The Adventures of the Jade
Episode 7 The Black Leopards Triumph
Chapter 20 Heroine Disaster
Youre not keeping me out of this, Suzi said. Im fine now, thanks to you.
I think you need a little more rest, Natassia replied. You were pretty badly injured and the healing takes quite a bit out of you."
I feel fine, and Im going. You will probably need all the help you can get. Besides, If Zhuang has caught Kyla Suzi left the rest of her sentence unspoken. Both she and Natassia knew what happened to captured heroines. Neither she nor Natassia had been at home when Kyla had phoned in. The call had been taken by one of Zhou Jins servants. Zhou Jin was the elderly, martial arts master who had tutored the Jade Dragon in the mysterious arts of the orient and who had allowed her to use his home as a training base and headquarters for
Neither of the heroines was sure what had happened to Kyla. They only knew that she had not called back. They hoped for the best, but anticipated the worst. Breaking into Zhuangs fortress headquarters was a daunting task for a single heroine. There was every chance she had been detected and captured.
Three heroines gone, thought Natassia. Now its just up to me and Suzi. And we will have to move fast. Moving to the door she waited for the Scarlet Falcon. Alright lets go then. But we should split up. I have a plan. Heres what well do
Suzi waited in the park outside Zhuangs headquarters. Novas plan was simple. Suzi was to create a diversion on her side of the building and the other heroine would try to sneak in during the confusion. Nova was the logical choice to try to infiltrate Zhuangs defences because of her greater strength and speed. Suzi was the best choice for a distraction because her numerous pyrotechnic gadgets were perfect for that purpose.
Suzi looked for the best place to launch her diversion. She was concealed (she hoped) in a grove of trees about a hundred yards from Zhuangs HQ. She had set up her launch apparatus on the ground and waited until the agreed upon time. Nova wanted to move against Zhuang at night. Even though that meant waiting a few hours, it was better to take advantage of darkness rather than risk being captured. She checked her watch. Thirty seconds to go. She set the first explosive device in place.
Her launch apparatus was quite simple, consisting of a small ramp and a powerful elastic band to propel her explosives in an arc over Zhuangs HQ. The gadget was really nothing more than a glorified slingshot, although perhaps a bit more accurate.
It was time. She hit the release lever and watched her first small bomb fly off into the darkness. The bomb was a simple contact device. It would arc over the roof and then drop, exploding when it hit. The explosion wouldnt do much damage, but like a lot of Suzis gimmicks, it would make a lot of noise. The aim was to create confusion rather than a lot of destruction. After all her companions were most likely prisoners inside the building.
Before the first bomb had even exploded she was launching the second one. She changed the angle a little. The idea was to create a chain of explosions across the rooftop, simulating a major attack on Zhuangs headquarters.
Boom! The first bomb hit. Boom! That was the second. Then there was a whole string of explosions as bomb after bomb marched across the rooftop. That should get their attention, Suzi thought. Now to bring them to my side of the building.
She changed the angle of her launcher again; this time angling it so that the bombs would be hurled against the side of the building. With a little luck and some good aiming, she might even be able to hit one or two of the windows.
Nova waited until the second series of explosions began. The plan was to pull most of Zhuangs guards and all of his attention away from the side Nova was on. One, two, three, four, five, Nova counted. Five explosions. She burst from her hiding place and charged toward the building.
She was just a blur as she crossed the open space between the trees and Zhuangs headquarters. The Dragons Eye gave her tremendous strength and speed. It would have taken a keen eye to spot her in the uncertain light and shadows outside Zhuangs HQ. Within seconds she was outside the lower windows of the building. These were heavily barred, but it took Nova only a few seconds to rip the steel bars out of their sockets and create an opening large enough for her to squeeze through.
Nova hoped that the noise she had made breaking in would not be noticed in the din that Suzi was creating on the other side of the building. She was quite capable of handling over a dozen men with ease, but Zhuang had many more than that at his disposal, and most of them were armed. She might be very powerful, but she was not bullet-proof.
She found herself in a dark corridor; the only light trickled in through the shattered bars of the window she had forced her way through. She moved slowly through the darkness. A faint light glimmered ahead. She pushed on and saw that the glow came from the crack under a door. She tested the lock. There was no point in smashing the door down if she could just walk through it. The doorknob resisted her efforts to turn it. She tightened her grip and twisted hard. There was a sharp snap and the door opened.
She found herself in a long concrete corridor. She didnt like this. Thick concrete could resist even her great strength. However, there was promise in the location. If Zhuang was holding the Jade Dragon and Scorpion prisoner it was most likely that the prison cells would be on this level or perhaps one lower. Quickly she moved down the corridor toward the center of the building.
Another door barred her way. This one was much more impressive than the first. It was made of solid steel and there was no door handle, only a lock. She stopped to consider for a second. And then, throwing caution to the winds, she drove her foot into the centre of the door. With a crash of rending metal the door flew away from her, bouncing into the room on the other side. Without waiting for the door to stop moving Nova followed it into the room. Three stunned guards watched her enter, their eyes wide with surprise and then fear. Before they could move Nova was on them.
She did not strike hard enough to kill. Even though these men were her deadly enemies her superheroine conscience would not let her use deadly force against them when she did not have to. The three men had no chance to defend themselves. The speed of the heroine was such that all three of them were down before any of them had even made a move toward the guns they carried.
Nova left them where they fell. She had hit each of them hard enough that they were unlikely to wake up for some time, and by then she hoped that her mission would be finished. A quick glance around the room had shown her that it was of no importance. On the far side of the room another steel door led to somewhere else in the building, but it was a stairwell that caught her attention. It led to a lower floor. Perhaps the cellblock would be there. The three goons she had taken out must have been guarding something. Ruefully she realized she should have kept one of them conscious so she could question him. Of course, she could always heal him but it seemed like such a waste of resources to knock someone unconscious and then use her powers to revive, him. With a sigh she started down the stairwell.
She was in another concrete corridor but this one was blocked with a barred gate. The cellblock at last. With a feeling of immense relief mixed with trepidation Nova moved to the cellblock door. It took her only seconds to wrench it off its hinges. And then she was into the room on the other side. It exploded around her like a hornets nest.
Suzi shifted the position of her launcher. Just a few more rounds and then she would be on her way. Her position would not go undetected forever. She was alerted just in time by the sound of a small stick breaking behind her. She moved to one side as a club swished by her ear. If it had struck her even the steel mesh sewn into her cowl would not have saved her. It caught her a glancing blow on her right shoulder. Scintillating pain shot through her arm. She knew immediately that she had been injured badly. Her arm went completely numb. But she was not finished. She rolled to one side, and leaped to her feet.
She was facing a half dozen men. They had found her more quickly than she had anticipated, and now she would have to fight to survive. None of those facing her had drawn any guns. She was grateful for that, but it also meant that they had orders to take her alive, and she knew what happened to heroines who were captured.
She had time only for those few thoughts. Then the first man launched himself at her. She was injured, but she still had her wits and training. She evaded the first man with ease, stepping to one side and rapping him smartly in the ribs with her left hand as he went by. If she had been able to use her right arm a combination of blows would have put him out of commission, but her arm hung uselessly at her side. The injury annoyed her. It was very much like what had happened to her on the waterfront. Being partially disabled was getting to be an irritating habit.
And then the second and third man were upon her. This time she used her legs, stopping one attacker in his tracks by driving the ball of her foot into his midsection. She pivoted quickly, dodging a blow from the next man and kicking high to his head. The thug went down like a sack of bricks, but the other three were closing fast. Suzi backed away trying to give herself room, but she was tripped up the first man she had downed. Her punch to the ribs had hurt him but had not been enough to take him out. She reached up from the ground and grabbed her ankle, throwing her off balance. She never got a chance to recover. The remaining three thugs thundered into her.
One hit her in the middle in a flying tackle. A second grabbed her about the neck, tearing off her cowl and allowing her long honey gold mane to swirl free. The third grabbed her legs as she went down.
Suzi was a big girl, standing almost six feet tall and weighing a solid 135 pounds, but she was overwhelmed by the weight of three large men. Within seconds the first man she had knocked down joined the fray. In short order they seized hold of her arms and legs, pinning her to the ground.
She fought wildly using every weapon at her disposal, but there were simply too many for her. Perhaps if her right arm had been functional she might have fought free. But with one arm crippled and the weight of four men leaning on her she had no chance. That did not stop her from trying, however. She convulsed and twisted her powerful body heaving against the arms that restrained her.
The four men let her struggle. The writhing of the Scarlet Falcons body was incredibly erotic and they drank in the sight of the thrashing heroine while waiting for the other two men to recover.
Get a load of the tits on this babe, said one of them. They cant be real.
I think they are Hank, and were sure gonna find out in a few secs. God, look at em bounce. Looks like shes got a couple of watermelons under that outfit.
Suzi ignored the crude commentary on her anatomy. Her costume was soaked with her own sweat and her injured shoulder now hurt like hell. Her struggles were quickly tiring her. Soon she would be too exhausted to escape and then her attackers would be able to do anything they wanted with her. She heaved her body in one last spasm, but succeeded only in draining the last of her energy from her body. She was helpless as the remaining two men joined the four who held her.
Fucking bitch, swore the man she had kicked in the solar plexus. Im gonna beat her senseless.
Hold on Vince, said Hank. We waited for you so we could screw her sweet ass together, not so you could beat her up.
Bitch, cursed Vince again. Alright, but I get to fuck her first.
Sure, said Hank. Vince was the biggest man of the bunch. Obviously the others were used to him having his way.
Suzi lay helpless as Vince settled himself between her legs. He removed her utility belt. Except for the loss of her cowl she was still fully clothed, but she knew that would not last long. Vince took out a large folding knife. Opening the blade he grabbed the front of her costume between her breasts and slid the blade under the thin fabric. Slowly, so as not to cut her by accident he drew the blade down the length of her costume, slitting it all the way to her crotch. The men holding Suzis arms peeled it away from her and stripped the remainder from her arms, leaving her naked to the waist.
Christ, look at those knockers! exclaimed one of the men holding her legs. Looks like she could produce a couple of gallons a day with those babies.
Im gonna find out, said Vince reaching toward Suzis large milk glands.
Suzi arched her back, trying to move away from Vinces groping fingers. She was proud of her impressive breasts. They were large but firm, each the size and shape of a large cantaloupe, and the thought of a disgusting thug like Vince mauling them filled her with revulsion. She pressed back against the dew covered grass, but Vince merely followed her, his large hands closing over her soft flesh.
Damn, they are real! Vince exclaimed. Finest set I ever squeezed.
Suzi was now completely naked. While she had fought to escape Vince, the remainder of her costume and her knee high leather boots had been removed. With a sense of helpless terror she felt the hands of the men that held her traveling all over her body and especially in her most private of places.
Fuck, swore Hank as his finger probed her vulva and penetrated her vagina. Shes as tight as a virgin. Youre gonna have a job getting into her, Vince.
Well see how much of a job it is, answered Vince, unbuckling his belt and pushing down his pants. Im gonna make her howl.
Why are they always so big? thought Suzi. The erect organ that Vince revealed was fully ten inches long and proportionately thick. It seemed to the powerless heroine that every time she was raped her assailants were equipped with phalluses of legendary proportion. Perhaps it was the nature of heroines to attract such well-endowed men, but whatever the reason, her ordeal promised to be a painful one.
The men holding her pulled her legs wide. Had Suzi not been so flexible her hips would have been dislocated. Even so, it was a most awkward and painful position to be held in, and it exposed her fully to Vinces menacing organ. He let go of her breasts and let someone else take over the job of molesting them. Moving his hands down to her thighs he lifted her slightly, and then slowly slid his member between the lips of her vulva.
The men holding the heroine watched her face. Her body language told of her fear; she was almost rigid as Vince entered her. But they wanted to watch her facial expressions as the first man took her. They enjoyed this part of the rape the most. The look of terror and dismay on the face of their victim as she was violated gave them a sense of sadistic power.
Suzi battled to hide her emotions. Utterly helpless to prevent her rape, she tried to deny her violators any more satisfaction than they would get from satisfying themselves sexually. She might be forced to let them rape her, but she did not have to put on a show of fear for them. Still, she was not able to prevent a slight parting of her lips as Vince slid into her. He was very big, and after her last rape she had regained her superheroine tightness. As he penetrated her, she was unable to prevent her breathing from becoming labored. Despite the coolness of the night, the sweat beaded on her forehead and dripped down her face. And as Vince gripped her thighs more tightly and gave a sudden lunge, she gasped in pain. Humiliated, she was unable to completely hide her emotions.
How do you like it baby? taunted Vince. Big enough for you? Bet youve never had one as big as this. He moved his pelvis forward, and Suzi arched her back even more. Thats it babe, enjoy.
Suzi fought back sobs, her chest heaving spasmodically as Vince continued to rape her. Hank busied himself by tweaking and twisting her left nipple, while the man holding her other arm sucked enthusiastically on her right breast. Strangely, as her ordeal progressed she began to wonder about Nova. Had her friend made it?
Nova had her hands full. There were about a dozen guards in the room she had entered. But that was not her biggest problem. As she had burst through the door she had sprung a trap. A large steel mesh net had dropped over her and her charge into the room had enfolded her securely in its web. Four heavy weights anchored each corner of the net, which was constructed of half inch steel cables. It was obvious that it was intended to trap someone with her strength. In fact if the net had been dropped upon anyone else but her, the impact would probably have caused severe injuries. As it was she was knocked to the floor and her costume was partially shredded.
But she was Nova. She staggered to her feet lifting the heavy folds of the net. Grasping the thick cables she began to tear them apart as if they were pieces of string. Around her Zhuangs men shouted in panic and then came at her. Some were armed with guns, but they held their fire, mindful of Zhuangs orders to take any heroine alive. The goons carrying baseball bats and clubs were another matter. They rained down blows on battling heroine striking at her through the mesh.
Nova was driven to her knees. Her super powers did not make her invulnerable. The power of the Dragons Eye healed her as she was injured, but the process took time. And her attackers seemed to know her weakness.
Keep hitting the bitch, one of them shouted. Dont let her get up. The thugs formed a ring around the fallen heroine striking at her each time she raised her head. Get her belt, another man suggested. Reach through the net and snag it.
In wild desperation Nova tugged at the net, pulling it toward her. As she had intended it entangled the feet of her attackers, tripping several of them. It gave her the few seconds she needed to lurch to her feet, and then gripping the net tightly she began to turn in circles. The net swung slowly at first and then picked up speed as it gained momentum. The hoodlums lying on the net were tossed off as the net lifted and those attempting to close with her were struck by the heavy weights attached to each corner. In a few seconds she had turned the net from a deadly trap into a weapon. She whirled faster and faster, the net lifting until it was almost level with her shoulders. And then with one more powerful twist she flipped it higher than her head and darted from beneath it.
The descending net took out several of the thugs, who were now caught in their own trap. And then Nova tore into the rest of them. Bodies flew in all directions as she attacked one thug after the other, sometimes hammering two or three at the same time. She was like a tornado, moving too fast even for those who had drawn their guns to draw a bead on her. Within seconds the room was cleared, its floor littered with injured and bloodied hoodlums. Now only a final barred door remained between her and her goal she hoped.
She gripped the bars of the door to the cellblock. Through the bars she could see a long row of cells. Surely this was where Zhuang kept his prisoners. A surge of hope made her less cautious. She pulled on the bars, smiling at the satisfying sound of the hinges being torn from the concrete. She hardly even felt the tiny dart striking her curvaceous backside, but she recognized the sensation as the paralyzing effects of the drug rushed through her.
She gripped the bars, trying to hold herself upright, but it was a losing battle. As she slipped into unconsciousness a sudden thought struck her. Zhuang had learned well. Poison was her one weakness. It was a poisoned dart that had enabled him to capture her the last time she and her companions had attacked his headquarters. Stupid, she thought. Stupid. She should have expected him to use the same weapon this time, but she had taken no measures to protect herself. Then her senses faded as the poison took hold. She slipped into a gentle sleep and slowly sank to the floor.
Suzi tried not to sob as her hands were bound behind her. Vince had finally finished with her and now Hank was taking his turn. But he wanted to make sure that she was truly pacified before taking her. She lay on her belly, her breasts pressed into the wet grass. With the binding of her wrists she knew that any real chance of escape was gone. Her legs were still held by two of the men who had attacked her and as Hank tied the last knot they were pulled wide to allow him access to her nether region.
Her vagina burned from the rough treatment it had received from Vince. He had thoroughly ravished her and her dry love tunnel had been badly torn by his massive phallus. Now it was Hanks turn. She was certain he would be no gentler than Vince. Her breasts were already bruised black and blue as were the inside of her thighs. She bit her lip as she felt Hank move between her splayed legs.
Uuggh! It hurt worse than she had expected. The battered tissues of her vagina had swollen and Hanks entry was completely lacking in subtlety. He drove into her like a battering ram.
Like that do you, cunt? taunted Hank. Then how about this? Withdrawing slightly he pounded into with vicious brutality. Suzi gasped, arching her back against the pain. But worse was to come. As she lifted from the ground the men on either side of her cupped her breasts and squeezed hard on her soft flesh. But it was the man in front of her she feared most. As he unzipped his pants she knew what was coming.
Lets see how good you are with that sweet mouth, the thug jeered. He seized a handful of hair in each hand and pushed his erect phallus toward her. Despite the pain, Suzi twisted her head away. The sharp slap that followed delivered a clear message. Take it, bitch, the thug warned, or Ill knock your head off. He punctuated his demand with a second blow, this time with his closed fist, striking her just over the eye.
Almost weeping with the humiliation, Suzi allowed the thug to push his inflated member between her teeth. He shoved it right through to the back of her throat, almost gagging her, and then began to rape her mouth, thrusting in and out in an attempt to bring himself to orgasm.
Oh baby, the man groaned. Your mouth is so warm and wet.
Suzi fought back a wave of nausea. Each thrust of the thugs phallus almost dislocated her jaw. And the pain in her vagina was excruciating. The double rape went on for several minutes, until a groan from Hank signaled his ejaculation. But her vagina was not lonely for long. A third thug took his place immediately and drove into her just as the man in her mouth climaxed. Semen spurted from the corners of her mouth, but he did not withdraw.
Swallow it bitch, he ordered. Swallow it or Ill slap you silly. Unable to force the man from her mouth, Suzi swallowed. And then moaned as her vagina was invaded by the third man to take her.
It was close to morning before the men finished with her. The faint glimmer of light signaled them to take her inside. They had enjoyed their conquest. Now it was time to take her to Zhuang. Hauling her to her feet, they dragged her toward the building Suzi had sought to invade. Now she was going to get a good look at the inside.
Nova fought against the bonds that held her wrists. She fought back a sense of panic. Her inability to snap them told her that her belt had been removed, and with it the Dragons Eye. Her strength was now reduced to that of a mortal. She was in terrible trouble, but only a cool head would get her out of it. A few feet away a tall oriental watched her struggle. A half smile creased his lips. Nova had seen him before. He was Robert Chen, Zhuangs lieutenant and about as nasty a thug as she knew existed. He gazed at her silently for a few more seconds and then spoke. Awake already? You have amazing powers of recovery. Its a good thing I have this. He held up her belt. It confirmed her helpless state.
He knelt in front of her. Ive been expecting you, although you gave us more trouble than I anticipated. But now I have you and for the first few hours you are mine to treat any way I want. Then Zhuang gets to play with you. By the way, he added with a smirk. We got your friend outside. A few of the boys are entertaining her. Or should I say she is entertaining them. He laughed. Now you are going to entertain me. And I must say from what I see so far, you are going to be a lot of fun.
Novas costume was in tatters. The heavy strands of the metal net had ripped much of her costume to shreds, and when she had been unconscious Chen had removed a bit more of it when relieving her of the Dragons Eye. She swallowed, but kept her face expressionless. Rape was the least she could expect at his hands. She took a deep breath. She was a heroine. She hoped she was up to it. More than the rape itself she feared the humiliation of breaking down as she was assaulted.
Youre a quiet one, aint you, babe? Chen said. Well Ive waited long enough. Its time to see what you are made of. He got to his feet and took her by the arms, lifting her easily. Nova was helpless to resist. Rope encircled her ankles and her thighs as well as her wrists. Until Chen removed them there was no chance to escape.
Chens face was very close to hers as he carried her. He looked deep into her amazing gray eyes and then her full kissable lips. But he knew it would be a mistake to try and kiss her. The look in those eyes was one of steely determination. This was a woman who would bite his tongue off if he got too close to those even white teeth. But perhaps later, after he had broken her
His already stirring erection hardened. There was no chance that this gorgeous woman would willingly submit to him, but it was going to be most pleasurable forcing her to submit. He carried her to a room away from the main cellblock. He did not want to share this beauty with anyone just yet. The room was rather spare, but it had what he needed to tame her. There was a bed with a sturdy steel frame and a pair of shackles hung from hooks in the ceiling. A heavy whip lay on the bed where he had placed it.
Nova took in the room as well, noting all of the things that Chen had. He wondered if he would rape her first or use the whip on her and then have his way with her. Her questions were answered when he threw her face down on the bed. First a little nooky, Chen said. He untied the ropes around her thighs and then, pinning her legs to the bed by sitting on them, he untied her ankles. Pressed down by his weight, Nova could not move, but she fought, nevertheless, hoping to catch him off guard.
Chen, however, was prepared. He shifted his weight as she bucked beneath him, riding her like a horse. Chen was over one hundred pounds heavier than she was and with her hands tied all she could do was bounce him up and down. He let her tire herself and then as the heaving of her body subsided he tied both her ankles to the bed frame, so that her legs were pulled apart.
Nova was bathed in sweat. Her struggles had ripped most of what was left of her costume from her body and her legs were spread and tied in position. That was quite the ride, babe, chuckled Chen, but I had a different sort of ride in mind. He shifted his position and tore away the remnants of her costume, leaving her clad only in her white bra and panties. He was now straddling her legs and facing toward her body. With deliberate slowness he unsnapped her bra and reaching underneath her slid the cups of the brassiere from her breasts.
His fingers found her nipples, which he pinched lightly between thumb and forefinger. Slowly he teased them erect, delighting in the tightening of the delicate buds against his palms. Then he began a slow massage, gently kneading the soft flesh. God, youve got tits like those of a fifteen-year-old, he said. His penis was now so rigid that it actually hurt.
Nova raised her head. I expect youd know, she retorted, that would be about your speed.
Still got some spunk left, I see, said Chen. Good. I hope you still have that spirit when Im fucking your sweet ass. Lets find out shall we? He gave her breasts a sharp squeeze and moved his hands to her backside. It took only a second to rip the flimsy silk garment from her loins.
Chen didnt bother with the preliminaries of fondling Novas genitalia. He was breathing deeply in his eagerness to begin. He fumbled with his belt, and dropped his pants and shorts, releasing his willing phallus. Placing his hands under her hipbones he lifted her backside and slid closer to her. The glans of his penis caressed her vulva. Nova went tense and then gasped as he pushed quickly into her.
Chen groaned with pleasure as Novas soft, warm love tunnel closed about his throbbing rod. It was everything he had imagined it would be. Virginally tight, her vagina squeezed his member as he struggled to force it into her.
Novas body tightened as she fought not to show how much Chen was hurting her, but her resistance only increased the pain he was causing her. His swollen organ was tearing the fragile lining of her vagina. There was no lubrication other than that provided by her blood and the seminal fluid that leaked from the tip of his intruding organ. Repeatedly he thrust into her with a brutal efficiency that soon had her gasping in pain. But she did not cry out. Sweat poured of her body and blood ran down the inside of her thighs, but she made no sound other than that of her heavy breathing.
Chen was caused up in the frenzy of his own rutting. The heroines vagina gripped him like a velvet glove and the sight of her heaving body and the sound of her agonized breathing excited him beyond measure. Within ten minutes he had released his thick cream into her. With a groan of ecstasy he fell back from her, panting from exertion, his once proud member now shrunk to near normal proportions.
Still breathing heavily, he slowly got to his feet. With a piece of Novas costume he wiped his dripping organ and pulled up his pants. Well, that was fun, he gasped. Now for a different sort of entertainment.
He released the shackles that were suspended from the ceiling, lowering them to where he could clamp them onto her wrists. Only then did he cut the ropes that held her. As her arms were temporarily released Nova made one more desperate attempt to escape. Despites the loss of the Dragons Eye, Nova was far from helpless. Muscles moved smoothly beneath the skin of her finely toned body as she tried to wrench free from his grasp. But her attempt to catch Chen off-guard was misplaced. He hung onto her with a grip of iron. Had her ankles not still been tied to the bed she probably would have broken free, such was the power of her lithe athletic body.
Chen laughed with delight as Nova struggled in his grip. Still full of fight. I like that. Its going to make knocking it out of you so much more enjoyable. He let her struggle, watching her muscles ripple beneath her silken skin. Soon that skin would be reduced to bloody strips. A grim snarl twisted his lips as he thought of the pleasure that would bring.
Nova struggled in frantic frustration. It was unlikely that she would get a better chance to escape, but Chen had her at a complete disadvantage. Even if she managed to break free of his grip, her ankles were still tied to the bed. It would be easy for him to subdue her, but she was near panic at the thought of what Chen had planned for her. The whip he intended to use to flay her lay within sight. It was a vicious instrument; about eight feet long and an inch thick where it joined the handle. It would rip the flesh from her body like sandpaper removing paint. But her struggles were useless. Chen held her until she was gasping from the effort, and then when she quieted, attached the shackles to her wrists.
Nova almost wept with frustration as the shackles tightened, hauling her arms over her head. Chen continued to heave on the chains, straightening out her body. When she was fully erect he untied her ankles and then raised her up until she was standing on the bed. Then he pulled the bed out from beneath her and pushed it against the wall of the room, leaving her suspended from the shackles. Her body hung a few inches from the floor, swinging slowly back and forth. Chen flexed the whip and then drew back his arm.
The Blue Avenger gave a moan that was more like as sigh as her assailant entered her. She was too beaten and exhausted to protest any further. Earlier, she had made quite a fuss, but that had been before she had been raped two dozen or more times. She was splattered with semen from multiple ejaculations. There was hardly a part of her body that was not bruised from the pinching and squeezing, and sometimes brutal punches, delivered by her captors. The inside of her thighs were black and blue and smeared with blood from her ravaged vagina. She was barely conscious of what was being done to her now. Even when the man raping her slapped and pinched her in an effort to elicit a response she barely responded. Cursing, the man emptied his seed into her. Fucking bitch, he swore. Shes all used up. Thought she was supposed to be a superheroine. We need some fresh meat.
At that moment the door opened. Every head in the room turned as a tall naked blonde was pushed into the room. She appeared a little the worse for wear, but a few of the men gave low whistles at her statuesque proportions. Look what we found, crowed Hank, shoving the Scarlet Falcon ahead of him. Best piece of tail I ever had. Tight as a nun and wiggles her ass like a whore.
Suzi was close to breaking down. Naked, reeking of sweat and semen, and with her arms tied tightly behind her, she had never felt so helpless and degraded. She looked with undisguised horror at the roomful of gaping thugs, and then she spotted Kyla.
You bastards, Suzi swore in a choked voice. Her own plight was temporary forgotten, as she stared in horror at her ravished companion.
Hey, responded one of the men in the room, this one talks. Tie up the other twat and lets have a go at the blonde. The response was instantaneous. Suzi had time only for a yelp of protest before she was dumped onto a table in Kylas place.
Fuck, this ones really got a body, exclaimed one of the men as he positioned himself between Suzis legs. He quickly dropped his pants and without ceremony thrust into her. Oh yeah, he exclaimed, as Suzi writhed helplessly, this ones still alive.
Suzi sobbed audibly as she was raped. But it was not the violation of her body that brought tears. She had already suffered that almost a dozen times. It was the shock of seeing what had been done to Kyla. Her proud companion had been thoroughly beaten and degraded. It was too horrible to contemplate. Had all of her companions been captured? What of Nova? The tears rolled down her cheeks as the room full of thugs closed around her and the sexual assault began in earnest. Soon her sobs died and were replaced by harsh gasps as her assailants began multiple assaults on her. She was surrounded by a forest of semi-nude men who groped and fondled her naked charms. Her mouth, vagina, and anus were penetrated and waiting their turn were more than a score of impatient thugs. Her ordeal was destined to be long, painful, and humiliating.
Nova shrieked in agony as the whip cut into her breasts. Her back had already been lashed to ribbons and Chen had decided to switch his attack to the front of her body. Her attempts to stoically resist the flogging had long since evaporated. The walls, floor, and even the ceiling of the room she was in were wet with her blood. Chens arm seemed tireless. Every blow had been delivered with the full weight of his body behind it. The first blow of the whip had actually knocked the breath out of her. The pain had been almost indescribable and her blood and tissue had been splattered ten feet. After that it had gotten worse, the agony mounting with every blow. Several times she had come close to fainting, but somehow her perverse body had not allowed her to drift into the sweet refuge of oblivion.
No! Stop! Please! she begged as Chen raised the whip again. Her pride was gone. She would do anything to stop the hideous pain and mutilation of her body. But Chen merely laughed.
Not so tough now, are you heroine? Chen sneered. What will you give me if I stop? He punctuated his question by bringing the lash down across Novas belly. Her scream was most gratifying, but he lowered the whip and waited for her answer.
It took a few seconds for Nova to stop screaming, but she finally managed to stammer out a reply. Anything, anything! she wept.
Ill hold you to that, Chen said. Your word as a heroine.
I give my word, Nova sobbed.
Chen smiled. Tossing aside the whip he lowered the whimpering heroine to the floor. Nova just lay helpless. She was far too weak to move. He stood over her. Alright heroine, he said. Youve given your word. Now Im going to make you promise something else. And since youve given your word to do anything I ask youll have to do it. Now, nod if you understand what I just said.
Nova bowed her head, acknowledging Chens comment. She was beaten. She had not been strong enough to resist the punishment of her body and now she was honour bound to do whatever the brutal thug requested. Her humiliation was complete and total, or so she thought. She raised her head and was surprised to see her belt dangling before her eyes, the emerald green of the Dragons Eye glowing with dazzling brightness.
For Chen it was a remarkable experience. Thanks to the healing power of the Dragons Eye, Nova was as tight as if he had never taken her. He could hardly believe his g
od fortune in having captured the powerful heroine and subverted her to his
will. It was like fucking a virgin every time. And now that she was forced
to cooperate he could enjoy her whenever he chose. He quite liked tying her
up, however. Perhaps he would do that every now and then just for fun. In
between he and his heroine love slave could experiment with different sexual
It took Chen a long time to satisfy himself this time. It seemed even longer to Nova. She had never felt so soiled. But it was not just the rape and humiliation that concerned her. It was the fact that she had submitted to this degradation voluntarily. How was she going to get out of the commitment she had made to Zhuangs lieutenant? He could do anything he wanted with her and she would have to comply. Even if the Dragons Eye was returned to her, she would not be able to use it against him. What was she to do? A small tear formed at the corner of one gray eye as she realized that she was truly trapped. She had lost her freedom, and she had done it willingly. A sob of despair shook her body and she wept as Chen raped her. She was doomed, and it was entirely her fault.