Oh yes DrD, Im afraid our dear heroine wont be escaping any time soon, she is literally anchored to the earth.
But anyway ....
CHAPTER XXIX
Selena stood on the balcony of her hotel room, a glass of wine in her hand. She took a sip as she looked over the cityscape enveloped by darkness. The lights of the towers, the distant planes, the traffic below; they all did their ballet while the neon advertising throbbed to a different beat.
Selena retired to her balcony seat and popped open her laptop and checked last minute news and information gathered by her web of sources. Andrew, the poor young man who was now in her clutches had sent another report about credit card activities. Listed neatly in rows and columns were the 'Who' and the 'Where' with the 'What' and 'How Much', the idea being to help keep tabs on various people of interest.
Selena scanned through the list with interest, who was on the move, who was staying put, who was close to who.
"Oh, I don't like that..." Selena said to herself as she saw an entry.
Molly Matthews was on the move. Ominously, she had bought a plane ticket, booked a hotel and would be in the vicinity of one Dr Schneider.. Matthews and Schneider had been blackmailed by Selena to help develop the weapon to depower Kara. McGee the memory manipulator extraordinaire had made them forget their inventions but Selena was always wary when they got together.
Schneider had spent a lot of time theorising about how the heroine ticked and with a little inspiration from Selena's own research and Molly's fresh young eyes the trio had achieved their goal of how to Divide and Conquer the cells that created her strength and invulnerability. The fruits of their labour were only ever intended to be for Selena's use and now, in love with the heroine, Selena was very much determined to prevent them accidentally repeating their work.
What Selena didn't understand was that Molly was now gainfully employed at some R&D facility in LA, why she would return back to visit Schneider she didn't know. Maybe it was a coincidence and Molly wasn't there to see Schneider at all but Selena wasn't going to take that chance. She would have to get someone to find out what was going on.
She considered her options: an incognito Kara perhaps; or perhaps Lucy, although she could be more valuable in New York. Lisa had work commitments and couldn't be used on a whim. McGee...he traveled a lot and could normally be freed up promptly, usually within a few days.
"McGee" Selena said quietly to herself.
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Lisa gathered the half dozen hairpins and placed them to one side. The attractive blonde cop tried to read Lucy's face which still exuded a little confidence, a hint there was more to find.
"Happy?" Lucy pressed, hoping that Lisa was done.
"Oh no, not even close ...." Lisa smiled as she leant in for a kiss.
Their lips touched a moment and separated again, the pair looking into each other's eyes. Lisa sensed resistance while Lucy played the innocent victim. Lisa let out a faint smile, her eyes widening a moment in realisation as she leant in again, her tongue testing the soft entrance to Lucy's mouth. It was a soft sensuous kiss and Lucy made a pleasurable moan as Lisa explored.
Lisa drove deep into Lucy's mouth with her tongue and was met by Lucy's own. The two tongues shared their momentary embrace yet Lisa had other ideas and began to explore the inside of Lucy's cheek....
Immediately the kiss broke apart, Lisa looking at Lucy with a startled 'OMG!' look on her face.
"I don't believe it..." protested Lisa with a laugh.
"What?" pleaded the restrained Lucy.
Lisa cupped the side of Lucy's face with her hand and placed her thumb onto Lucy's beautiful full lips.
"Nghhmmmm.." moaned Lucy as Lisa's thumb gently passed into her mouth, Lucy's eyes looked submissively up at Lisa a moment as the sexual connotation of being penetrated sank in. Lisa carefully swiped the inside of Lucy's cheeks and freed the little ceramic like picks anchored inside.
"How did...." Began Lucy.
"Research" Lisa replied as she leant in and began to kiss the evermore disarmed Lucy.
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Kara was stood up, arms out to her sides, her wrists still anchored to the chain by whatever brutal procedure Kimberly had inflicted on her. The chain had been anchored overhead again although that was just about housekeeping, the real anchoring point seemed to lay on the sea bed or perhaps even beyond. Whatever it was, it seemed impossible to break the chain or its moorings. Little did Kara know that her previous efforts had been measured seismically at various monitoring stations, the scientists pouring over the data trying to make sense of the event.
Kimberly had dotted around the heroine some more of the fine metal wands, each with their own little flecks of green. Kara seemed to be at the edge of their range, she didn't feel bad but she felt the effect of their presence. Kimberly returned, a cable drum in one hand trailing out mains cable behind her, the other hand holding an equipment box.
"Why are we here, Kimberly?" Kara asked calmly.
"I like to play...my brother said I could play with you..." The muscular framed Kimberly replied.
"Do you always do what he says?" Kara probed gently, calmly.
"Oh not always ..... but he really is down on his luck...." Kimberly said as she set out her things.
"And what does that ..." Kara started to say.
"Quiet....always questions, they always used to ask why and then the ....you won't scream....will you..?...I'm only trying to make you pretty..." Kimberly said as she glanced between her tools and the heroine.
Kara fell into silence, this woman was unhinged and had this terrible substance under her control, the wicked green dust.
Kimberly read Kara's silence as compliance and rose to her feet, knife in hand.
Kara recoiled as much as she could as the powerful Kimberly approached and circled the vulnerable heroine. Stepping up behind Kara, Kimberly popped the anchor points of her cloak free and kicked away the crimson fabric puddle. Kara's body involuntarily began to tense up in the presence of the psychopath and her knife and the heroine had to fight to keep her composure.
Kara's breathing was deep, her body was preparing the fight or flee response, adrenalin coursed into her veins, her lungs seeking to load her blood with oxygen to drive her muscles. Her mind on the other hand knew she couldn't escape, all she could do was stand there and take it whilst bathing in the subtle green glow of the insidious dust.
From behind Kimberly turned her attention to the modest length red skirt that hinted at the fine figure of a woman beneath. Tugging away with her knife Kimberly ripped the skirt from the hem up to the waistband, tearing it in two before letting it drop to the floor.
Kara looked down and saw her partially shredded skirt on the floor. Once, when Selena had literally bull whipped her costume from her body the connection had meant so much more. Sure, she was still superpowered at that moment, but it was about love wrapped inside rampant lust and Kara had given herself freely to it. This ? This moment had been stolen from her, her body might respond in some way but her heart was with Selena.
Kimberly admired her handiwork, the remaining tight blue one piece outlined the tapestry hidden underneath. Grabbing the blue spandex Kimberly gathered in the material framing Kara's behind in something more akin to a thong, pulling it tight into Kara's crotch. Her cameltoe bulging into the fabric unseen, a tiny wet spot had just started to appear when ...
SCHINK
The taught material was sliced clean through and then released, the crotch segment of material just hanging loose from Kara's belly button. Kimberly patted Kara's behind, her lean muscled cheeks making a pleasing slap sound as Kimberly reddened up Kara's flesh a little. Kara twisted her body in rebellion, she wasn't going to voluntarily enjoy Kimberly's efforts even if her body did so.
Kara turned her head to look over her shoulder and scowled in protest but Kimberly was busy again, one hand gripping the lower back of the suit her knife now slicing upwards dividing it more or less in half up Kara's spine. Kara flexed her back trying to keep clear of the blade but was resigned to her suit being sliced apart, there was no escape.
SKRUTCH SKRUTCH SHRIIIIP
Kimberly parted the suit revealing Kara's back, the skin light and perfectly smooth, the subtle almost stepping stone like undulations of her spine highlighting her lean body. Moving around to the front Kimberly grabbed the loose spandex strip that been the gusset and began to hack away upwards, parting the costume as she went until she reached the S, pausing a moment before slicing the last part in half through the neckline.
Kara felt the cool air on her breasts and now reluctantly accepted her nudity in front of Kimberly who had bisected the suit in half, each side supported by the sleeves which remained intact. Kara was a blank piece, waiting to be decorated by Kimberly's skilful hands, she was the goddess of tattoo work and body modification and Kara was going to be her Mona Lisa. For a moment Kara felt ashamed, not because she had let herself down, but because she felt she was for Selena's eyes only and now here was this stranger who had rendered her naked.
Putting the knife in her belt, the psychotic artist's admiring hands assessed Kara's breasts, her stomach muscles, one hand just cupping Kara's pussy a moment before moving on down a thigh. This wasn't a sexual exploration, this was more like admiration in general, like a painter feeling the texture of canvas before commencing their work. Kara's eyes revealed her rage as she was explored like she was a 'thing' but that wasn't anything new for Kimberly to see.
"Now...let us begin..." Said Kimberly ominously as she studied the head of her tattoo machine.