Castle In The Sky - Part 5

This is the second 'chapter' of the story of the relationship between the wizard Vladi and the superheroine Supergirl. This story takes place two years after my story "When Vladi Met Kara". 

As before, Supergirl is owned by DC and Warner Entertainment, while Vladi the Wizard is owned by me. Any other similarities between subjects are strictly coincidental, sort of. Usually. Maybe. Well, with the way that one can interact with various dimensions, one never knows who one will run into, and if those people are the same ones that we may of heard about from before. Right? 

Chapter Seventeen - Discomfort and Examinations

It was the calm before the storm, when mouths dropped open to equalize the pressure between the pushing on the outside and that which was building to explode out from within. That strange moment of time that one saw on cartoons where time stood still, with the coyote still running in mid-air, with the stomach going to the throat just before the fall to one's doom.

The imps were joyous that their master had returned and was most apparently safe, but at the same time very uneasy and fearful by the emotions that they could feel radiating from the dark clad wizard. The kept their hold on the ropes, so they continued to sway in space before and behind her, as they swiveled their heads around towards the wizard, to see the very stern visage upon his sharp facial features.

Kara felt a great sense of relief that she would finally be saved from this demonic pair, but it was mixed with the humiliation that Vladimire was witnessing her this particular state. Not that she had been captured and made helpless, as he had seen her like that before, and had actually saved her from such a situation. But, that it was such a sexually based predicament that she needed to be rescued from. She was already blushing from how the imps were causing her body to respond to the way that she was bound and to the placement of the ropes, and now that it was being witnessed by another (and a very handsome male at that!) her embarrassment increased a hundred fold.

The one that was probably the most surprised and stunned by the whole situation, was actually Vladi, the wizard. From all indications, he had known that he would find the imps here, and had suspected that it was possible that Supergirl would of been here as well. But, he had not really expected to have seen the mighty and powerful superheroine as the captive of the two evil twins in his house on Angel Island.

No, that really wasn't the thing that stunned him though. What really gobsmacked him was the impact on seeing Supergirl, bound with what he could only imagine as being kryptonite irradiated rope from the way it was glowing, and writhing quite provocatively against the rope that was pulled up between her legs.

He saw that the beautiful heroine was in a daze from the kryptonite, but was also breathing heavily and flushed in a manner which showed her to actually be sexually stimulated by her situation. Examining again the position of the ropes, he surmised that such was more about the friction of the rope rubbing against her as she writhed her hips about more than her enjoying her helplessness and captivity.

Vladimire's heart skipped a few beats as he considered that. Was that really the case, or was it something more? He didn't know, but he suddenly came to the realization that such would be his goal here on this Earth of this time and place. What was it that excited these superheroines? Was it such stimulations, or was it the situations? Perhaps it was depending upon the heroine and the situation and the stimulation. He shook his head a bit as he understood that huge enormity of such a quest for such knowledge that he was giving himself.

Time then caught up to itself and the room started to move once again.

"Master! You're safe!"

"She didn't eat you!!"

"Vladi!! Get these... monsters away from me!!"

The mage waved his hand towards the imps to have them stop talking as he moved further into the room, going straight towards Supergirl, having never taken his eyes from her amazingly athletic and lithe body, which seemed to be encased even more enticingly in her tight red and blue costume, which he had conjured up for her two years ago, after the last captivity he had rescued her from.

But, this time, he wasn't sure if he actually wanted to rescue the lovely blonde from the situation that his two imp helpers had placed her in. He was finding it hard to talk as he stepped closer to Kara, who was watching him now, instead of the two green creatures who were still swaying on the ropes holding her, but were slowly sliding down them to the floor, and thus removing a great deal of tension from against her.

Still, Kara was not relieved by the lessening of the physical pressures against her, as her eyes were taking in the intense gaze of Vladimire's pale blue eyes. She had been held in that gaze before, which she always found disconcerting and mesmerizing at the same time, but never had it seemed to be so .... hungry before. Her heart seemed to stammer a bit in her chest and she felt a strange twitching in loins, and felt herself suddenly become very aroused. And, not just from the frictional stimulation that she had been placed under which caused her body to become excited, but the full fledge arousal of the mind and body, that reached down to one's soul.

"Stay where you are," Vladi then directed the imps, who were getting ready to release the ropes that they were hanging on. They immediately obeyed and tightened their hold once again and the ropes, but did not do anything further, such as pull or yank on them, as they could sense that the wizard did not want that. At least, not yet.

"Vl.. Vladi? What... uummmm... what are you ... ohhh... doing? Have them ... have them let me... ahhhh... go!" Supergirl stammered. She couldn't shake those eyes from piercing her soul, and from taking from her her resolve. She felt frozen in place, but didn't realize, at least not consciously, that her body still continued to slowly move within her bondage, especially against that rope that dipped down between her legs. Her breathing rate was increasing as she fought to get the words out, to tell Vladi to release her, but for some reason she was finding it hard to find the words. Was it those eyes? Or was it the kryptonite that she was feeling against her that was keeping her powerless? Or, was it the way that he was looking at her?

Vladimire's eyes finally released Kara's, and his gaze slowly moved down her form, as one would examine a masterpiece sculpture in the finest museum of art. He noted her breasts, which he always thought were the perfect size and shape for her particular physique, were made that much more spectacular by the way that her body was held with her arms over head, which pulled her breasts up and caused her to thrust her chest outwards as she kneeled before him. And, that her nipples were hard and pressing through the royal blue silky material of her costume top did not go unnoticed by him.

His gaze moved further down, to her stomach. It was always firm and flat, and well shown off by the tight blouse which hugged her flanks so closely. But now, the material seemed to be that much tighter, and his eyes slowly explored her sleek abs which quivered under the blue material which seemed to be adhered to her skin.

Kara bit her lower lip, as she watched Vladimire look her over. She wanted to ask him again to set her free, but she didn't want to appear to be pleading with him. It wasn't very heroic to beg, she knew. But, she didn't feel very heroic right now. No, the way that she was feeling from the way that he was looking at her was not very heroic at all. She shifted on her knees a bit and brought her shoulders back a little more, trying to tell herself it was because of the discomfort that she was feeling from the kneeling position on the hard wooden bench. Discomfort that she normally would not be experiencing since she is invulnerable to such. But, under the influence of kryptonite, she was powerless and thus vulnerable to such physical discomforts. At least, that is what she was trying to tell herself. It was the discomfort in her knees, not the discomfort in her loins.

Which wasn't helped by the fact that Supergirl continued to shift her hips about, riding herself on the rope that the imps had pulled so deeply into her. Since they were no longer swinging on the rope, the rope was not so deeply imbedded, but she had not been able to effectively dislodge the rope or her shorts from inside her with her squirming yet.

Vladi looked at the rope and how it disappeared into her. He realized that the imps must of really been applying a lot of pressure to get it so far into her, especially since it meant pulling the crotch of her tight red shorts deeply into her as well. He noted her squirming, which has been continual since he came into the room, and wondered if she realized how enticing it seemed to him. He was tempted to place his fingers there upon the rope and to gauge exactly how deep it was, but decided that right at this moment, doing anything more than looking would be seen as stepping over the line, as the humans liked to say. He had a feeling that he was treading that "line" right now in that he was not freeing her from her bondage, but he just couldn't. Not right yet.

Chapter Eighteen - Freedom and Relief

Vonny and Greg kept quiet, at least externally. Internally the twins could sense the inner turmoil of their master. What they did not know, or at least refused to actually recognize, was how much influence they actually had on the wizard. Of course, magical influences is often a two-way street, so they were getting a bit of emotional influence from the mage, in that they were starting to become more agitated as their Master's arousal grew. As imps were not sexual in the way that humans were, this type of stimulation was routed to their aggression, and thus, since they were evil creatures, their sadism towards Supergirl. This rebounded back to Vladi, as a subtle influence that was slowly making him less eager to free Supergirl, and more appreciative of her distress.

Such modifications of behavior were slow and insidious. They were never blatant and instantaneous, which people (or imps) affected would be aware of such changes, and thus, possibly, try to change their behaviors so as to avoid such shifts in their attitudes and views. Some would say that such things was a type of brain-washing, but that would also tend to indicate that there was some resistance against such mental changes.

Supergirl was not aware of the inner sub-conscious communications that was going back and forth between the wizard and his two imps. All she was aware of was that she was in the middle of three sets of eyes. One set was a combination of curiosity and interest and confusion, while the other two sets of bile yellow eyes were showing spite and cruelty. She did understand about good and evil, and recognized that the two imps were definitely evil, but she had never been able to get a handle on what Vladi was.

Sure, she recognized that from their interactions from the past two years, that he was a good person, and that had helped her out greatly, even saving her from the giant robot Matrix-Beta. But, always in the back of her mind, there was something that was telling her that she had to be careful around him, and that there was more to him than met the eye. She had often believed that her disquiet had more to do with the fact that he was a magic user, because she was very much vulnerable to magic, and thus would be very vulnerable to him. But, to this time, he had never done anything that actually confirmed her misgivings. That he was tall, and dark, and athletic, and very handsome only added to her disquiet.

And now, that exceptionally attractive man was staring at her in a most unnerving fashion. Kara felt terrible from the kryptonite rope binding her and the wand on the bench between her knees. She was becoming more and more aware of the wand's phallic implications, especially seeing the way that Vladi was looking at her. She wished that she was stronger and could just burst from the ropes that were holding her like that, keeping her on the bench in a very humiliating kneeling position. Kneeling before Vladimire. She closed her eyes a moment and licked her lips, which were becoming so very dry. Was it because the moisture of her body was moving to other places?

"Vladimire. Pl... please ... free me," she breathed, finding it easier to talk to him with her eyes closed, so that she wasn't trapped inside those pale ice blue eyes of his. Surely he would release her. He had done so before when she had been captured by the Matrix-Beta robot. However, she didn't realize that there was a very big difference in the atmosphere between then and now. Two years ago it was danger and the threat of actual injury, if not death. Today, it was less about danger and injury, and more about sexual stimulation and humiliation. Then, the wizard was not under continual sub-conscious influences as he was today, with the imps wanting Supergirl to stay as a helpless captive to torment, and that desire seeping into the mage's subconscious.

"Yes, yes... I should...," the wizard replied, a bit slower than he knew that he captive superheroine would of liked. He knew that he should be speedier with letting her free, but for some reason which he was having a hard time deciphering, he was enjoying the sight of Supergirl bound and helpless. His eyes went to his wand, which he had made from one of the kryptonite shards that he had recovered from their battle with the robots two years before, and picked it up off of bench.

Kara watched the wizard as he lifted up the wand, but she noted that he was not putting it away. Not as quickly as she was hoping, in any case. Actually, she was hoping that he would cast a spell and just make it disappear, along with the ropes and the imps! She let out a sigh of relief as she watched him slowly put the wand away in one of his pockets of his outfit. She didn't know which pocket it was, or why putting it away would suddenly stop it's kryptonic influence on her, but it did. Perhaps there was some lead in the pocket, she wondered.

"Release the ropes, and leave us," Vladi then stated to Vonny and Greg. It wasn't because that he knew or understood about the influence that they were having on his psyche, as much as he didn't want to have the distraction of the two taking away his attentions from Supergirl.

"Yes, Master! Right away, Master!" the twins responded in their odd stereo way, and they immediately dropped the ropes that they were holding and took to wing and flew out of the room, leaving the mage alone with the bound Supergirl.

"Oh, thank you, Vladimire! Those little.... things, were really wearing me out!" Supergirl exclaimed as she brought her hands down, and held her bound wrists out forwards towards Vladi. She saw that he was looking at the ropes in a manner, not as in how to remove them, but critically as if how he could improve upon them.

The wizard took Kara's hands in his, and slowly turned them to take in the ropes from different angles. He did it gently and slowly, not just examining the method of the ropes knotting, but also the weight and feel of her hands. He had seen her perform great feats of strength, and yet these ropes with a greenish hue were keeping her barely able to keep her arms held up before her. It was a very interesting concept that he found fascinating.

Supergirl's intensely blue eyes watched the man closely, as he turned her wrists one way and then another before holding her hands in his left while he slowly traced around the ropes with a finger of his right hand, while speaking that strange sing-song language he did when performing magic. In a moment the ropes were gone from around her wrists and she felt a great sense of relief at having her hands free.

Vladi then moved around to the side of her, releasing her hands, but keeping his left hand on her, sliding it from her arms to her side, to keep her stable on the bench. Again, a finger went over the ropes at her right ankle, and then at her left, and two more sets of ropes disappeared, to free Supergirl's red booted ankles. All that was left was the rope that was wrapped around her waist and went between her legs and to the pulley over head, where it still swung.

Supergirl could feel more and more of her strength returning with the removal of each rope, but was hoping for Vladi to hurry to remove the last of the ropes, as it was the most aggravating to her. She felt his hand strong on her side, and she was grateful for his support, and while he moved behind her to remove the ropes from her ankles brought her hands down to slowly pull the rope down that had been pulled up into her.

"OOooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh," Kara moaned as she pulled on the rope, which seemed to take forever to finally come out from within her. She felt her face heat up even more as she then pulled at the crotch of her short shorts, shifting around on her knees as she pulled it from within her, hoping that Vladimire did not notice the wetness of the red material.

"Now, for this last one," Vladi said as he came around to the front of Supergirl, still keeping his hand on her, moving it around her back and resting it on her hip as he was now on the other side of her, his hand moving to the take up the rope from her. He did not miss the slight discoloration to both the rope and of Supergirl's red bottoms, but did not say anything about them, figuring that Kara was humiliated enough as it was right now, as her face was nearly as red as the rest of the red parts of her costume.

"Oh, thank you, Vladimire! Thank you oh so very much!" Kara exclaimed as she saw the last rope disappear from the room, and felt it's disappearance even more so as she felt much better and stronger with all the kryptonite gone from around her completely. It would take her some more time under the Earth's sun to totally recharge her lost powers, but she no longer felt that absolutely draining weakness.

Taking her hand, the mage helped her from the bench and onto her feet, feeling how quickly her strength was returning to her once the ropes had been removed from her.

"You're welcome. How are you feeling?," he then asked as he waited for her to stabilize, which didn't take long before she removed her hand from his, though put his hand on her elbow to begin to steer her towards the door to leave the room. He wanted her to think that he was being polite and was escorting her from a room that she had just had a bad experience in, and that was partially true. He also wanted to test just how stable she was on her feet, and how her recovery really was going after her ordeal.

"I am feeling so much better. Kryptonite always takes so much out of me, and I really have to thank you greatly for destroying it!"

Vladi gave her a slight smile and nodded as they walked from the work room and to the hallway, where he turned to walk her towards the front door. He didn't tell her the truth that he had only moved the items from one place to another, and that the glowing green ropes were still available to him, if he would need them. He didn't want to be dishonest with her, as she was very important to him and he didn't want her to think any less of him. In fact, he didn't ever want to lie to anyone, unless it was absolutely necessary for someone's safety or well being (especially his!). But, not volunteering information that was not asked for was not the same thing as lying, in his particular book.

Kara had the feeling that she was being rushed, but that didn't bother her, as she really wanted to leave this particular place as soon as possible. She did like the wizard, but was still feeling very embarrassed for what he had seen her go through, and the way that she had been reacting to her predicament. Though it was against her will, her unwilling arousal confused her greatly. So, she did not do anything to prevent, or slow down Vladimires escorting of her to the front door.

Once there, Vladi opened the door to the night, and they both walked out into the cool quiet of Angel Island. Kara paused a moment and then turned to the wizard and kissed him on the cheek.

"That's for being my hero. For saving me again. Thank you, Vladi," Kara said, before turning and launching herself into the night sky. She could not get great speed in her flight, as she had a long way to go to get to full power, but she feared staying around the handsome wizard for a minute longer.

Vladi stood there at the open door, watching as the superheroine lifted higher and higher into the sky. His eyes, much sharper than normal humans because of his elven heritage, was able to follow her far longer than most, as she flew over the Bay and towards San Francisco. After a while, he turned around and went back into the house, to prepare it for his leaving it for his castle between the dimensions, never to return to this house again.

Epilogue One - Supergirl

Kara called in sick to work to KSF-TV the next day, and after making sure that her costume was complete, launched herself into the morning sky. It felt glorious as the sky was cloud free, and the suns energy was abundant as she soared over San Francisco and replenished her drained energy reserves.

She immediately started to look around to see for ways that she could help others. After a day of being helpless, she felt a need to show others, and especially herself, that she was not helpless!

From helping a child retrieve a toy that fell into a deep hole, to helping the police capture a pair of home invaders, she flew back and forth and all around the Bay, from one problem to another, no matter how big or small.

It did her heart good to hear the thank you from the grateful people, and to see their relieved and reassured smiles in the hope that she gave them for a better tomorrow.

As it was said, if you fell, you had to pick yourself up right away and get back onto that horse you fell from. Well, Supergirl was back in the saddle again, and flying high as the Protector of San Francisco!

Epilogue Two - Vladimire

Several weeks later, the wizard looked over his castle on the plane between the planes. Things were coming along nicely, and the castle was almost half way done. Enough of it was completed that he no longer had to worry about keeping his residences on Earth, other than points of location for his dimension doorway spells.

He had given over his Angel Island home to the imps, Vonny and Greg, who had taken over the home with great enthusiasm. They had never been given anything before, and the small demons were greatly impressed with their Master's generosity. Before long, the house was unrecognizable, as the twins had caused the flora of the island to grow and swallow up the once elegant house, turning it to a dark abode that would be very hard to see unless you were right before it, and even harder to enter because of the overgrowth. Also, the taste of evil was heavy there, so no one would want to, unless they had some evil within themselves, as well.

Vladi still used the twins, but felt it would be best to have them stay down on the Earth to run his errands without going back and forth between the dimensions. It was too easy for something to go wrong with so many excursions back and forth, and the imps did not have the ability to correct any problems should they arise. Also, he doubted that they would want to, as the twin brothers would be grateful for the chaos that any such dimensional injury would bring about.

With the imps no longer continually around him, their subtle and continual influence on his subconscious was no longer occuring at the level it had been before. But, the damage, as it were, had already been done.

Vladi went back into his workroom and stopped at the table to look down at the four coils of rope with the green hue, and the wand with the glowing green tip at it's tip. He reached his hand out, to pick up one of the ropes, and brought it to his face, his eyes taking in the slight discoloration in one section of the rope. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, taking Supergirl's scent into his nostrils.

He reopened his eyes and put the rope down, and turned to a work bench, where more rope was awaiting his enchantment. Taking up another shard of glowing green kryptonite which he had recovered from the battle with Matrix-Beta, he began to cast his spell on the ropes.

= The End =

(... of THIS chapter in this particular chapter in the lives of Kara and Vladi)