he had been up to some fairly vigorous activity before
he came to her. That was not
unusual. Luthor often worked
out for an hour or so before coming to
her. He was proud of his trim
muscular body and looked after it.
Rather than shower, he allowed his sex slave to give him a relaxing
massage and a bath. It was simply
part of her job.
Mmmm, groaned Luthor as she worked
her fingers into the muscles of his
shoulder. You look especially
ravishing tonight. Im looking
forward to teaching you a few new tricks.
Kara
wasnt. Luthor delighted
in sexual experimentation. Each
day he read a new chapter in some exotic sex manual he had acquired and then
tried out what he had learned on her.
Always the sexual activities he discovered were decidedly male
oriented. He either skipped the
chapters on female sexual gratification or the book had a very one-sided
view of sexual relations. She
wondered what sort of convolutions she would be forced to perform on him
this time.
A faint odour assailed her
nostrils. It wasnt unpleasant,
far from it, but it was strangely
familiar. Where had she encountered
it before? Was Luthor using a
new deodorant? She wrinkled her
nose, trying to place it. It
almost came to her, but she couldnt quite make the
connection.
The massage was over and Kara went to draw
Luthors bath. She would,
of course, join him in the oversized tub.
Sometimes he interrupted her scrubbing of his body and had sex with
her right there. She wondered
if that would be the case tonight or whether he would save it for
later. Luthors stamina
was amazing. When he was fully
aroused, which was often, he was capable of making love for
hours. Had she been the least
bit interested in him she would have considered herself a lucky
girl.
The water splashed into the tub and she added
some sweet-smelling salts to the water.
That scent
. Then
it came to her.
Diana. The last time she
had smelled that perfume it was when she was standing close to the
Amazon. She remembered commenting
on it. Its a natural
scent, Diana had explained.
I make it myself by crushing the petals of several aromatic
flowers.
A sense of complete betrayal washed over
her. How could she have been
so stupid? Luthor had deceived
her. All this time she had thought
Diana and Barbara safe and all the while her two friends were probably still
prisoners and being subjected to the same sort of humiliation she faced
everyday. She felt as if someone
had kicked her in the stomach. Of
course the villain would have lied to
her. That is what villains
did. Luthor had never intended
to keep his promise. No doubt
he regarded the entire deception as a huge joke, or perhaps part of his insidious
desire to carry out cruel and bizarre
experiments. She wondered how
many pages of notes in his little black book her sexual submission
filled. And what of her
friends? How had they been treated
all of this time?
Something wrong, slave? Luthor
said, interrupting her thoughts.
Is my bath ready yet?
Yes master, Kara answered
quickly. Im just
adjusting the water temperature.
She tried to remain calm and think through the
situation. Luthor had not kept
his part of the bargain. That
meant she was released from her superheroine
vow. She was free to take whatever
action she chose. But the kryptonite
lighting rendered her mortal.
Luthor had set it so that she had no more than normal
strength. She could not hope
to overpower him, and confronting him with his lie would be a waste of
time. No doubt he would simply
laugh uproariously at her stupidly and then use his strength or the threat
of harming Barbara and Diana to force her to have sex with
him. She would have to bide her
time and wait for the appropriate opportunity.
Luthor slid into the
tub. This was the
life! Behind him the superheroine
slut slipped into the water as well.
Picking up a loofa she gently washed his
back. He arched his body in
pleasure. He was tempted to fuck
her right here, but he had read an especially interesting section in his
sex manual and wanted to save it for later and so he restrained
himself. God, that felt
good. He leaned back a little
farther and felt the touch of her breasts on his
shoulders. She was reaching over
him now so that she could scrub his
chest. It got really interesting
when she reached his genitals. He
had to really exert self-control to keep from fucking her sweet
ass.
He leaned back a little farther, allowing
the superheroine to move past him so she could finish her
work. Her rounded breasts hung
a few inches from his face and he could not resist reaching out of the water
and tweaking her left nipple.
Aaagghh! He shrieked in agony as the superheroine drove
her knee into his testicles. The
pain was indescribable, but before he could scream again she smashed the
heel of her palm into his nose and hammered his head back against the edge
of the marble tub. Then she stuffed
a face cloth into his mouth, shutting off his
cries.
How do you like this, you bastard?
Kara cried as she shoved Luthors head under the
water. Dazed by her attack, he
responded only feebly, waving his arms and weakly kicking his legs as she
held him down in the sudsy water.
She climbed on top of him, using all of her 135 pounds to submerge
him. She held him there until
he stopped struggling. Overcome
by a very unsuperheroine-like rage, she didnt even care if he drowned,
but then she remembered the superheroine code and dragged the half-drowned
thug out of the tub.
Luthor coughed and spluttered as she dumped
him onto the bathroom floor. Good,
he wasnt dead, but that meant she had to immobilize
him. Fortunately, she had lots
of restraints in her bedroom courtesy of her
master. Within a
few minutes she had him nicely shackled, a proper ball gag substituted for
the washcloth. He looked a little
uncomfortable with his back arched sharply
back. She had chained his neck
to his ankles and his wrists were linked to his ankles as
well. He wouldnt be going
anywhere for awhile.
Now she had to find a way to escape from her
room. The kryptonite barrier
was still there, but she thought she had a way to deal with
it. Rummaging through Luthor's
clothing she found what she was looking
for. It was the small control
pad he carried with him all of the time.
She should be able to figure it
out. She had seen him use it
enough times. First though, she
needed to get dressed. Somewhere
in one of the drawers was her costume.
It didnt take her long to find
it. Luthor liked to have her
dress up in it every now and then.
She stripped off the jewellery, including
the nipple rings Luthor had so painfully
inserted. Once she had her powers
back her body would heal, leaving no trace of the indignities he had heaped
on her. She only hoped that he
hadnt brutalized Barbara too badly.
Fully dressed she picked up the control
pad. She touched a few buttons
the way she had seen Luthor touch them when he had increased or decreased
the intensity of the pain he had caused
her. To her delight the strangely
glowing Kryptonite bulbs dimmed.
Almost immediately she felt the almost erotic surge as her powers
returned. She ran her fingers
over her breasts and belly reveling in the potent sexual
sensation. Then she drew herself
together. She had to rescue Barbara
and Diana.
She found the thin sheet of beaten lead she
had made to protect herself against kryptonite and using it like a rag moved
the length of the room rapidly unscrewing every one of the kryptonite
bulbs. She carefully placed them
in a large plastic clothes bag she had found in the
closet. She was careful not to
break them. Each one contained
enough kryptonite gas to immobilize her.
Finally unscrewing the last bulb she was ready to
leave. Lugging the sackful of
bulbs she exited the apartment.
There was no other security than the
lights. Luthor had not expected
her to overcome that obstacle. Now
she had to find her companions.
A short was down the corridor her X-ray vision
located a garbage chute. She
dumped the bulbs into it. That
would be as good a place for them as any until she was able to dispose of
them properly. She scanned the
building with her X-ray vision. It
took her only seconds to locate Barbara and
Diana. She also located several
dozen of Luthors henchmen.
She decided to free her companions
first. She didnt know if
Luthors men had had any kryptonite-powered weapons and she didnt
want to take any chances. With
Barbara and Diana to back her up she would be much more certain of
success.
Barbara and Diana were confined at opposite
ends of the complex; no doubt because Luthor wanted to take no chances on
having them communicate with one another.
Probably he had used the same ruse on them that he had on her in order
to obtain their compliance. She
winced at the memory of what had been done to
her. Three women all duped into
acting like slaves. There was
no punishment she could devise that was too harsh for
Luthor.
She went after Barbara first, fearing what
she might find. The batgirl did
not have the powers of recovery that she and Diana
had. There was no telling what
Luthor might have done to her tender young
body. Barbara was two floors
down and several corridors away from her.
Kara headed for the stairs using her power of flight to shoot down
the hall and into the stairwell.
Within seconds she was streaking toward the cell where Barbara was
confined. There were only two
guards and she arrived so quickly that they didnt even know she was
there until she tore into them. She
wasnt particularly gentle, slamming them off the concrete wall with
enough force to knock them unconscious.
They were probably severely injured, but after
what had been done to her, Kara was in no mood for
niceties. The cell door was locked
electronically, but Kara didnt need the
code. Gripping the door by its
locking wheel she simply tore it off it
hinges. Inside she saw a sight
that filled her with cold fire.
Kara, Barbara
gasped. What are you doing
here? Didnt you
promise
? The batgirl was
sitting naked on the edge of a blanketless cot, her body covered with
bruises. For an instant Kara
almost went back to where she had left
Luthor.
Yes, Kara
said. I
promised. Then she explained
Luthors treachery as she escorted her confused friend to the locker
and helped her dress.
My god, Barbara
said. I let that beast
have his way with me for nothing.
She hung her head and appeared ready to burst into
tears.
Cry later, Kara said,
brutally. Luthor still
has Diana.
That
son-of-a-b
Barbara
bit her tongue. He promised
me that he would let Diana go.
Ive been such a fool.
I thought you both safe. I
should have known Luthor would not keep his
word.
Are you ready,? Kara
asked. Barbara
nodded. Expressionless, the batgirl
tore the rings from her nipples.
Then ignoring the blood, she pulled on her black costume and strapped
on her utility belt.
Lets go, Barbara
said. You deal with the
thugs and doors. Ill watch
your back.
The plan was a simple
one. Kara had nothing to fear
from most threats. Kryptonite
was her only weakness.
Barbaras job was to eliminate any threat from the
latter.
They moved toward Dianas cell at
Barbaras speed. Unlike
the cell where the batgirl had been held, Dianas was heavily
guarded. Apparently the Amazon
was regarded as much more of a threat than Barbara was, which was surprising
considering Dianas almost unbelievably strict sense of
honour. Once the Amazon had given
her word only death or betrayal could make her break it.
Diana rolled off her
cot. Her cell was Spartan as
befitted an Amazon. It did not
even have a sink or toilet. She
was expected to control her bodily functions until her guards released the
locks on her cell door. She
was allowed five minutes outside the cell every six
hours. She had gone over the
time limit once and had suffered several hours of physical and sexual abuse
for her transgression. She had
never done it again.
Something had awakened
her. A faint noise outside her
cell. She could not be absolutely
sure. Stripped of her superpowers
she had only normal hearing and the walls of her cell were six inch thick
steel reinforced concrete. Had
Luthor come back early? It would
be just like him. She had been
allowed access to her belt to heal her injuries after her last session, but
she was not looking forward to another game this
early.
She stood waiting, ready to go to her knees
if her master entered. She regarded
that ritual as the most degrading action Luthor required of her, but she
had given her word in order to secure the release of Barbara and
Kara. Without warning the door
to her cell opened. Well, opened
was not exactly the right word.
Exploded was more like it as some tremendous force ripped it off its
hinges.
Dianas eyes widened slightly as Kara
appeared in the doorway. Just
behind her was Barbara and beyond them the unconscious bodies of over a dozen
of Luthors henchmen.
Kara, said
Diana. What are you doing
here?
Rescuing you, the blonde heroine
replied. I think we have
played Luthors game long enough.
But I
Diana
began.
Gave your
word? Yes I know, Kara
interrupted. She seemed rather
short tempered for some reason, but her anger did not seem directed at
her. Come with
me. Barbara will
explain.
Diana followed Kara out of the
cell.
Free! It seemed too good
to be true, but she was still honour bound to serve
Luthor. She could not go back
on her word. She changed her
mind a few minutes, later, however, as Barbara told her of Luthors
deception.
By Almighty
Zeus. I will have that
villains balls, she exclaimed.
Both Barbara and Kara looked at her in slight
amazement. The language was about
as strong as they had ever heard her use.
I dont think he has enough for the three of us,
Barbara said. Someone is
going to have to share.
The three women exchanged grins as Kara ripped
the door off a locker and handed Diana her costume and
accessories. Now you are
Wonder Woman again, said Kara as Diana dressed.
Yes, the Amazon
replied. And I am anxious
to meet with Luthor. I trust
he did not escape.
He is quite secure, answered
Kara. Did you have something
special in mind for him?
I have something very special in mind
unless you can think of something better.
Tell us! Kara and Barbara said
together.
Alright.
Here is what I think he deserves
.
Aaahh!
Luthor cried out as the lash
cut into his naked back. The
blow was especially painful as it stripped the peeling skin from his sunburned
back.
Put your back into it, you lazy slug,
screamed the overseer. We
want this project built during your
lifetime.
Hurriedly Luthor lifted the heavy block of
stone. Shifting it on to his
shoulder he carried it to where the other members of his work gang, many
of them former henchmen, were cementing the blocks in
place.
The whip flicked out again, this time curling
around Jags shoulders.
Move it, scum, the
Amazon overseer shouted. She
was damned good with the whip, being able to pick a fly off the back of any
man in the work gang with just a flick of her
wrist. Anteia she called herself,
and she ruled the worksite.
Stop thinking, scientist, Anteia
shouted. The whip flicked near
Luthors bare backside.
Move faster or Ill remove your
jewels.
Luthor scampered to do her
bidding. Damned Amazon
bitch. One day he would get back
at her. Then she would
pay. Then he would make her
Aahh! The
whip curled between his legs.
Kara raised her wine
glass. The glow from the fire
sent slivers of light through the amber
liquid. This is very good,
Diana, she said.
It is one of the things we do well,
the tall Amazon smiled.
Barbara
giggled. The bubbles get
up my nose.
Go easy on that, Kara
cautioned. It is more potent
than it tastes. She grinned
at her friend. The trip to
Kara held up a black
notebook. What shall we
do with this?
Have you read it? asked
Barbara.
Kara shook her
head.
Do we really want to know what Luthor
wrote about us? Diana asked.
Its quite thick, Barbara
said. There might be something
interesting in it.
I dont want it, said
Diana. Knowledge gained through
the torture and degradation of women is knowledge
contaminated.
Barbara held out her
hand. Ill take it,
Kara handed it to her. Smoothly, the batgirl got to her feet and tossed it into the glowing coals of the fireplace. Makes and nice blaze dont you think? she said with a smile.
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