Droid wasted no time. Instantly he set up a set of drugs that would keep the potentially dangerous Amazon comatose while he performed various tests on her DNA and brain. For two straight days, with only minimal sleep, the twisted scientific genius strove towards his goal: the perfect clone.
After the second day he had a potential clone growing. After two more days, this first one died as he tried to stir it into independent life. By the fifth day since kidnapping the Amazon superheroine, he had been able to create a clone that would last an hour.
Droid paced back and forth in front of a full length tube filled with greenish nutrients a week after the capture. Within the tube, with a dozen cables attached to her body, floated the sleeping Ultra Woman. Naked in all her Amazon glory, her dark hair floating around her face, she looked perfectly angelic.
A series of electrodes placed on her head stimulated the heroine to remain in a deep REM sleep. That way Droid could keep her unconscious but not have to resort to heavy uses of drugs which could contaminate her pure Amazonian body and therefore, the results of his evil experiments. The nutrients themselves were saturated with oxygen so that she was able to breath them without difficulty. That did away with the need for a mask to provide oxygen to her lungs.
He had managed to up the duration of the clones to almost six hours. Per the orders of his reluctant landlords and paymasters, each clone had been given all the natural thoughts of the helpless superheroine, but with a few twists. One was that in the back of the cranium, Droid had implanted a tiny explosive. The men at SPAY would take no chances of any of the clones escaping.
Each time he had created a clone, he could run tests on the DNA of the clone and tell, almost to the minute, when it would die and start decomposition. Each and every one had been a failure in that each time Droid knew that the clone would not be a duplicate of the original, but only a temporary construct, albeit with the emotions and thoughts of the original. As a failure was acknowledged, Droid would hand over the clone, drugged and unconscious, to the SPAY commander. Droid didn't need a failed clone other than for blood and tissue samples. SPAY, on the other hand, could do some much more imaginative testing.
Droid crossed his arms and stared up at the floating Asian beauty. "What is your secret...?" he whispered to himself. "What am I missing...?"
Ultra Woman, her costume glinting goldenly in the faint light, walked through a deserted warehouse. Crates were stacked high into the air.
Suddenly three men, all dressed in black, leaped out behind a series of crates. As Ultra Woman rolled to the balls of her feet in reaction, tiny electrodes under the clone's skin sent the information back to a darkened control room high overhead.
"The clone will tell us how Amazons react to different stimuli in combat," the man at the console told the SPAY commander standing behind him. "Now..." he said, depressing a button.
Suddenly one of the men fired, and the cloned Ultra Woman deflected the bullet. Readings in the control room flickered across a screen. "Now..."
The man fired again. This time, the controller fired an electrode that slowed down the cloned Amazon's reactions. "Now we see how they die..."
Again, she raised her braceleted arms to deflect the oncoming bullet. This time instead of it ricocheting off the metal it dug a bright red line through the smooth flesh of her arm before impacting into the far wall. "Awwwwwwww!!" the clone cried out as she grabbed the wound with her other hand. Pain unlike anything she had experienced before raced up her wounded arm as the red blood began to trickle on to the floor.
"S..something isn't right..." she thought as the men began to close in on her. Whatever was wrong, she knew she would have to solve it later after she had defeated them. The clone steeled herself up to fight as best as she could.
While two of the three spread apart so as not to give their target a concentrated foe, the remaining SPAY soldier charged right at the Ultra Woman clone. He raised the butt of his rifle as he roared at her then brought it down towards her face, as another of the electrodes implanted in her body fired, again slowing her reactions.
She tried to raise her uninjured arm to block the oncoming blow but everything seemed to slowed down so much. All she could do was watch helplessly as the rifle butt got closer and closer until her vision was filled with stars. There was sickening crunch of bone breaking and a scream of pain that she knew was her own.
As the Amazon clone collapsed into moaning, bloody insensibility, the other two came up to her. The three men paused and looked up at the black glass.
Behind it, two men discussed the test. "The tramp race of Amazons are susceptible to severe electrical disruption of muscular activity. This test was successful."
His cohort nodded. "Agreed, this subject is no longer needed."
Each of the three SPAY men aimed their rifles downwards. In multiple muzzle flashes and a faint feminine gurgle, the test was ended.
Ultra Woman slowly woke up. All she could remember was being nearly orgasmed to death by the octodroid. As her senses came back to her, she instantly realized her predicament.
She was completely naked; even her bracelets were gone. She was lying on her back, a spreader bar keeping her ankles three feet apart. Her wrists were bound tightly behind her back. The worst part was the thick dildo plunged deep inside her pussy; a white cord stretched from the end of it to the wall, like some erotic leash. A crotch rope pinned it into place, along with the more narrow dildo penetrating her ass. A slippery penis gag was inside her mouth, parting her lovely pink lips. She was wearing a bra at least, but soon enough she realized it was only adding to the torture; around her nipples tiny electrodes kept her nipples thick and hard.
"SUBJECT IS AWAKE," a voice suddenly boomed into the faintly lit black room. "TESTING WILL COMMENCE. AMAZON ENDURANCE; ELAPSED TIME UNTIL DEATH VIA ORGASM. ENERGIZE THE DEVICES. START TIMER. X MINUS ZERO MINUTES."
The dildos inside Rei's body lurched and buzzed into life....
Instantly, her back arched up as she cried into the gag. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!" The duel dildos were separated by only a thin wall of flesh so they were almost vibrating together. The near harmony blasted its way up her spine and into her befuddled brain. The tight bra restrained her breasts but it pushed the hard nipples even more into the tiny clamps on them. She bucked her hips from attempting to free herself and from the unwanted pleasure. Squirts of juice escaped from around the dildo in her pussy and began to cover the cheap mattress she was on.
Minutes passed as the Rei-clone endured the rippling orgasms that shredded her being. The dildos were relentless. They would change speeds when she started to adjust to them, changing from low, steady buzzings to high, vibrating pulses. First the one in her pussy would burst into frenzied life then recede, only to have the smaller one buried up her ass begins it's wild humming.
For a moment the dildos stopped their exquisite torture and that allowed her to flop back down on to the stained mattress. Her lovely body shook from the power of the orgasms and was covered in sweat. The dark room was filled with the sounds of gasping through her flared nostrils as she tried to catch her breath. Why everything suddenly stopped was a mystery but she didn't care. Having this break, no matter how small it was, was something she needed badly. Then she heard that voice again...
"TIME ELAPSED: ONE HOUR. SIX ORGASMS INDUCED. SUBJECT ALIVE," the voice intoned.
It was then that the clone started to realize that they had meant what they had said. They were going to make her orgasm until she was dead. The clone thought it was the real Ultra Woman, the true Rei, Champion of the Amazons. She had no idea, or concept even, that she was or ever could be a clone.
She immediately began tugging at her bonds again but it was no use. Whatever was holding her was too strong to break in her weakened condition. That didn't stop the clone from trying though, even after her body started to spasm again from the renewed assault by the dildos that were deep inside her body. Somehow, she knew she would find a way to escape from this before she was pleasured to death. The quick twisting of her hands and wrists got easier once her back lifted off of them as she orgasmed another time. Her body arched into the dim light, groaning in ecstasy.
Her heart thumped violently in her chest as her breasts swayed in the restrictive bra that bit and teased her nipples. The ersatz Ultra Woman was exploding through another series of multiple orgasms that erupted from the dildo duo rippling between her legs.
If it was possible, things got worse when the tiny electrodes that surrounded her nipples began to emit a higher current. Not enough to hurt but more then enough to make the cloned heroine cum more and even harder. The room was filled with the sounds of her screams from under the penis gag, the slapping of her body against the bed as she tried to launch herself from it, and from the groaning of the bed frame from all the effort of her struggles. Even through the pleasure of the orgasms, she began to feel a tightening in her chest...
The men in the monitoring booth inspected the gauges. Sensors in the dildo in the clone's vagina kept a steady stream of data on the intensity of the captive's orgasms, as well as the amounts of fluid her incredible Amazon body produced.
"There she goes," one of the men said as he nodded towards a monitor. The lines on it became a twisted mess while several warning lights came up on it. The men glanced out the window to see the clone arching her back a final time before collapsing on to the ruined mattress. The rise and fall of her breasts became slower and slower. "What do you think? Heart attack?" one of them ask after making a final entry in a log book. "Either that or she blew an artery." was a reply from another. "The autopsy team will make the final determination if the slut's body lasts that long."
"Of course we are doing further testing with machines," a voice said. "But we need to see if there are any differences noted between.....interactions with humans instead of machines. Odds are there won't be but you can never tell of course." A pair of violet eyes fluttered open to try and locate the source of the voice. However everything was blurry for several moments. At the same time she tried to move but found that her limbs were restrained. When her vision finally cleared, she saw to her shock that she was in the center of a large room with a series of machines pointed at her. Surrounding her as well were several dozen men who were all naked, as was she.
"Ah...the subject is awake," the source of the voice said and stepped into her field of view. Its owner was a wrinkled old man in a medical lab coat with the letters SPAY on the pocket. "I'll point out a few more things and then let you get started as time is limited. Don't worry though, you will all get a chance as I've been promised other subjects." She didn't know what he was talking about and didn't want to find out. The heroine's limbs were tied with some sort of fabric that was stretching her spread eagle. Only some supports under her shoulders and thighs kept her from hanging by her limbs. She tried, but for some reason her arms and legs wouldn't respond.
"We introduced some mild nerve blockers into the subjects shoulders and thighs so that she couldn't move," the scientist said as he touched the locations with a long wooden pointer. "Because of the MRI scanners, we couldn't use metal manacles. These will suffice nicely though. Oh, don't worry about the scanners as they won't cause you any injury at all. We just wish to see how the subject's body reacts internally from all of you enjoying her. Perhaps we'll finally find out just where these whores produce all that nasty liquid from."
The heroine's eyes widened as she looked frantically around and saw the electrodes all over her body, along with probes inserted into her arms to sample her blood chemistry and other things she dared not guess at. "Nnnn...no!" she moaned weakly. "Stoppp..." The man looked down at her with an evil smile on his face before turning to leave. "I leave her in your 'tender' care," he said. "The number and positions you wish to use we'll leave up to you. Enjoy yourselves!"
As the door closed behind him, the machine began to hum and the men advanced on her. The heroine's head shook widely as she tried to free herself. The first man to step between her spread legs was the same SPAY trooper who had lusted after the real Ultra Woman in Droid's lab....
He pulled on his cock until it was fully erect and pointed. Taking the Ultra Woman clone's bucking hips in hand, he placed the tip at the opening between her lips. Nudging it just inside, he stepped forward and braced himself. With a grit of his teeth and grunt of effort, the SPAY lieutenant thrust his hips forward, burying his thick cock deep inside the Amazon's cunt.
"Nnnnnnnggghhhhhhhh!" she groaned as she felt him throbbing inside of her. Immediately she tried to expel him with her muscles but all that did was increase the tightness around the invader. Both of them moaned deeply from the feeling of it. Even with all of her efforts, she wasn't able to make her arms break the thin ropes that held them down. The drug they had given her worked too well. The trooper enjoyed the feeling of her soft, tight depths as he ran his hands along her hips. With a nod from him, several more of the men advanced while the machines around them hummed.
As another wiggled under the bound and raised Amazon, he placed his own manhood between her rear cheeks. He put his hands around her lithe waist and lifted his hips up. His cock already greased, it pushed between her ass cheeks and began to force itself inside her.
With a loud gasp, the clone tried to tighten her anus to keep him from advancing but his thrusts were too strong. That and several throbs from the other cock allowed him to push into that forbidden area of her. "S..s...stop! Don't!!!" The two men paid no attention as they began to thrust in and out, alternating with each other.
Suddenly hands grabbed her by the dark, dangling hair. Jerking her backwards, her eyes were suddenly full of a man's balls as he thrust his long cock between her lips. Her throat bulged from the sudden invasion as his sweaty testicles slapped across the bridge of her nose and bounced between her eyes.
Even as the clone gagged on the one that was fucking her face, still another man straddled her body and laid his cock between her breasts. With a grip that made her screech in pain, he took hold of her breasts and wrapped them around his cock as he enjoyed the feel of her mounds. The clone trembled and shook but she was unable to escape or not to feel the sensations all the men were causing her to feel. It got even worse two more men forces her bound hands to wrap around their cocks to jack them off.
All the while the SPAY scientist watched from an observation room as the readings began to flow in. On a large monitor was a compilation from the various scanners to show the inside of the clone's body. Highlighted in a different color were the cocks that were raping the cloned heroine while the owners of them were deleted from the image. "Yes...." he said with a smile to the others watching. "Finally we'll find out what makes these sluts tick." The others nodded in agreement and one said, "It'll be useful when we find that damned island of theirs and remove their stain from the world."
The crowd of men around the Rei-clone knew they were part of the test, but the sensations this utterly helpless, bound, and hypersexed Amazon was giving to them was unbelievable. Her face dripping with thick globs of cum, her ass and pussy seeping with her and the men's juices, her tits gleaming white, she was rolling and writhing in sexual bliss. Dozens of men, all in the prime of physical stamina, had raped and plundered the tied Amazon clone. Just as she thought they would be exhausted, more men would be getting off duty and would immediately come in to take their turn with her.
The clone's memories had told her that the rape by the gang months ago was the ultimate in horror. This however was much worse than that. Not just in terms of more and better built men, but also that it was totally planned out. It wasn't just a spur of the moment opportunity but something that men had taken time in making sure would happen. Her strength may have been taken away from the rapes but her endurance kept the clone going. No matter how many times she orgasmed, there was always another one that would happen when the next group of men took their turns. Even after all of them, her pussy and ass were still so very tight to them.
It lasted for hours. Some of the men would wander away for refreshing showers and naps, then return later to rape the helpless Amazon clone yet again. They were relentless; they were merciless. It hadn't taken long for the clone to lose all track of time and reality. Her world became the sticky cum on her beautiful body, the hands molesting her, the driving shafts of pounding manhood, and the blinding world of multiple orgasms.
Everything in the area became splattered with her juices and their seed. Just for a moment, the men left her alone while a fresh set of bodies made their way through the crowd. The sight of her body soaked in sweat and her long hair dripping from sticky seed made even the most worn out man hard. A steady stream of juice ran from the clone pussy and the aromatic smell helped in their arousal. They were almost as mindless in their lust as she was.
Droid had been given partial access to the testing data. He wasn't a man that believed in murder, but with SPAY owning his lab, and should he ever try to leave, his life, Droid couldn't really argue with SPAY about what they were doing with the clones he had been creating. And he hated that. Deep down, he was a controller. Part of his love of creating sentient machines was the control he would have over them. The reason he had turned Melania, the redheaded second Ultra Woman, into his personal programmable slave was simply a matter of control. He wanted an Amazon to control, and so she had been programmed. He would kill with reluctance.
However, the arrogance of the SPAY commander and his men towards Droid was growing tiresome. He was a scientist. These SPAY men were mercenaries and fanatics. He was a man of intelligence that had learned to temper action with logic. He was sick of SPAY ordering him around, and the genius that was Droid had deduced a way to escape from his scientific imprisonment and get some revenge upon SPAY.
The original agreement had them both as partners in this mission but as soon as Droid had moved into the new lab, that had begun to change. First to make him be a simple contractor for their cause. Now, as nearly a slave as they wished to make the heroine be. It had taken several threats of withholding his services to allow him to keep his Melania. The moment SPAY found out that she was an Amazon, they had wished to add her to their collection of various 'trophies'. Now, Droid had been able to turn the tables on his 'partners'.
Simply put, he had finally found the key to permanent cloning. He was still creating clones that would break down and die within six hours. Two days before, it had been five, but Droid had improved the duration of the Ultra Woman clones to keep the SPAY commander believing he was making progress. Little did the arrogant commander know that Droid already had a full clone.
He had downloaded all of Rei's mind into bytes of knowledge. It had taken him a full week to sift through her thoughts and morals to make the programming of the clone into an image of his beliefs rather than the bookish, moralistic Ultra Woman. Now he was uploading the reprogrammed mind into the breathing, comatose clone. Once this had been complete, he would use the Ultra Woman clone, side by side with his Melania, and destroy the SPAY commander and all his men.
As he examined the data, Droid had learned the greatest of all Amazonian secrets: the location of their hidden island. Rei's interest in astronomy had led her to find the positions of various stars in the sky. Using that information, Droid was able to determine just where in the world you would have to be to see them. He wasn't prepared now to go there but maybe in the future. Those memories of Rei's of that night with the Amazon Queen stimulated Droid to no end. His cock was rock hard at thinking of that haughty woman strapped to his table for him to do his will to her.
Expecting a clone that would fail due to the inherent faults they had made Droid put into them, this clone would be better than the original Rei. This one would be powerful enough to destroy, and this base would fall to Droid. Then he could create an army of programmable Asian Amazons...which would also be his personal harem. He, Droid, would be invincible....
As he gazed up at the tube holding the original, he noticed her body swaying in the liquid that surrounded her. Droid called up the monitoring program and noticed that Rei's brain waves were more active than they should be from just dreaming. Also her heart and breathing rates were increased as well. With a grin, Droid checked the composition of the fluid in the tube and noticed a higher level of the juices Amazons produce when in heat. He wondered if there was some possible connection between her and the clones....
Sitting back down at his computer told him the truth. The true Amazon floating in the tube was experiencing everything the clones were experiencing. Rei was subconsciously undergoing the deaths and sexual tortures of all the clones.
That gave Droid a chuckle. He wouldn't tell the SPAY men about it; they would be thrilled knowing that the evils they had perpetrated on the clones was affecting the original. Besides...he might be able to use that against whatever Amazon succeeded the Asian girl floating in the green liquid.