Her heart was racing.
She had never gotten up the courage to do this before. She was home alone tonight, and she had no place to be. Everything in the city, as far as she knew, was tranquil.
She tested the cuffs. The chains that held her wrists together were strong, but not so strong that she could not break them if she wanted to do so. They were just strong enough that she had to put some effort behind it. Satisfied, she moved on to the next item in her mental checklist.
Her ankles were spread wide. Leathers cuffs around them kept the steel bar between them, forcing her feet three feet apart. She could not walk like this. Even though she could fly, that did not matter right now.
The blue, sheer stockings framed her long legs perfectly. Blue, silver tipped stiletto heels showed off the lean muscles. The blue teddy, royal blue like the rest of the lingerie she was wearing, was tight against her perfect body. Blue garters clipped onto the stockings, with the sheer blue thong leaving her sex visible through the thin fabric.
Her soft, brown hair framed her round face. Chocolate brown eyes peered down to the table in front of her, wide and alive with barely contained excitement.
‘I can’t believe I’m doing this,’ she thought to herself as her bound hands picked up the red rubber ball. At each side was a black strap, with a buckle at the ends. She slipped the ball into her mouth, stretching her crimson lips wide. It was difficult, but she managed to buckle it snugly in place, gagging her. She pulled a few stray strands of hair from under the strap and looked down at the table.
Her heart was pounding in her chest.
She took a furtive look around the garage. The windows were blacked out, the garage door was down. Her car was at the shop. She did not want anyone to think she was home. Only a single bulb hung over her head from a single wire. Next to it was the hook dangling by a chain from the rafters of her garage.
Forcing her wide, brown eyes back to the table in front of her, with shaky hands she reached out for the last item. It was long and cylindrical, and cold to the touch. She cupped it between her hands to warm it up, but she really knew that was not needed. The way she felt, there was no way there would be a problem inserting it.
Keeping the toy in one hand, she pulled down her thong, first at one hip, then the other. Thin blue straps, stretched taut, hugged each thigh.
“Mmm!” she gasped into the ballgag as the tip of the plastic toy pushed open her aroused nether lips. Pushing the toy in an inch, she brought it back out. Back inside her body it went. Her legs, spread wide by the bar between her ankles, quivered with the weakness of erotic anticipation.
Her hips arched up and back as she pushed the toy as deeply as possible inside her wet, quivering sheath. Two inches were left sticking out of her body as a drop of thick honey rolled down the backside of the cylinder.
“Mmmhh…” she moaned. Her eyes closed and she had to fight down the urge to surrender to the passion. Concentrating as well as possible, she held the toy inside her while working her thong back up over her hips. First one side, then the other, and back again, until the g-string was pulled tight between her cheeks and the dildo was trapped. The switch on the end stretched the pale, sheer fabric which trapped the toy inside her.
‘One last thing,’ she thought. Lifting her hands over her head, she got onto her tiptoes to set the chain between her wrists over the hook. Swinging it a foot to the side, she fumbled for the string that dangled down. With a quick pull, the light went out and she was thrown into darkness.
With her wrists bound and hanging over her head by the hook, her ankles forced wide by the spreader bar, and her mouth gagged, she felt as helpless as a woman with her powers could feel. Completely engulfed in darkness, the only sensations were her bonds holding her in place, the silky lingerie against her body, and the plastic toy vibrating within her sex.
Despite the darkness already surrounding her, she closed her eyes. Her imagination took over. Trapped in the basement of some darkened dungeon, an evil mastermind had captured her. Placed in one of his cells, she had been bound and gagged. A buzzing vibrator had been shoved under her costume. The goal was to break her will and make her the villain’s slave.
“Mhhhh…” she mumbled in defiance to her imaginary captor. Her sex was alive and, no matter what she wanted, it wanted to submit to the plastic invader. In her mind’s eye, she could see the mastermind’s men lining the bars of the cell watching her, their hungry eyes lusting after her magnificent body as she writhed under the intense arousal that flooded her senses.
In the darkness of the garage, her hips were moving. Faintly, subtly, they moved front to back, gyrating to the pace of some invisible lover. The sheer thong was soaked a darker blue from her liquid passion.
They were all around, watching and waiting for her to give in to the invader. She would never give in. Her nipples were erect and hard. As she moved to the vibrations of her sex, her mounds moved with her, rubbing her nipples against the inside of the silk teddy.
She tugged on the chains around her wrists, but the handcuffs held. The high, stiletto heels clacked on the floor while she tested the leather bands that held the spreader bar in place. White teeth dug into the rubber ball the villain’s men had shoved in her mouth.
“Mnnhph mphhgh!” she exclaimed at her imaginary captors. Never would she give in to them, never would she let the evil mastermind see the great heroine surrender to her sexual hunger. Never would…
Suddenly something punctured her fantasy. The throbbing discharge of electromagnetism from her signal device broke her concentration on the illusion of being a helpless captive. Only she and a few others on the planet would have been able to sense the discharge from the silver ring bracelet she always wore.
She was needed. Somewhere, Ultra Woman was needed. But the heroine was here, chained, gagged, and fighting an inner demon that was vibrating so insistently against her clit. The idea that she was needed, that Ultra Woman was needed, but so helplessly bound was too much. She could have ripped out of the chains in a second, but the idea that Ultra Woman was needed but bound like this was too much. Her teeth dug into hard plastic, brown eyes clenched shut, and her rear arched upwards. Fingers trembled around the chains, and her pussy seized. Ultra Woman had been conquered.
“MMMGHHHGGGHHHH!!”
Her heart was exploding.
“What’s going on?” the superheroine asked as she walked into the underground quarters. Her knees still quivered from the power of the orgasm she had experienced just an hour before, but there was no way Ultra Woman would let them know that her powers, at the moment, were greatly reduced by the Amazon Curse that had accompanied the climax.
“Ultra Woman,” Nexus said with a curt nod at the heroine. He was sitting in front of the computer monitoring system that the group of heroes and heroines had obtained. Nexus had a preternatural knack with electronics and computers. So he had been given, and gladly accepted, the job of maintaining the computer system which both watched over the emergency systems of the four boroughs as well as kept each hero and heroine in touch while maintaining the anonymity so many of them cherished. Not all the costumed protectors of the city had joined the informal group, but enough had to give them the ability to aid one another when in need.
Mari knew that the moody Nexus was irritated at her delayed response. It couldn’t have been helped. It had taken her fifteen minutes just to clear her head and unbind herself after the orgasm. She had sat on the floor for another fifteen minutes before she was even strong enough to stand up and walk out of the garage.
Now it was an hour later as she walked into the offices they had been given by the city. Nexus was miffed, that much Ultra Woman could see. But then again, they were all used to his mood swings.
“What’s the problem?” she asked as she stood next to Nexus and looked over the monitors that halfway circled Nexus.
Nexus really wore no costume. He was thin built, angular man that wore a pair of black slacks, black overcoat, and a black shirt that invariably had a neon spider web of varying colors. At first he had worn a mask, but his inability to hide his identity from the members of the coalition of heroes and heroines had led him to drop the pretense.
“We have lost contact with Violet,” he told her without looking back at the brunette beauty that stood over his shoulder. “Her commolink has been offline for five days, and her phone isn’t being answered. Captain Liberty apparently knows her home address and reports that she hasn’t been there in at least six days.”
Ultra Woman nodded gravely. Any superpowered person that hadn’t been seen in that amount of time almost definitely meant some kind of foul play. They all kept in touch, so that if one of them should be hurt or captured, the rest would know about it and hopefully be able to come to the rescue. “No sign of where the commolink was last located?”
Nexus snorted under his breath. He was insulted at such a simple question. “Pft, of course I know. I had to break down the signals for the last week,” he explained as his fingers flew over the keyboard, “it seems like, from what the system tracked, that Violet had flown into Kensington about five nights ago.”
Ultra Woman nodded as she watched a map of the borough pop up on one of the monitors. She could see her own reflection superimposed in the glass. Her golden tiara kept the brunette bangs out of her chocolate brown eyes. A dotted line started around Violet’s home in Centerville and moved towards the wealthy oceanfront of Kensington.
“According to the data, Violet flew northeast.” A red dot, about the size of ten square blocks, appeared along the expensive properties of the oceanfront. “She spent three and a half hours in this region before her commolink went dead.”
“Can you narrow down where the commolink went dead?” Ultra Woman asked.
Nexus frowned. “No. All you people didn’t want the system to be able to narrow it down that closely without each person setting the commolink for fine positioning.” His voice was tainted with his own brand of sarcasm. “Don’t want anyone to hack into my perfectly secure system and learn where all of you live.”
“So she wasn’t on patrol,” Ultra Woman said thoughtfully. “That means she was heading to someplace she must have considered safe.” She crossed her arms across her chest, partially hiding the golden letters of her bustier. “That’s it, I’m heading up there. Set my commolink to fine positioning,” she told Nexus without the sarcasm he had just used, “and tell Cap where I’m headed.”
She drove down the streets trying to look as casual as possible. Dark glasses kept people walking along the sidewalks from realizing that the attractive brunette in the white tank top driving the convertible was, in reality, Ultra Woman. She had borrowed the expensive car from Captain Liberty so she could fit into the wealthy, oceanfront neighborhood.
Mari didn’t know where to begin. She had driven around the upscale shops and past stately mansions hidden behind trees and protective fences. She knew Violet’s commolink had been disabled in this wealthy area, but Mari was completely at a loss. Violet had disappeared here, but what had happened?
She had been searching all day, driving down the same two dozen streets. Mentally tired from the long day of looking for a needle in a haystack, Mari pulled into a McDonalds. She needed a chocolate shake bad.
As she stepped out of the car and closed the door, her cell phone rang. “Hello?”
There was a long pause, then Nexus’ voice said, “Hi UW. Heya, listen, I got a major update for you on the purple front.”
Mari turned around and leaned against the side of the car. “Go ahead, I’m all ears.”
Nexus paused again. “Yeah so here goes. I was…um…doing this search on the internet. Kind of a weird thing,” he said, then the line went quiet.
Mari didn’t understand why Nexus was beating around the bush. “I’m kind of tired and I really need a drink. Could you get to the point?”
“Yeah,” Nexus said, hesitant still, “yeah, okay, here it is. Okay, I was doing some…um…searching on the net and I came across a pretty recent picture of Violet.”
Mari waited for him to explain, but Nexus paused again. “And?” she prodded.
“You might want to sit down,” he said, which only annoyed Mari further.
“Would you get to the point?” she hissed in the phone, then smiled at a passing family that looked over at her.
“Yeah, right. Well, Violet is…um…kind of, well, on this website. Naked. Um, having sex with like three men at once.”
Mari leaned against the car even more. “What?” She was thunderstruck. Violet was kind of prissy. She hated to get a nail chipped, and every hair had to be in place. The idea of her…
“She’s in a gangbang, and it isn’t anything old, UW. It’s something that is very recent, I mean updated like yesterday.”
“What website is it, and where can I find them?”
“Yeah, that’s why I called you. It’s a website run by a company called Eros Entertainment. They own the registration to the site domain name. And,” he paused, sounding less hesitant and more triumphant, “they got an office two blocks from the beach.”
“Where?” Mari demanded.
“15983 Drevil Lane.”
She already had the car started and was backing out. “How’d you find out all this?”
“Um, like I said…um…research…”
The address Nexus had given her led Mari to a strip mall. Surrounded by specialty stores and take-out food was a small, innocuous business. “Rose Pedals” was in large pinkish letters, with smaller italics stating that the business was “A Shop for Mature Adults.”
Mari wasn’t sure what to do. She circled the lot once then pulled into a parking space as far as possible from “Rose Pedals”. Slowly a plan was coming together. She ran her fingers through her hair to give it some volume. She reached into her white tank top and unhooked her bra. That got stuffed into the glovebox, leaving her firm, Amazonian breasts poking high into the top. She helped it by tugging the tank top down into her shorts so her nipples poked into the top.
It excited Mari in a guilty sort of way. She was going undercover in a way, and this was like roleplaying. She locked her purse away, stuffed the keys in her pocket, and headed down the sidewalk.
The shop windows were tinted and Mari understood why the minute she walked into the place. Along one wall were rows and rows of adult movies. Shelves in the small shop had sexual toys and jars of ointments. Racks of lingerie and other things forced Mari to wind her way to the counter at the back where a young woman looked up from a magazine she was reading.
Mari left her sunglasses on and tugged her hair behind her ear. She was still new at being Ultra Woman, but she still didn’t want to take a chance that this girl would recognize her. She walked to the counter and tried to be calm with all the things she was walking by. The stack of vibrators made her eyes go wide. She wanted to be calm but she couldn’t help looking at the rows of them. Looking down to see the vibrators on the bottom shelf she noticed her nipples were hard.
Biting her lip, Mari paused for a minute to relax. She had always been very innocent but since she had become Ultra Woman something had come over her. The idea of using one of those vibrators made her horny as hell.
“Hey girl, can I help you?”
“Uhh, sure,” Mari mumbled. She walked up to the counter and leaned against it. “I got this friend that told me to come here.”
The girl behind the counter was very attractive with a body that would have made an Amazon proud. “Who was that?” she prodded her reluctant shopper.
Mari was not very good as lying. “Her name…” She stopped herself. Mari wasn’t sure if these people even knew Violet’s real name and she didn’t want to compromise it. “Well, maybe it would be better to describe her,” she said quickly. “She’s about five foot six with long blonde hair and pretty blue eyes.”
The girl behind the counter looked at Mari blankly. “Don’t know her.”
Mari shuffled her feet around uncomfortably and let her gaze wander. “Oh. Gosh, okay, anyway she...” Her chocolate brown eyes had wandered over to the video gallery where the movies were subdivided by themes. One of the labels had caught her eye: superheroines.
“Yowza,” Mari mumbled. Forgetting the girl behind the counter, the Amazon walked over to the row of videos. There were at least two dozen of them. She pulled one out and looked it over. The cover showed a redheaded woman dressed up in a patriotic costume. “Mega Maiden?” she thought but quickly realized that the woman posing on the cover looked nothing like Maiden. On the back of the video package were smaller pictures of the actress-superheroine wearing pieces of her costume while three men surrounded her.
Mari swallowed hard and put the tape back. “You do many of these?” she asked over her shoulder.
“Oh yeah sure,” the girl said nonchalantly, “Hey, look at the end, I got to be Ultra Chic once. Geez, how do those women run around without their tits bouncing out?” she giggled.
Mari found the video. The girl behind the counter was on the cover of it, wearing a mock Ultra Woman costume. The tiara and bracelets were plastic, the lasso was a cheap piece of string and the boots were thigh high and laced. The back showed the mock Ultra Woman bound by her lasso in one picture and in another picture she was having sex with someone in part of a Captain Liberty costume.
Clearing her throat, Mari put the video back. Other than the cheap costume, it was uncomfortably close to home. “Anyway, I…” Seeing the video next to it, Mari’s blood froze.
“Violet’s Night of Adventure” the video stated. On the cover was a woman dressed in the skimpy costume Violet wore with a glowing purple ring on her finger. But the woman in the costume wasn’t an actress. Mari would know Violet anywhere. Flipping it over showed the real Violet naked down to her ring and mask making love to a group of men.
She was tired of being subtle. Mari went back to the counter and slapped the video on it. “This is my friend, I’ve been looking for her. Where is she?”
The girl’s smile dried up instantly. Her eyes became glassy and her expression blank.
“Answer the question,” Mari growled.
The girl stared at the Amazon. It was like her brain had just disappeared. Her blue eyes were devoid of any sign of inner thought.
“Hey listen to me!” Mari said slamming her hand down onto the counter.
The girl only stared. Her eyes didn’t even flicker at the banging of Mari’s hand on the wooden counter.
“Hello?” Mari asked. She waved her hand in front of the girl’s face but nothing happened. This was starting to give her the willies. “What’s going on here?”
“This’ll explain things,” a voice said. The door behind the counter opened and man stepped out. He was a bodybuilder, tall and muscular. He had on a loose shirt and slacks, but they simply bulged around his powerful frame. After him came a second one, this one a black man of similar physique. He had his hands in his casual slacks and a dumb grin on his face. “Hey, Cassie, get the door. We’re closed.”
The girl at the counter abruptly came to life. She turned around and gave the black man a pleasant smile that belied his barking order. “Okay!” she chirped, then trotted around the counter toward the door.
Mari wasn’t sure what was going on, but she knew it wasn’t good. She couldn’t change into Ultra Woman right here in the store, especially with the security camera in the corner by the ceiling. She was still strong enough to throw these two muscleheads around without breaking a sweat, so she wasn’t worried. “Who are you two idiots?”
The dumb grins faded at the insult. “Oh yeah, you’re a smart one. The boss will love you baby,” the white guy said.
“Yeah, in more ways than one!” his darker partner chortled.
Mari looked at the video tape again. One of the men in the video was the white muscleman. In the picture he was holding Violet’s legs apart and apparently having sex. Worst of all the prudish Violet was obviously loving it.
“I want some answers and you two are going to give them to me,” Mari told them, “and I mean right now!”
“Hey Rio,” the white one said to his partner, “this one’s good. The boss won’t want any bruises on this one. Show her our answer.”
“Yeah,” grinned the black bodybuilder. Drawing his hand out of his pocket, he pointed the pistol right at Mari’s heart. “Now come on around the counter, baby. You got a nice package there, I’d hate to ruin it.”
This wasn’t what Mari was ready for. Now she needed to be Ultra Woman, because without her bracelets these two could shoot her dead with ease. She put her hands up. “What’s going on?” she asked.
A wave of the pistol was her answer. “Get back here, now. You better hurry up too.”
With a frown Mari circled the counter and walked up to the black man with the gun. She was quick enough to deflect bullets, so Mari could easily snatch the gun out of his hand. “Don’t get hasty okay? I don’t mean any harm.”
“Yeah, we know baby,” the black man grinned.
His partner pulled out a matching pistol and pointed it towards Mari. “That’s good to hear. We don’t mean any either, now get in the back room,” he said with a wave of his pistol.
This complicated things. Even if Mari grabbed the first pistol, the white guy could shoot her dead before she could grab his away. Looking up at the two tall, muscular men, Mari decided on caution. They would slip up soon. She went through the open door into the back of the store.
The white guy followed her in and waved her towards a corner. Video tapes and packages littered the tables, but the center of the room was wide open. In the corner was a small bed, with the walls of that area made up to look like a romantic bedroom. A video camera on a tripod was a few feet away from the bedroom corner.
“Now strip,” the gunman ordered.
“What?” Mari gasped in alarm. “What are you going to do, rape me?”
The man looked her perfect Amazon body up and down. “Don’t worry girl, we’re not going to rape you. You’re just not as likely to go running through the streets in your birthday suit as you would in your clothes. But don’t make Rio rip those off of you. Strip.”
She thought about jumping the guy now, but at that moment the girl came in, with the black gunman behind her. Mari figured the girl was as much a captive as she was and she didn’t want the Cassie to get hurt. “I don’t have much choice,” Mari grumbled. She kicked off her sandals, which took away an inch from her near six foot of height. Keeping an eye on the two men for any chance of getting their guns, Mari unsnapped her jean shorts. The guy didn’t look like he was going to change his mind, so Mari pulled her shorts over her hips and let them fall to the floor. She was left in her white tank top and her white, malibu cut panties.
Both men were watching her closely. Experience porn stars they were, but seeing a tall beauty like Mari strip was something they both were enjoying. “Keep going baby,” Rio told Mari.
Mari took a deep breath and in a quick motion pulled her tank top over her head. Her breasts were all natural but to the men looked fake. They were too large, too high, and too firm for any normal woman, but for an Amazon they were very normal.
“Baby, them things must’ve cost you a pretty penny!”
The white muscleman chuckled. “Keep going, let’s see what you got under those panties.”
There was something about the situation that was getting Mari excited. The men weren’t going to shoot her, she was pretty sure about that. Being forced to strip for these two muscular, dominating men was actually getting her aroused now that being raped or killed wasn’t part of the equation.
She took the straps of her panties and peeled them over her hips. Turning to the side, she brought her leg forward and let the panties drop to the floor. She wasn’t sure if she was being modest about these men seeing her sex or if she was teasing them.
“Come on baby, turn around here,” the one called Rio ordered.
“Yeah,” his partner agreed, “and take off those sunglasses.”
Her pulse was racing. Slowly Mari turned towards the men. Her dark brown bush was trimmed neatly above her delicate pussy lips, with a nice gap between her upper thighs that allowed the swell of her lips to be outlined by the light behind her.
‘Please don’t let them recognize me!’ Mari thought before pulling her sunglasses off and tossing them to the floor.
Both men were too busy looking at the tight, puffy pussy before them. The white one whistled appreciatively.
Rio had a questioning look as he gazed at Mari’s face. “Hey Tino, you know who she looks like?”
Tino pulled his gaze away from Mari’s pussy to look at her face as well. “Nah, who?”
Mari’s excitement was fading quickly. ‘Pleasepleaseplease don’t let him figure out who I am!’
“She looks like that new Ultra Woman.”
Mari’s mouth opened. She crossed one hand over her sex and another around her tits. She was feeling very exposed.
“Hey yeah, you’re right. That’s cool, the boss was looking for someone that looked like her so he could get a video. We’ve had a bunch of people asking about a video fuckfest of that new Ultra Woman,” Tino explained.
“Cool,” Rio replied, “She’d look fucking hot in that old costume. Remember how hot Cassie looked?”
Tino grinned. “Oh yeah.”
“I will never appear in any of your videos!” Mari barked at them. She was getting angry as they talked like she would gladly star in some porn movie.
Tino smirked. “Yeah, we’ll never get you to do that.”
“Yeah baby, we’re not into rape. We’ll let the boss talk to you about it,” Rio said, also with a smirk on his face. “Until then we’ll just put you on ice.”
“What does that mean?” Mari asked, her arms still trying to protect her modesty even though a few minutes ago she had been getting very horny from the situation.
While Tino kept his pistol pointed at Mari while Rio went to a table. Picking up a pair of handcuffs, he walked over to her. “Put your hands behind your back,” he ordered.
That didn’t worry Mari. She could snap the cuffs with ease, and she could also still touch her wrists and change into Ultra Woman. She did what she was told.
With a click the handcuffs locked into place, trapping her wrists together. “On your knees, baby. Time to gag you.”
A surge shot through Mari as she went down to her knees. They were going to put her into bondage which gave her a thrill of excitement. She wasn’t in any danger since they weren’t going to shoot her. Tie her up and leave her here was fine, she could break out any time. Her nipples were like points of stone.
“No baby, face towards the bed. Tino’s the one that’s going to gag you,” Rio explained as he moved to the camera.
Mari’s brow furrowed but she did what she was told. They still had the guns and could still shoot her before she could break the cuffs and get both of their guns.
Tino sat down on the edge of the bed, still pointing his gun at the brunette before him. He had a lusty grin on his face. “Get over here,” he said with a wave of his gun. His other hand unbuckled his belt.
“What?” Mari said in alarm.
Tino waved his gun again. “Get over here, you dumb broad. I’ll still shoot you if you fuck with me.”
Alarms were going off in Mari’s head. She moved closer to Tino, crawling on her knees. She shook her head to force stray hairs out of her face. “What are you doing?”
Tino unsnapped his slacks and pulled down the zipper. Standing up for a second, the pants fell down. The penis that rolled out was a monster. It was still angled downwards and flaccid, but even at that it was a monster. It was already close to a foot long.
Mari jerked back as if slapped. Part of her was alive and excited at the sight of such an incredible piece of manhood. She had never seen anything like it, even though Captain Liberty came very close. “What are you…”
Before she could finish the sentence, Tino reached out and cupped Mari’s chin. He pointed the pistol between her eyes. “Here’s the deal baby, you get a choice. Either you get this gun,” he said, pressing the barrel into the bridge of her nose, “or you get the other gun in the mouth.” He grinned evilly. “Blow me, or die.”
Mari gulped. ‘Not much choice here,’ she thought, ‘not with that other one out of reach.’
“Uhh, I guess I blow you,” she said softly.
Tino pulled the gun away from the beautiful brunette’s face and set it down next to him on the bed. Reaching forward, he slipped his hands around the back of Mari’s head. “Good choice girl.”
Mari was pulled forward reluctantly. His organ was rising up to meet her like a snake coming out to strike. She knew that as soon as she put it in her mouth the Curse of her people would begin and she did not want to lose her great strength by being forced to orgasm with the beast in her mouth. She would be nothing more than a normal woman for hours after that and a helpless prisoner.
“Come on girl, don’t get stupid,” Tino warned as he took his cock in hand and pressed it to the heroine’s red lips.
Mari had to open her mouth very wide to get her lips completely around the pornstar’s monster cock. It took all she could do to put it inside her mouth. ‘I can’t get my mouth any wider,’ she thought, ‘This bastard is huge!’
His hand pulled on the back of Mari’s head, his fingers twisting within the strands of her silken brown tresses. “It’s great, isn’t it baby?” he smirked down at the straining woman. “I don’t get paid to fuck women for nothing!”
“Yeah,” Rio agreed, “Big dicks are the bonus.”
“Mrrphl,” Mari told them angrily. ‘I can’t bite down, or they might kill that innocent girl,’ she thought. She could only get half of the huge monster into her mouth before it gagged her, but Mari didn’t have any choice. She rolled her eyes up at Tino.
“Yeah baby,” Tino grinned down at her. “You look fucking hot like that.”
“Mmhhhh,” she replied. This time it was a moan. The Curse was already working on her. It didn’t help that she was aroused by the bondage. There wasn’t any real danger to her and Mari’s hyperactive imagination was getting away with her. She was flooded with the essence of Tino’s power and manhood. Her body was tingling all over. Her pussy was alive. ‘Oh Gods! Feel so helpless,’ she thought, ‘But Gods! It’s getting me so horny!.’
“Good thing we’re getting this on tape so the boss can see how much this babe looks like that new Ultra Woman,” Rio said as he watched. His own erection was growing as he watched Mari’s ass wriggle.
Mari was moving her mouth around as much of his massive cock as she could handle. She was wriggling. Her nostrils were flaring and her pulse was racing. ‘Oh Gods, getting so damn horny!’ she thought. She sucked on Tino’s huge cock with all the effort she could muster. Her lips stretched wide around it. Each time she went forward the head bumped into the back of her mouth. It was hard not to gag on it.
Her hair brushed against her back like dozens of tiny feathers, which only added to her arousal. The hand around her head was large. She could have kept Tino from moving her head an inch if she had wanted to, but feeling the hand there controlling her and forcing her to swallow his cock over and over was intoxicating.
“Oh yeah baby, you go to town on that fucker,” Tino crowed enthusiastically. His manhood was hard enough now that he could go back to putting both hands around Mari’s head.
“Aw fuck,” Rio said, “I gotta get me some of that!” He unzipped his pants and stood up to let them hit the floor.
‘No!’ Mari thought, “No! If he rapes me I’ll be even more powerless!’ But she couldn’t stop swallowing Tino’s dick. The Curse was making her nuts. She knew the dangers but the dick tasted so wonderful.
“Come here Cassie. Suck me off baby.”
With a giggle, Cassie scurried over. She quickly knelt down and surrounded Rio’s black cock with her glossy lips.
Mari waited for those big black hands to grab her, but when she heard him order Cassie over, Mari felt a wave of relief.
Perhaps Tino knew that Mari had relaxed. Grabbing her in his thick, firm hands by the back of her head, silken brown tresses between his stout fingers, Tino abruptly jerked Mari forward, shoving her beautiful face in his crotch and driving his thick monster down the Amazon’s throat.
“GHHGHHH!!” Mari gagged. She writhed uncontrollably. Having a man’s penis so deep inside her was ripping her resistance to pieces. The Curse and her own secret fantasies were forcing Mari to dissolve into a helpless sex doll. She was blinded by the mountain of flesh in her face. She was still wriggling and unable to stop herself. She tugged on the handcuffs.
Her great strength was already beginning to fade a little while the penis was down her throat. She could hardly breathe as his sweat rolled into her eyes.
“Oh yeah baby, I know you love this,” Tino grinned at the sight of the brunette beauty getting off on being forced to swallow his cock. The way her lips were straining around the width of his endowment was a rush to the pornstar. Gripping her head by each side, fingers wrapped around her silky tresses, Tino started to push her away, forcing her lips to stretch outwards along the length of his cock, then brought her back, forcing her cheeks to bulge outwards as the woman had to gulp him down again.
Mari was shaking all over. Drops of her Amazon precum were rolling down the insides of her thighs. She was so close to cumming from the Curse and her own dark fetishes. She was gasping for air. Having those two hands around her head, trapping her in this position of submission, was almost too much.
‘Oh Gods!’ she thought, ‘I can’t believe this! I’m being sodomized…and I love it! Oh Gods no! I - I’m going to cum soon! So overpowering!’
Tino himself was grunting now every time Mari’s lips were forced to hug along the length of his cock. “Oh yeah baby…oh yeah! I hope you can swallow because you haven’t seen anything like what I’m going to give you!”
‘NOO!’ Mari thought. She was panicking. If Tino put his cum into her body, the Curse would force her to cum with him. All her Amazon powers would disappear in a mountain of unwanted bliss. ‘I can’t let him cum in my mouth! But - But - Oh Gods I want to cum!’
Tasting his precum oozing into her mouth, Mari had to do something. She was Ultra Woman and still had her strength. She hated what she had to do, but it was the only choice.
“Oh yeah baby, oh yeah!” Tino said as he thrust and buried his cock over and over in the Amazon’s face. “Get ready baby, you’re going to think you’re swallowing forever!” he said loudly between grunts of pleasure.
Mari rolled her chocolate eyes upwards toward Tino. “Mmmhph,” she mumbled. Her hair was across her face, almost hiding her eyes from him. His thick forearms also blocked part of her view. ‘Please, please listen to me!’ she thought.
Tino grinned. “Yeah baby? Wanting to swallow my cum?”
Mari shook her head as much as she could with his thick cock down her throat. Her face was flushed and her lips were swollen and bright red from the blood in them.
“That’s too bad baby,” Tino said as he held her there, his shaft buried. “Oh wait, I got you. You want me to fuck your hot little pussy, don’t you?” he grinned.
Mari nodded. She closed her eyes to fight off the orgasm that nearly won out inside her. Her cunt was aching so badly. She did want him to fuck her and fuck her hard and long. ‘Can’t give in!’
Tino grinned broadly. He’d had plenty of pussy in his time as a pornstar but having some girl he was raping actually beg him to fuck her was a rush. He pulled her back, letting his glistening monster slip from her sore lips.
“Wai - Wait!” Mari gasped out. Her voice was gravely and her mouth was sore. “No - I - I want you to cum - on my face.” She had a hard time making herself say that but it was the only way to could resist the curse. If the curse won, she would be powerless.
That wasn’t what Tino had expected but he was still turned on by the request. “Damn you’re a slut! The boss is going to love you! Sure, you lick on my pussysticker there until I cum. I’ll spray you real good.”
‘What have I gotten into?’ Mari wondered. The head of Tino’s dick was right in front of her. She had no choice but to put her tongue out and lick the thing. Her pussy shivered as she lapped up the drop of white precum and swallowed it.
She closed her eyes again and fought down the orgasm that almost erupted between her legs. ‘Can’t - cum! If I do - I’ll be helpless!’
“Oh yeah baby,” Tino grinned at the sight of this slut nearly cumming from licking his cock. “Damn you turn…me…on…” He grabbed the base of his shaft and began jerking it quickly. His face twisted up under the power of his onrushing climax.
Mari opened her eyes in time to see a thick stream of white sauce splash between her eyes.
“Augh!” she gasped only to have his cum splatter inside her throat and nearly making her gag. Mari closed her eyes tight. She didn’t want his jism in her eyes and needed to concentrate. Her body still wanted to cum!
Tino kept his cock in hand and sprayed Mari’s beautiful face with his seed. He was swaying his cockhead to each side, sending streams of white stuff across her face, streaking the soft, perfect flesh with his cum.
‘How much can one man have!?’ Mari thought in alarm. Tino kept cumming and cumming all over her face until it was running down her chin and dripping onto her breasts. Mari was not a virgin. She had already been out in this world before and had been with a few men. None had been able to keep cumming like this man.
“How’s that feel baby?” Tino crowed. He pointed his still-spasming cock downwards to shoot streams of hot cum onto Mari’s fulsome breasts.
Finally he came to a stop as the last bits of cum dribbled out onto Mari’s thighs. “Damn baby, if you love cum, you’re going to love me and Rio when we fuck the lights out of you later, if the boss lets us.”
Mari tried to open her eyes but the cum in them blinded her. She didn’t answer Tino because she was too busy trying to calm herself down. Her body was in such need! ‘Gods!’ she thought, ‘All I want to do is bend over and let this bastard and his monster dick fuck me like some wild animal! Gods, why did you give us this curse?!’
Tino took Mari’s soft brown hair and wrapped the long tresses around his cock. He used it like a towel to clean himself off, then gave Mari a gentle push at her shoulder to tip her over.
“Ungh!” Mari grunted as she fell to the floor. The push had caught her by surprise. Strings of cum stained hair slapped against her cheek and stuck there. ‘How disgusting!’ she thought. ‘I can’t believe how degrading this is - now. Thank the Gods he didn’t rape my pussy, I would have been a goner!’
Putting his pants back on, Tino went to a table to get two more sets of cuffs. “Sorry baby, can’t have you running off.” He slipped one around Mari’s ankle, then the other. Bending her legs back, he cuffed her trapped ankles to her wrists.
He grinned at the sight of her aroused pussy spotting the floor. “Damn baby, I really ought to fuck you like you want, but the boss will want to check you out first.”
Mari laid her head on the carpet and kept her eyes closed. She was still trembling. Her pussy was alive and burning for her to orgasm. ‘Please just leave,’ she thought. ‘Don’t change your mind about raping me!’
“Come on Rio, we got to get going,” Tino told his partner.
Rio was already finished. He hadn’t taken the time to spray his partner like Tino had done to Mari. “Yeah. Cassie, you clean up and get back out front.”
Suddenly Mari felt a thick hand grab her jaw. Her mouth opened instinctively and a piece of cloth quickly gagged her. “Sorry baby, can’t have you yelling.”
“Mrfh!” Mari told them. She bit down on the cloth but not too hard. With her strength still in her body, she could have bitten through it but did not want them to suspect anything.
It took Tino only a few seconds to have Mari gagged. He gave her perfectly formed ass a quick slap and stood up. “Let’s go.”
“Mrph!” Mari exclaimed. ‘Thanks Gods they’re leaving!’ she thought to herself. She pulled on the handcuffs. They could be broken easily but she was still very aroused by the situation. Now that she knew they wouldn’t rape her or murder her, it was safe in a sense. She laid her cheek on the floor but the moment of arousal was gone when the cum that was dripping from her face squished against the carpet. ‘How gross!’
Rio and Tino walked out although Toni had to stop and look back at the beautiful brunette bound on the floor. Cassie followed them out, leaving Mari along in the room.
She waited until the bells on the shop door rang. ‘Good, now the two goons are gone! Time for Ultra Woman to take care of those two!’
Mari closed her eyes to concentrate so she could start the mystical transformation that would change her from cum soaked and sweaty Mari into clean and perfect Ultra Woman.
To enact the magical flash of light that would transform her, Mari had to clear her mind and think of her home, get an image of herself as Ultra Woman, then bring the two together. Like so many times when she had to do this, her thoughts went back to her home. She had never really fit in with the lesbian Amazon culture. She had spent long hours in the library talking to the head librarian and had learned so much about this strange outer world. Mari and the librarian had taken long walks while Mari asked her everything about the world of Men.
When the librarian had finally told the young Mari about men, Mari discovered the truth. The librarian told Mari about how wonderful it was to spend a night with a man. Mari learned about the sexual organs of men and the wonderful feelings an Amazon could feel with them inside her temple of purity.
It was an epiphany!
After her long talk with the librarian, Mari had went into the forest on the island and stayed there for days. She had always felt like an outsider among her own people. Sharing a night with a sister Amazon was nice but it had always left her feeling like something was missing. Among her sisters, Mari had friends but no real lovers. She had never paired up with anyone although many had shown interest in her.
While in the woods Mari knew what she had to do. She had to train her mind and body to one goal. She had to become Ultra Woman and go into the world of men.
Her predecessor, Dena, had returned to the island after only a couple of months as Ultra Woman. No one had explained to Mari why Dena had returned and resigned as Champion. Mari didn’t mull over it. Mari had come of age and was determined to become Ultra Woman and that was all she thought about.
‘Clear your mind,’ she thought to herself. Rio and Tino were getting farther away and she had to find them. They were her only link to finding Violet.
A flash of white light absorbed the cum soaked woman. It quickly faded away in half a second. The sodomized woman was gone. In her place was a woman with clean, glistening, silky hair held back from her face by a golden tiara. An oval fire ruby was set into the middle of the tiara, centered in her forehead. A red bustier covered her breasts which were compressed gently against the floor. A golden belt hugged her lithe waist, with a pair of gleaming silk tights cut high over each hip that was snuggled tightly around her still-swollen pussy lips. It sneaked up the crack of Ultra Woman’s taut ass and over parts of her cheeks and back to her hips. A pair of red, high heeled boots stretched up to her knees with a blue line across the top and down the middle to her toe. A set of silvery bracelets were on either wrist. Dangling from her belt by a hook was a glowing, coiled lasso.
Mari felt another rush of arousal, but this one was way different than what the curse had done to her while she was sucking off Tino. This was a rush of power and adrenaline that always flowed through her whenever she changed into the sexy costume. Her sisters may not have known that what they considered to be almost too much clothing was very revealing here in the world of men.
‘Don’t even think it!’ Mari thought when she got a mental picture of herself as Ultra Woman bound like this. ‘Violet needs my help!’
Ultra Woman snapped the chains holding the cuffs on her ankles and wrists. She rolled over and pulled the cuffs themselves off her body. They bent in her hands like pieces of plastic. Mari dropped them on the floor.
Ultra Woman rushed through the door. Cassie turned to her and smiled blankly. “May I help you?”
Mari ignored her. ‘What’s up with her anyway?’ she thought but wasn’t going to waste time with Cassie. ‘She must be too scared to flee.’ Mari flung the door open so hard the string that held the bells broke.
As the bells hit the floor, Ultra Woman saw Tino and Rio getting into a car. As it started up, Mari ran towards them. In three steps she was a speeding blur rushing across the parking lot. ‘They’re not going to get away from me today!’ she thought as she leaped into the air.
Ultra Woman landed in front of the two pornstars’ car. “What the!!?” gasped Tino as the beautiful Amazon dropped out of the sky as he was about to pull out of his parking space.
“Floor it man!” Rio barked, “That’s fucking Ultra Woman!”
“Yeah!” Tino slammed his foot onto the accelerator. The tires squealed and lurched forward.
Mari slammed her hands onto the hood. It bent inwards and the car came forward. Her boots scarred the asphalt as the car forced her backwards. “Not today boys!” Mari dug in her heels and threw her shoulder into the car.
After only a few dozen feet the car came to a full stop. Smoke billowed from the tires as the car strained to turn the superheroine into roadkill. “Come on man, fucking run the cunt over!”
“I’m trying!” Tino yelled. “Fuck this, let’s get out of here!” He let off the accelerator and threw open the door.
Mari couldn’t let the car go. It might idle forward and hurt someone. She did the only thing she could think of on short notice. Grabbing the bumper, Ultra Woman waited until the two men were clear then flipped the car onto its side.
Rio and Tino split up and ran in opposite directions. Both of the hulking, muscular men were slow. Tino was headed towards an alley that went behind the strip mall, while Rio was dodging cars to get across the street.
Mari looked at both of them. ‘I can only get one, but that’s all I need!’ she thought. Snapping the lasso from her belt, she took off after Tino. She rushed to the end of the alley and swung the lasso over her head. With her Amazon skill, Ultra Woman dropped the lasso perfectly over Tino’s shoulders. Bracing herself, she gave a pull on the lasso that jerked Tino back. She took some guilty enjoyment as Tino’s feet flew up and he hit the ground hard.
As the sky spun over Tino, red heels stepped to either side of his head. His vision clearing, Tino made out the perfect legs and feminine lips over him. A head peeked over two swells of firm breasts.
“Hi there, I’m Ultra Woman,” Mari said with a pleasant smile. She gave a tug on her lasso. “Let’s talk.”
To be continued!