“You see now why I need you,” Larson explained. “None of my previous subjects\nreturned. “I can only suppose that they did not survive the journey. That is why\nI need a superheroine.”
\n“You sent five women to their deaths?” Kara asked, her voice trembling with rage\nand disbelief.
\n“It was in the interest of science,” Larson replied calmly, “And who knows, they\nmight very well be alive. Once they enter the portal they are beyond my control.\nI only know that they were not at the portal when I attempted to recall them. I\nalso know that according to my analysis the place where they were sent had an\natmosphere almost identical to that of Earth, so they should not have died.”
\nKara was dumbfounded. Larson was clearly mad. As mad as Lex Luthor and every bit\nas ruthless although lacking Luthor’s sadistic streak. He had constructed a\ndevice capable of breaking down the barriers of time and space and sending\npeople through it. So far he had sent five “subjects” as he called them to\ngod-knows-where and now he intended to send her.
\n“You are insane. You might have sent those poor women anywhere. How do you know\nthey didn’t materialize over water, or in the middle of a bunch of wild beasts?”
\n“The portal is tuned to avoid large bodies of water. I covered every\neventuality. All of the women were well equipped to make the trip. They had\nfood, water, and weapons. They should have made it.”
\n“But they didn’t make it,” Kara replied. “Something went wrong. People are not\nsubjects like some lab animals. You killed them.”
\n“I am tired of this conversation,” Larson said. “Perhaps when you return we can\ncontinue it. For now you are going. I will remove the collar once you are in the\nchamber. “That should enable you to be transported with your superpowers\nintact.”
\nThere was no point in arguing with Larson. It was clear that for all his\nbrilliance he was several cards short of a full deck morally. He had spent more\nthan an hour proudly explaining his project. At first Kara had been most\nimpressed with the genius Larson displayed, but that had quickly been\novershadowed by his admission that he had sent five young women, including his\nown daughter into oblivion. Now it was Kara’s turn.
\nDuring the entire time she had been under Larson’s control there had been no\nopportunity to escape. The collar she wore kept her at half normal strength and\nshe was sure that she had been constantly watched during her stay even though\nshe had seen nothing she could identify as a camera. Now scarface hovered nearby\nas Larson took her arm and escorted her to the special chamber where she would\nbe transported to limbo.
\nThe chamber was about as innocuous in appearance as was possible, resembling an\nordinary glass-sided bathroom shower. Larson opened the door and helped her in.\nThen he closed it and went to an elaborate bank of controls. He pushed a few\nbuttons and a green light infused the chamber. “You may take off the collar now,\nSupergirl,” Larson said. The kryptonite radiation will keep you from escaping,\nbut once you are transported out of the chamber you will regain you powers.”
\nObediently, Kara removed the collar and placed it at her feet. Her heartbeat\naccelerated. This was really happening to her. She was now the subject of a mad\nscientist’s experiment and she was helpless to prevent it.
\nLarson pushed a few more buttons and turned a number of knobs, intently studying\na number of gauges as he did so. The green glow in the chamber began to change,\ntaking on a bluish tint. At the same time, Kara felt her skin prickle as if each\ntiny hair on her body was standing on end. Then the hair on her head began to\nstand out as if she was touching a Van de Graaff generator.
\nLarson looked toward her. “Goodbye, Supergirl, and good luck.” He pulled a large\nlever.
\n“Aaaggghh!” Blinding pain shot through her and suddenly the laboratory\ndisappeared. As a matter of fact everything disappeared. She was in total\nblackness and racked by pan so intense she would have fainted if she had had a\nbody. But that seemed to be gone as well. And then, as suddenly as it had begun\nthe pain ended, the blackness faded, and she found herself standing in the\nmiddle of a grassy plain.
\n“Damn!” Her first word after being transported reflected the fact that although\nshe seemed to have come through the portal safely, none of her clothing had. She\nwas alone and naked in a strange new world. There was one compensating factor,\nhowever. She would now have her powers back. They should enable her to find\nsomething to wear until she could reunite with her costume. She tried to\nlevitate, but nothing happened. What was wrong? The collar was gone and she was\nno longer in Larson’s lab. She should be back to normal.
\nSlowly she turned to look at the sun. Shading her eyes with her hand she saw\nthat unlike the Earth’s yellow sun, this one had a reddish tinge. A red sun.\nThat would mean her superpowers were inoperative. Great. She was stranded on\nsome strange planet without clothing or any special abilities. All she could do\nwas wait for Larson to bring her back. Fortunately she was not dead. Somehow she\nhad survived the trip to the strange planet whereas the other girls had not.
\nOne day. She had to wait one day until the planet realigned with the place\nLarson’s portal had dropped her. That place would be exactly where she was\nstanding. It seemed stupid, however, to remain where she was for an entire day,\nespecially if a day on this world was not the same as a day on Earth. Larson had\nsaid something about that but she had not understood it very well. Somehow he\nwould know when she returned to the appropriate spot.
\nWell, if she was going to do a bit of exploring it would be wise to mark the\nspot where she would be picked up. She began to trample down the grass in the\nshape of an X so that she could locate it. Then she went in search of a better\nmarker. Scattered about the place where she was she found a number of boulders.\nPicking them up she built a small cairn, glad of the fact that even though she\ndid not have her superheroine powers she was still fit enough to carry all but\nthe largest rocks fairly easily.
\nAn hour’s work produced a four foot cairn of stones. Satisfied with her effort,\nand a bit thirsty she decided to go for a bit of a walk. On the horizon she\ncould make out a low range of hills. That looked promising. She headed toward\nit.
\nShe soon found that walking barefoot was harder on the feet that she had thought\nit would be. Although for the most part she was walking on grass, there were\nstill a number of woody plants and broken stems that cut into her feet. Within\nhalf a mile of setting out her feet already had several small cuts.
\n“This won’t do,” she thought. “At this rate my feet will be cut to ribbons in\nless than an hour.” Sitting down she thought things over.
\nIt took her a few minutes to figure out that if grass was tough enough to damage\nher feet then it might also protect them. But once she got the idea she went to\nwork. In a few minutes she had woven together an extremely crude, but\nserviceable pair of grass shoes. Who would have guessed that the elementary\nschool art class where she had learned basket weaving would come in so handy.
\nBetter equipped, she struck out again. An hour later she was climbing up a\nwooded slope toward the sound of water. A small spring gushed out of the side of\nthe rocky hill and splashed into a sky-blue pool before overflowing and flowing\noff through the trees. Pleased with herself, Kara drank deeply. So far so good.\nShe had made a pair of shoes and found water. Now what should she do?
\nOne thing bothered her. Suppose she came upon other people? How would they react\nto her nudity? And did she want them to see her like that? Also what if they\nwere not friendly? There was a possibility that the other five girls Larson had\nsent through the portal had all made it safely only to run into something\ndangerous on this mysterious new worlds.
\nFirst things first. There were a number of tall reedy plants growing near the\npool. She had woven shoes. How about weaving clothing? She made her way down to\nthe pool and began to gather reeds. This was a bit tiresome. How much more\nconvenient it would have been had she arrived with her clothing and superpowers\nintact.
\n“Eeeeaagghh!” The scream almost made Kara wet herself. Jerking upright she\nlooked in the direction of the terrible sound. What she saw chilled her to the\ncore.
\nAbout three hundred yards away a black-haired girl was running toward her.\nBehind her were a number of the most bestial humanoids she had ever seen. There\nwere about a dozen of them, each about the height of a man, but there the\nresemblance ended. Their faces resembled the faces of gorillas without having\nthe charming appearance that all gorillas had. Two massive white fangs jutted up\nfrom their lower jaws and their eyes were so deeply recessed under massive bony\nbrows that they could barely be seen. Black uncombed hair spilled over their\nnaked shoulders. Each of then had arms that reached well below their knees and\ntheir shoulders, arms, and torsos were massively muscled. Their loins were\ncovered by a crude loincloth that fell between their legs both in front and\nbehind. They wore no shoes, but were armed with a variety of weapons including\nspears and clubs.
\nThe girl was wide–eyed with terror. He long dark hair streaming out behind her\nas she ran. She seemed unrelated to the beasts that chased her, as her body was\na sleek and supple as a panther. She ran with a smooth grace that emphasized the\nbeauty of her face and body. Like her pursuers, she was barefoot and she was\nsimilarly dressed, her breasts being covered with a crude bikini top and her\nloins concealed by the same sort of garment as her pursuers. More to the point,\nshe was running straight at Kara almost as if she thought the blonde heroine\nmight be able to save her.
\nKnee deep in water, Kara look desperately for a weapon. A few yards away was a\nstand of bushes resembling willows. Moving as fast as she could, Kara splashed\ntoward the bushes. She gained them with the beast men and the girl only a\nhundred yards away and found what she was looking for. It would have been better\nif it had been properly seasoned, but the piece of deadwood she came up with\nwould have to do. Swinging it experimentally she turned to face the onrushing\nbeast men.
\nShe had learned quite a bit about self defence while with Diana on Paradise\nIsland. Unlike Kara, the Amazon had trained extensively in the martial arts and\nshe was able to pass on a few tips to the blonde heroine. One of the things she\nhad taught her was how to use the bo or quarter-staff.
\nThe pool slowed the attackers somewhat. The girl splashed right in and swam\nacross to the other side, but the beast men swerved around it and splashed\nthrough the shallows. The girl reached Kara’s side only seconds before her\npursuers did. Exhausted she sank down, unable to run any longer. Standing ready,\nKara awaited the arrival of the beast men.
\nStrangely the beast men halted, seemingly surprised to find themselves being\nchallenged by a slender blonde female armed only with a stick. But they quickly\novercame their caution.
\nTwo of them came at her simultaneously. The first Kara gave a sharp rap across\nthe skull. With a howl of pain the beast man went to his knees. Kara pulled her\nstaff back and using it like a spear struck the second attacker between the\neyes. The beast man went down as if he had been shot.
\n“Perfect,” Kara thought, congratulating herself. “Just like Diana showed me.”
\nThe fate of the first two assailants brought the rest of the beast men to a\nhalt. Milling about they shook their spears and clubs at Kara, but for several\nseconds none of them made any attempt to attack her. Then gathering their\ncourage several of them came at her in a rush.
\nIt was the marshy ground that saved her. With her back to the bushes, Kara was\nstanding on relatively firm ground while the beast men were sloshing through\nwater. It gave her the time to take out each one of them in the same way she had\ntaken out the first two. Breathing heavily, Kara watched as the beast men\nretreated. There were only five of them now. The other seven were still alive,\nbut they all were nursing an assortment of minor injuries. Cautious, but\ntriumphant, Kara watched as the beast men circled her. None of them now dared to\ncome to close to her. She wondered for a second why they did not try to throw\ntheir spears or clubs at her. The spears must have some use, but the beast men\nseemed totally untrained in hand to hand combat.
\nThe girl beside her had now gotten to her feet. Noting Kara’s success, she had\nnow acquired her own crude staff. Whether or not she knew how to use it was\nanother matter, but at least she was now participating in her own defence.
\nFor half an hour it was a stand off. Kara could not retreat without exposing\nherself to a fight on ground more favourable to the beast men and the beast men\nwould not attack until their numbers were greater. However, after half an hour\nthe seven beast men Kara had disabled had recovered enough that they were a full\ndozen again. Although some of them were nursing minor injuries they were still a\nformidable bunch. Kara doubted she would be able to handle them if they all came\nat her at once.
\nFortunately, the beast men seemed incapable of any military thought. Instead of\nmaking a concerted rush they came at her in small groups again. The result was\nthe same until the inevitable happened.
\nThree of them came at her at once. Kara stepped forward, feinted an overhand\nstrike then neatly reversed her staff and hammered the nearest beast man between\nthe eyes. It was perfectly executed except for one thing. The improvised staff,\nwhich was really nothing more that a crude stick of appropriate length chose to\ninconveniently snap off just a foot short of her grip, leaving her with nothing\nmore than a three foot club with which to deal with the other two attackers.
\nShe managed to bring her shortened staff around in time to strike the nearest\nbeast man, but her caught it on his forearm and then barreled into her,\nengulfing her in his ape-like arms. Beside her the dark-hared girl flailed away\nwith her stick but the third beast man shrugged off the poorly delivered blows\nand caught her up in his arms.
\nKara and the girl went down in a tangle of arms and legs. Disarmed, Kara kept\nher head and fought as Diana had shown her, driving her knee between the legs of\nthe beast man that held her and then kicking him away when he dropped her with a\nhowl of pain. But the damage was done. Nine more beast men charged toward her.\nShe was just able to regain her footing before she went down in a wave of\nbodies.
\nSurprisingly, the beast men did not strike her, instead attempting to seize her\narms and legs. There were so many of them, however, that several could not fail\nto catch hold. Kara kicked and punched furiously. Now she fought out of pure\ndesperation, attempting to make contact with any thing she could reach. But it\nwas a one-side contest. She felt each of limbs seized and then she was lifted\nfrom the ground, all the while kicking, biting, and screaming with rage and\nfear.
\nShe was held by four of the beast men. Two held her ankles and two more held her\nwrists. Heaving her body she bounced up and down in their grip, until a fifth\nbeast man seized her around the waist. Even then she kept on struggling until\ngasping from exhaustions she could hardly move.
\nOut of the corner of her eye she could see that the dark-haired girl was also\nfighting to escape. But Kara knew that it was hopeless. Five beast men held her\nalso while another readied a length of rope preparatory to tying her. Then Kara\nfelt herself being flipped over and placed on the ground. Too weak to resist,\nshe almost wept in frustration as her arms were drawn behind her and her wrists\nwere lashed tightly together.
\n“No,” she screamed. “Not this time!”
\n“Aaah!” she gasped as her bound wrists were wrenched high up to the middle of\nher back. It was very painful as the cords cut into her wrists, but it soon got\nworse. A length of cord was run from her wrists over her right shoulder and then\nbetween her breasts, under her left breast, and then wrapped twice around her\ntorso. It was then run under her right breast and upward crossing over the first\ncord that ran between her breasts and finishing by being taken over her left\nshoulder and tied to her wrists. It left her wrists pulled painfully high in the\nmiddle of her back, causing her to arch her body, thrusting her full breasts\nforward. To finish the bondage, her ankles were tightly bound.
\nKara saw that the dark-haired girl had been bound in the same way. Helpless she\ncould only despair when she was picked up and tossed over the brawny shoulder of\none of the beat men.
\nThey started off at once, taking turns carrying the women. The beast men seemed\nalmost tireless, moving at a trot first through the forest, and then across the\ngrassy plains. Bounced along like a sack of potatoes, Kara could only endure as\nthey moved farther and farther away from the place where she and the girl had\nbeen captured.
\nOnly once did they stop. Without warning the beast men suddenly veered into a\ndry creek bed and crouched down. Kara at first was confused by this action and\nthen realized that the beast men were hiding from something they feared. Before\nshe could react a filthy hand was clamped over her mouth. The sound of human\nvoices drifted to her ears along with a strange bird-like call. Unable to make a\nsound she could only listen as the sounds and voices came closer and closer and\nthen slowly faded away.
\nAfter that a strip of hide was stuffed into her mouth and tied in place with a\npiece of cord. To make matters worse a strip of leather was placed across her\neyes blinding her. A sudden thought struck her. How was she going to be able to\nfind her way back to the cairn in time for Larson to transport her back to her\nown world? She had only a vague idea where it was already. What would happen if\nshe could not even see where she was going?
\nGagged and blinded Kara could only listen to the movement of the beast men as\nthey carried her and the girl mile after mile across the plain. With nothing\nbetter to do she tired to figure out what might be happening to her. Who were\nthe beast men and why had they been chasing the dark-haired girl? Where were she\nand the girl being taken? What was going to happen to them? So far other than\ntaking them prisoner the beast men had done nothing to them, but they must want\nthem for something. Kara tried hard not to think of what it might be. She had\nsuffered too much of that sort of thing.
\nThe end of the seemingly endless trek came at last. Kara felt herself lowered to\nthe ground. Her blindfold and gag were removed. By now she was in considerable\npain and discomfort. Her painful bondage had cut off the circulation to her\nhands, and the awkward position of her arms was causing excruciating pain in her\nshoulders and chest. She also desperately had to answer a call of nature and was\nboth hungry and thirsty. She made no complaint, however, if the dark-haired girl\ncould tolerate the situation then so could she.
\nShe looked around her. It was night and the first thing that caught her eye was\nthe second moon in the sky. She was definitely not on earth. If she had any\ndoubts this completely removed them. One of the best men approached her. He was\ncarrying a crude stone knife which he used to cut through the cords binding her\nankles. He did the same for the dark-haired girl and then dragged them both to\ntheir feet. A few feet away a campfire burned and several of the beast men were\ncooking something on it. The smell of roasting meat came to Kara’s nostrils. He\nmouth watered. Perhaps she might at least get a bite to eat.
\nPartially supporting her and the girl, the beast man pushed them to the edge of\nthe campsite. A foul smell assailed her senses and Kara knew why she had been\nbrought there. The beast man waited while she and the girl relieved themselves\nand then grabbing each of them by the hair, brought them back to the camp. Kara\nfelt degraded. Even though she did not regard the beast man as human, being\nforced to perform private bodily functions in front of an audience was\nhumiliating.
\nPushing them through to the fire the beast man forced them into a sitting\nposition and held up what looked like a water skin. Holding it to her mouth he\nlet her and the girl drink. Then carving a chunk of meat from what was roasting\nover the fire he used his knife to feed it to them one piece at a time.
\nAs Kara chewed the meat she began to become more and more fearful. Up until they\nhad camped none of the beast men had paid the slightest attention to either her\nor the girl, except to make sure they were bound and gagged, but now every eye\nwas upon them. Whenever she looked at one of the beast men his gaze was fixed on\nher with a fascination she found most unsettling. She had seen that look on the\nfaces of men when she had been captured. They were devouring her body as if she\nwere some tasty dessert morsel.
\n“Please let me be wrong,” she thought. “They haven’t done anything to me yet.\nPerhaps it is just my imagination.” But the beast men had to have some motive\nfor capturing her. She looked at the girl and was suddenly very afraid. The\ngirl, who up until now had shown little or not emotion, was now shaking in fear,\nher face unable to hide the terror she felt.
\n“Oh please no,” Kara thought. “Why must it always be like this? Why can’t they\njust leave us alone?”
\nThe beast men took the girl first. They waited until she had finished her\nprimitive meal and then five of them came for her. There was no doubt in the\ngirl’s mind what they intended to do. She screamed horribly as they picked her\nup and carried her to the edge of the firelight.
\nTwo of the beast men held the girl down. Two others took her ankles and pried\nher legs apart. The fifth removed his loincloth revealing a phallus that would\nhave made a horse proud. Kara could not understand what the girl was saying, but\nher screams of fear were more than adequate.
\nThe beast man knelt between the girl’s legs and reaching out removed her\nloincloth and then moving closer and gripping her hips to steady her he plunged\nhis immense organ into his shrieking, struggling victim.
\nThe scream as the girl was taken was ear-splitting. It was almost as if the girl\nwas being murdered. Grunting like an animal the beast man thrust into her,\nburying his shaft to almost impossible depths in the girl’s writhing body. Kara\nwatched in fascinated horror. How could it be that the girl was still alive?\nSurely such a monstrous instrument would tear her apart. But the girl did not\ndie although Kara thought it might have been better if she did. The beast man\nravished her mercilessly until with a brutish grunt he released his seed into\nher. But the girl’s ordeal was just beginning. No sooner had her assailant\nfinished with her than one of the beast men holding her ankles took his place.\nThe girl screamed again, although not as loud this time. Kara turned away,\nunable to watch. She felt sickened by what she had seen. It was one of the\nsecond most horrible moment of her life. The first most horrible moment occurred\na few minutes later.
\nSeven beast men took Kara. As the cries of the girl faded into the background\nthey formed a semicircle around her and removed their loincloths exposing their\nheavy phalluses. Most of them were well on their way to a full erection.\nSurrounded by a nightmare, Kara almost wet herself. Her terror was absolute. How\ncould she survive a gang rape by such monsters?
\nFighting to pull herself together, Kara took a deep breath. She tried not to\nshow her fear. She was a heroine. She would not scream like a little girl.
\nAll the same, it took all of her self-control not to scream in fear as her legs\nwere forced apart and the largest of the beast men moved between her thighs. Up\nclose he was even more immense than she had thought. It seemed impossible that\nso huge an organ could possibly fit inside her. It would be like having sex with\na post.
\nThe beast man stank of sweat and the generally repulsive odor of the unwashed,\nbut Kara hardly noticed his smell. Her attention was fully focused on the\nimmense phallus that threatened to split her in two. The beast man moved between\nher thighs, spreading her even wider. Then placing his hands on her tight\nbackside he drew her toward him.
\nIt took a good deal of strength to penetrate her. Even tied and held by four of\nthe beast men, Kara struggled like a wildcat, twisting and turning her body in a\nfrenzied effort to avoid being impaled. But finally he held her still long\nenough for the glans of his penis to slip into the sweet clamshell of her vulva.\nTo her credit, Kara only grunted in pain as he entered her. But seconds later\nshe moaned in agony as she was taken more brutally than anything she had ever\nexperienced. As she had feared the huge staff split her like kindling. The pain\nwas unbelievable and it did not stop. Second by second it mounted until it\nbecame more than she could bear. Then she screamed and kept on screaming, her\ncries mixing with those of the dark-haired girl.
\nThe brutal ordeal went on all night, not stopping until the light of day lit the\neast. Kara wasn’t sure how many times she had been raped, she was close to\npassing out from the pain. It was as if she had been forced to give birth. It\nwas hard to believe that the region between her thighs would ever be normal\nagain.
\nThey untied her and the girl after that. Apparently they thought that two women\nwho could hardly make it to the edge of the camp to relieve themselves would be\nvery unlikely to run away. But they were wrong.
\nLeft to themselves for a bit, Kara crawled to the dark-haired girl. The effort\nit cost her was incredible. She felt as if her insides had been scraped raw, as\nthey probably had been. But she knew that neither she nor the girl could\ntolerate many more nights like that. They had to escape, and now was the best\ntime, while the beast men thought them too weak to bother watching.
\nThere were only about four of the hairy brutes in the camp. The others had\ndeparted, probably to go hunting as there seemed to be a shortage of food. Kara\nnoted that the beast men had finished off the meat they had cooked last night\nand had offered nothing to her or the girl. Not even water, but no one stopped\nthem when they limped down to the stream to get it themselves.
\nSitting by the streambed, Kara pointed to her chest. “Kara,” she said.
\nThe girl caught on immediately. “Jhetta,” she replied. She did not smile. She\nwas obviously in too much pain to do that.
\nKara held up one finger. “Kara,” repeated. Then she held up another. “Jhetta.”\nShe then moved her fingers in a walking motion and pointed away from the camp.\nThe girl nodded.
\nKara looked toward the remaining beast men. They seemed to be sleeping. No doubt\ntired out from their night of ravishing her and Jhetta. Noiselessly she slipped\ninto the water and began to move along the bank, making her way from the camp.\nJhetta looked a little alarmed and Kara wondered if the girl was afraid of the\nwater, but after a moment’s hesitation she slipped into the stream and followed.
\nThe cool water felt good as it swirled about her loins. Kara was still in\nconsiderable pain and the water seemed to help not only due to its lower\ntemperature, but also due to the fact that it took some of the weight off her\nlegs. Both Kara and Jhetta were having a great deal of trouble walking and\nfloating down the river enabled them to put distance between themselves and the\ncamp of the beast men without placing too much strain on their bodies.
\nKara and Jhetta stayed in the water for a good hour before leaving it. With any\nluck the beast men would have a great deal of difficulty following them.\nClimbing out they let the sun dry them as they made their way through the woods\nand toward the grasslands.
\nKara had lost her makeshift shoes when she had been captured. Already weakened\nby her ordeal, she was soon limping badly as her feet were bruised and cut by\nrocks and sharp edged grasses. Jhetta was not in much better shape, but her feet\nseemed naturally tough. Still, after a couple of hours of walking they were\nbarely placing one foot in front of the other. It was then they heard the cries\nof pursuit.
\n“Bermaghi!” said Jhetta, looking back toward the shouting horde that was running\ntoward them. Kara didn’t know if Bermaghi referred to the beast men or whether\nit was some sort of curse word, but she knew they were in trouble. There was\nnowhere to hide. The grasslands stretched in every direction except the one they\nhad come from, and that was cut off by the dozen or so beast man that ran toward\nthem. They were still about a half mile off, but there was no chance of\noutrunning them. Kara and Jhetta had reached the end of their tether. It was\nonly a matter of time until they were recaptured.
\nStill, they could not just give up. Both women broke into a stumbling run.\nPerhaps somehow by the purest luck they might find a way to escape.
\nIt was a vain hope. Slowly but surely their pursuers closed the gap until they\nwere no more than fifty yards behind them. The beast men pursued them in a\nleisurely fashion, confident that their prey would soon be theirs again. And\nthen Kara heard an unusual sound.
\nShe had heard it before on the day she and Jhetta had been captured. A strange\nbird-like call. Turning her head toward the sound she beheld a most incredible\nsight. Cresting a slight rise a hundred yards away were a half dozen gigantic\nbirds. They looked for all the world like ostriches on steroids, except that\nthey were about ten feet tall and had massive beaks lined with sharp teeth. Even\nmore fantastic, each of them was ridden by a man in bronze armor carrying a\nfifteen foot lance.
\nThe riders saw the beast men and the two women about the same time they saw the\nriders. With cries of fear and dismay the beast men came to a confused halt, and\nthen turning fled in a disorganized mob, running over one another in a desperate\nattempt to escape.
\nNot one of them did. The bird riders caught them within a few seconds, the huge\nbirds moving at incredible speed across the grasslands. With deadly efficiency\nthey overtook and skewered each of the fleeing beast men. Kara would have almost\nfelt sorry for them if not for the way they had treated her and Jhetta.
\nHardly able to believe their luck, and mentally and physically exhausted Kara\nand Jhetta sank to their knees and watched the slaughter. It was all over in a\nfew minutes then the bird riders turned and came toward them. It was only when\nthey were but a few yards away that Kara became conscious of her nakedness. All\nof the riders were men, and all of them were clothed. Suddenly she felt very\nvulnerable. Colouring, she attempted with very little success to cover her\nbreasts and lower region.
\nOne of the riders, a man who sported a tall white crest on his helmet, drew rein\nnext to her. Without a word he took off his white cloak and offered it to her.\nHe said something to one of the other men who similarly offered Jhetta his\ncloak. Then dismounting he took off his helmet and came toward her.
\nKara was instantly smitten. She had never seen a man she considered so handsome.\nHe was broad shouldered, stood well over six feet tall, and had jet black hair\nand piercing blue eyes. He said something to her, but she merely shook her head.\nIt was Jhetta who then spoke up, beginning a conversation that lasted almost ten\nminutes. Kara could tell from the girl’s gestures that she was describing the\nbattle that had taken place when Kara had tried to rescue her from the beast\nmen. As the tale progressed the tall man looked more and more at Kara, his eyes\nreflecting a growing respect.
\nFinally finished, Jhetta fell silent. The man nodded, said something to the\nother riders and then took Kara by the hand. Leading her to his mount, he helped\nher into the stirrups, and then with a leap, jumped easily into the saddle\nbehind her. Another of the riders did the same thing for Jhetta and then with\nanother command all of the riders moved off, their mounts covering the\ngrasslands at an impressive speed.
\nIt was a ride that Kara would remember to the end of her days. The man rode with\none hand on the reins and the other around her waist ensuring that she did not\nfall. His body pressed against hers and she could feel the heat radiating from\nhim even through his armour. Reacting finally, to her terrible ordeal, Kara\nnestled against him. For the first time in her life she was being held by a man\nand felt perfectly secure. Men had raped and beaten her, but this was one man\nshe felt she could trust, with her life, her body, and her emotions. It was a\nstrange sensation for a heroine, but one that at the moment she would not have\nexchanged for anything else. After a lifetime of loneliness she had found her\nman.
","frontmatter":{"text":"Chapter 3 - Portal","tags":["Supergirl","Torture","n/c","Bondage","Pain"],"date":"5/6/2022","part":"3"},"excerpt":"“You see now why I need you,” Larson explained. “None of my previous subjects\nreturned. “I can only suppose that they did not survive the…","timeToRead":23,"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part3/"},"author":{"authorName":"Lespion","authorEmail":"Lespion@msn.com","authorSite":"https://www.deviantart.com/lespion1944"},"series":{"seriesName":"Adventures of Supergirl: Episode 3 - Supergirl and the Portal of Zhim","parts":[{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part1/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"1"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part2/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"2"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part3/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"3"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part4/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"4"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part5/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"5"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part6/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"6"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part7/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"7"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part8/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"8"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part9/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"9"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part10/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"10"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part11/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"11"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part12/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"12"}},{"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part13/"},"frontmatter":{"part":"13"}}]},"storyStats":{"visits":725},"summary":"Supergirl, stripped of her powers and vulnerable on an alien planet, is relentlessly pursued by bestial beast men who seek to dominate and humiliate her. Initially fighting off attackers with her martial arts skills, she finds refuge with a blue-eyed man who offers protection but also stirs intense sexual tension as he touches upon the edges of what he desires from her. However, Kara's strength begins to wane under constant assault and degradation at the hands of these beastly creatures, leaving her both physically and emotionally drained, setting up a tense climax ahead.","similarStories":[{"author":{"authorName":"Lespion","url":"/authors/lespion/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Chapter 3 - Ordeal"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode2/part3/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Disciple","url":"/authors/disciple/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Alpha Child 11"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/dimitri_alphachild_11/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Ristul","url":"/authors/ristul/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"The Games that Gods Play - Part 17"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/ristul_thegamesthatgodsplay_00/part17/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Snakeman","url":"/authors/snakeman/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Kara meets The Wizard"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/snakeman_karameetsthewizard/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Arcane","url":"/authors/arcane/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Supergirl: Close Encounter"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/arcane_supergirlcloseencounter/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"RW","url":"/authors/rw/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Missions of Supergirl - #17: Mighty Lass Arrives!"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/rw_missionsofsupergirl/part17/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Lespion","url":"/authors/lespion/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Chapter 6 - Barbara's Ordeal"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode2/part6/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"UW and friend","url":"/authors/uw-and-friend/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Wonder Woman & the Nazis - Chapter 2 part 1"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/uwandfriend_wonderwomanthenazis/part6/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Tooshoes","url":"/authors/tooshoes/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"A Supergirl Arises From The Abyss"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/tooshoes_asupergirlarisesfromtheabyss/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Snakeman","url":"/authors/snakeman/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Of gods and women"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/snakeman_riseofthecorps/part11/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"The Master","url":"/authors/the-master/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Wonder Woman in the Invasion of Paradise Island"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/wonderwomanintheinvasionofparadiseisland/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"LisaAnn69","url":"/authors/lisaann69/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Supergirl Becomes Superslut"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lisaann69_supergirlbecomessuperslut/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Marat","url":"/authors/marat/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"The Senators Crisis - Part 8"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/marat_thesenatorscrisis/part8/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Lordgriffin","url":"/authors/lordgriffin/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Hunter of the Amazon Chapter 25"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/lordgriffin_hunteroftheamazon25/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Dr. Dominator","url":"/authors/dr--dominator/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Wonder Woman and the Superheroine Serial Killer - Part 18"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/drdominator_wwvssuperheroineserialkiller/part18/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"RW","url":"/authors/rw/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Missions of Supergirl - #34: The Seekers"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/rw_missionsofsupergirl/part34/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Tallyho","url":"/authors/tallyho/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Supergirl and the Mayan Prophecy - Part 4"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/tallyho_supergirlandthemayanprophecy/part4/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Marat","url":"/authors/marat/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Wonder Woman: The Return of Kane 5"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/maratww_return-kane05/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"Dr. Dominator","url":"/authors/dr--dominator/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Wonder Woman and the Superheroine Serial Killer - Part 36"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/drdominator_wwvssuperheroineserialkiller/part36/"}},{"author":{"authorName":"MD James","url":"/authors/md-james/"},"frontmatter":{"text":"Supergirl and X"},"fields":{"slug":"/stories/mdjames_supergirlandx/"}}]}},"pageContext":{"nextInSeries":{"series":"Adventures of Supergirl: Episode 3 - Supergirl and the Portal of Zhim","part":"4","favorite":null,"date":"6/1/2022","text":"Chapter 4 - Love","tags":["Supergirl","Pregnancy"],"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part4/","templatePath":"./src/templates/stories-post.js"},"slug":"/stories/lespion_adventuresofsupergirlepisode3/part3/","templatePath":"./src/templates/stories-post.js"}},"staticQueryHashes":["4139622702","641652024","942210989"],"slicesMap":{}}