By
Blacknite13
The green clad heroine trotted over the rooftop, glancing around as she did. Quiver was the newest and one of the youngest heroines in town. She was worn a tight green top and short skirt that showed off every wonderful curve of her body particularly her perfect ass. The deep neckline revealed the deep valley between her more than ample bosoms. Long red hair was braided into incredibly long pigtails that fell well past her firm round ass. A felt hat rested on her head and a mask covered her young and what people suspected was a beautiful face. A quiver of razor sharp arrows hung on her back. It was these very arrows that lead to a very spirited argument with Solar Woman and several of the other heroines in Star City. They all objected to her lethal methods. Quiver had been raised in a very strict home. There were no gray areas in her view of the justice. You were a good guy or a bad guy and bad guys paid the price for breaking the law. So the total was three dead, two crippled and six wounded but had survived.
Even the local police who were probably the most corrupt in the country thought this new heroine was going too far and sworn a warrant out for her arrest. Mayor Jessica Armstrong was offering a reward for her capture but to collect you had to bring in Quiver, alive and unharmed.
The shapely redhead knew the cops were looking for her and rumor had it that Solar Woman was now looking for her. It bothered that a fellow heroine was on her case.
But justice couldn’t be denied.
Quiver fingered her the arrow in her bow as she scanned the city streets. Her green eyes spotted some movement in the ally and she smiled as two men come out the back door of a jewelry story. The two men ran down the alley and the heroine let fly with two arrows. She stood up and gasped as the two black clad men easily dodged her shots.
“What this?” Quiver said as she ran down the fire escape, keeping an eye on the two men. She landed on the ground putting an arrow in her bow in one fluid movement. Quiver trotted down the alley angry she had missed her first two shot. The next two would hit the mark she swore as she moved deeper into the alley. She spotted the two thieves running toward a moving truck with a back lift. The shapely heroine broke into a run as the truck started to pull away. The young redhead leaped, grabbed the chain dangling from the metal lift and swung over it. Quiver landed inside the truck with a smile but the smile vanished when another door slammed down behind her. It was a thick steel one cutting off all light. It was so dark Quiver couldn’t even see her hand in front of her face.
“A trap.” Quiver snapped, “But they have caught something that is very
deadly.”
Quiver felt her way to the back of the truck and using one hand to keep
her arrow in the string. She knelt down and waited as the truck for the truck
to stop. It seemed like hours before the truck came to a halt. The shapely
heroine raised her bow when the heavy door opened but no one came in. She
licked her lips and moved to the edge of the truck.
“Okay, just where am I?” Quiver said as she looked out in what appeared
to be a dark forest. She frozen at the hooting of an owl and then laughed.
“Steady girl, we may be outside the city but we are not in a jungle.”
Quiver trotted off into the woods, glancing around as she did. She
spotted the tops of some high buildings. The young heroine squinted and could
make out a high brick wall just a few yards away. She started to run for the
wall but a small man dressed in black came out of nowhere and kicked her in the
belly. The blow sent her flying back against a large oak. Another man came out
the tree, grabbed her quiver off her back and sailed over her head. Quiver saw
the two men standing right in front of her and let the arrow fly. She watched
the two men twist around and let the arrow fly by. It was then she realized the
two men were ninjas. Both clad in the classic ninja costume of black with only
their eyes uncovered.
The two ninja moved like lightening. They appear like magic on her
right and left. One slammed a fist into her all aching stomach while the other
snatched her bow right out her hands. Next thing the heroine knew she was
sailing across the sky and landing with a loud grunt.
Quiver staggered up and took a wobbly stance but the ninjas were gone
and so was her hat. She swore and looked around and spotted a large red brick
house through the trees. The heroine glanced back at the wall and was pretty
sure the ninja would stop her from leaving. Unlike other heroines, she was not
an expert in hand-to-hand combat. The redhead licked her lips, spotted her hat
and snatched it up.
“Someone when a lot of trouble to bring me here.” Quiver said, “It
would be rude just to walk away and I am not sure if the ninjas will let me.”
Quiver crept toward the large house but stopped when a glimmer caught
her eye. She knelt down and grinned at the wire strung across the path.
“You will have to do better than that.” Quiver snorted as she stepped
over the trip wire and moved on. She came upon three more traps before she came
to the two tall glass doors at the back of the house. Which she now saw was not
just a house but a mansion that rivaled Jessica Armstrong’s. She wondered how
big the estate as she snuck up to the doors and peeked in. Quiver frowned at
the sight of her bow and quiver lying just inside the door. The shapely heroine
leapt into the room grabbed her bow and an arrow, tucked and rolled into a
kneeing position with arrow set in her string.
An older black man stood in front of a huge stone fireplace. His hair was jet black except for the
sprinkling of white on the side. The
goatee gave him the look of intelligence and power. He wore black slacks, white shirt and a colorful smoking
jacket. He was fingering a pipe that
looked like the one Sherlock Holmes smoked, long and curved with a big
bowl. The room he was standing in what
looked like a movie set with its high bookcases and the two tiger rugs lying on
the dark wood floor. All the artwork looked like it was from African and the
paintings were of African landscapes.
Quiver watched the man who just stood there, puffing on his pipe as he
studied her with a critical eye. He didn’t seem to notice the arrow that was
pointed at his chest.
“So you are Quiver.” He said as he blew out a cloud of blue smoke that
had a sweet smell to it.
“Yes, I am Quiver.” Quiver said as she stood up but kept the arrow trained
at his chest. A kill shot would be no problem at this range.
“Thomas Wayne Collins. Does that name mean anything to you?”
“I am sorry I do not recognize your name.”
“It is not my name. Lester
Jones.”
Quiver knew that name. He was one the richest men in the city. His
massive park like estate was just outside Star City. At least she knew where she was. It would be a long walk home
after she escaped.
“You put a arrow into the heart of this man and don’t even know his
name.” Lester said as he blew out some more blue smoke.
“If I did this. I assure you that the man was breaking the law. Justice
must be served.”
“And you are judge, jury and executioner.” He said as he blew out
another cloud of blue smoke. “Your mask hides your face but you can’t be more than
nineteen…twenty at the most.”
“My age is not important.” Quiver said as she wave away the sweet
smoke, wiggling nose because the fumes were tickling it.
“Thomas or Tommy was a friend of mine. We served in the Rangers
together. After my enlistment I went into the import and export business and
did rather well. Tommy did not. He fell on hard times which led him to a life
of crime.”
“Huh? By the look of your home it looks like you could have helped him
out.”
“I offered, more than once. But he was a proud man. So I arranged for
him to obtain enough money for him to get upon his feet. He was to break into a
warehouse and supposedly steal some artwork that he didn’t know belong to me.
He would take it to a friend pretending to be a fence who would pay him more
than enough money to get his life together. The art would be returned to me.
Everyone walks away a winner.”
“I see.” Quiver said, remembering a night in the warehouse district
when she had taken down a fleeing crook. It had been a nice shot. Hundred yards
in the dark.
“Then you show up!” the man snarled, blowing more smoke right into her
fence. “A put an arrow into his chest. He was dead before he hit the ground!”
“I apologize for killing your friend.” Quiver said trying to figure out
why her head was buzzing and she breathing so hard. “But all I saw was a
thief….”
“You had no right!” Lester
yelled, “So for the last month I have been plotting my revenge. I was going to
have you killed but I thought up something better. Everyone knows you heroines
are nothing more that bimbos who secretly want to be tamed.”
“Are you saying what I think you are saying?” Quiver asked as she
brought up her bow. It took all her strength to pull back the string. “I-I-I am
armed.”
“Yes, I can see that.” Lester smiled as sucked in a mouthful of smoke
and blew it at the heroine. “Sleeping gases are interesting. Did you know that
you could build up immunity to certain ones? Like the one filling this room. I
could breath it in all day and not even get drowsy. ”
“W-what!” Quiver muttered as she tried to keep her eyes focused and
keep her knees from wobbling.”
“ I am quite pleased that you are not only young but every beautiful.”
“I got big tits too.” She slurred as the room began to spin. She
watched her bow and arrow drop to the floor. “A trap?”
“You just figured that out. Well, no matter it really isn’t you brain I
am interested in.”
“No way!” The young heroine panted as she staggered a few steps and
fell to the floor. She tried to crawl a few feet but finally swooned at the
feet of her captor.
Lance studied the sleeping heroine at his feet and smiled. He walked
over to velvet cord and yanked on it. A butler and two large servants appeared
at the door.
“You rang sir.” The butler asked.
“Take the lady to the red room.” Lester said. “I need to pay the
ninjas. Just leave her on the floor, I will deal with her.”
“As you wish sir. The entire staff has left once we leave. You will
have your complete privacy.”
“Excellent. Have a nice week off. I know I will.”
“Yes sir.” The butler said as he motioned for the two men to pick up
the shapely redhead.
“MPH!” Quiver screamed around the large soft bit gag pushed into her
mouth. She was lying on a padded red leather table. Her arms and legs were
bound to the corners by thick leather straps. She had woken up bound to the
table that sat in the middle of a windowless room with red carpet and walls
with velvet panel lined by dark oak. There was large round coffee table and a
huge four-poster bed. The only other furniture was a large breakfront with two
glass doors and four drawers. She
wasn’t naked but her boot and gloves were gone. Quiver had a pretty good idea
what her captor had planned for her and had no desire to become his little sex
slave. She had been pulling and twisting for what seemed like hours.
“Save your strength my dear.” Lester said as he strolled into the room,
wearing a silk robe and sipping a snifter of brandy. He shut the door and
locked it. “You will need it. Now lets get a better look at you.”
Quiver looked around as the table began to tilt up until she was at
ninety-degree angle.
“Ah, a much better angle for fun and games.”
“MPHHHH!” Quiver screamed through her gag and shook her head, which
made her long thick fall into her face. It was then she realized her incredibly
long hair had been unbraided and now fell loose over her body. She must look
like a wild animal.
“Lets see who the girl is behind the mask.” Lester sneered as he ripped
off her mask.
“NAAAA!” Quiver screamed, as she was unmasked.
“I have no idea who you are.” Lester snorted as he tossed down the
mask. “Now lets move onto other more interesting things.”
Quiver tried to glare as her captor patted her face. She flipped back her long mane and watched
Lester walk to the breakfront, put down his empty glass, opened a drawer and
took something out.
“MPHHHHH!” Quiver squealed as her captor walked up with a long curved
dagger. She could only sobbed as he slit the top of her costume, freeing two
huge round tits.
“My word, those are magnificent.” Lester smiled as he leered over the
two huge orbs of soft flesh that didn’t sag an inches. Two more slashes and her
skirt fell away revealing the green lacy thong.
Lester looked over the struggling redhead with her long legs, perfect
ass, shapely hips, thin waist and huge jiggling tits. The long hair flowing
over her rich young body only added to his fantasy of a sexy slave. He ripped
off the thong, reached down and stroked the soft red curls on her crotch.
“NAAAAAAA!” Quiver sobbed in her helplessness. No man had seen her
naked let alone touched her most private area. She yanked on the straps holding
in place as the fingers rubbed her twat, making her whole body tingle. She
gasped when he began to suck on one of he tits while he continued stroke her
pussy.
Lester had never expected to enjoy getting his revenge against this
bitch. He planned on spending a few hours humiliating her and then selling her
to a whore house in Africa but now that he had her in his grasp. He was
rethinking his plan. He used his free hand to squeeze her other tit while he
chewed on her nipple. He stroked her pussy with two fingers and then pushed his
two fingers into her slit.
“AUGHHHHHH!” The bound heroine squealed as the fingers began to stroke
her twat. She began to squirm around shocked that she felt hot wetness between
her legs. Quiver couldn’t believe her body was responding to this abuse. The young heroine had heard about that dumb
gene that supposedly turned heroines into sex crazed bimbos but thought it was
just a myth. As if to taunt her a warm feeling swept through her young body
making her squeal again.
Lester was now lapping his tongue over both the big tits with loud
slurps and moans as he worked four fingers into her pussy. He began to pump
them in and out at a strong steady pace.
“MPHHHHHH!” Quiver shrieked as the finger fucking turned her pussy into
a hot pool of sex. She pulled at the straps trying to escape the man using her
body as his own private plaything. Quiver could feel her tits begin to swell
and throb from the fondling and sucking. The bound beauty gasped as her pussy
exploded sending a rush of heat that started between her legs and spread
through her whole body. The helpless heroine strained against her bonds as her
whole body began to shiver.
“I think you’re ready to get fucked.” Lester panted as he stepped back,
dropped his robes and rubbed his ten-inch cock. “You ready for this, baby?
“NA! NA!” Quiver screamed as she huge round eyes took in the long hard
pole. She frantically pulled at the belts holding her in place as the cock moved
between her legs and her grabbed onto her tits.
“I bet you are a virgin.” Lester hissed in her ear as he began to
squeeze and twist her tits. He kissed her neck as he began to push his cock
into her pussy.
“AIIIIIIIIIIII!” Quiver screamed as a cock entered her body for the
first time. She pulled and twisted as what felt like a log pushed into her into
her pussy. The bound beauty screamed again as the cock pressed against her
hymen. Quiver sobbed at the thought of losing her virginity to this villain.
“Ah my little flame brand, you are so mine.” Lester hissed again
nibbled her ear and thrust pushed his cock deep through her cherry. He moaned
in delight as his cock push deep into pussy that wrapped around it like a tight
glove.
“AHGAWDDDDDDDD!” The bound beauty screamed as he lost her virginity.
She sucked in air through her gagged mouth and nose as the gigantic cock pushed
into her young body. She wrenched her hands against the belts holding her in
place. She began to pant and sob as the cock began to pump in and out. “UGH!
UGH! UGH! UGH!”
Lester mashed her tits around as he thrust his cock in and out with
increasing force. He began to kiss and lick her face, rolling his tongue across
her face in heated lust. He worked down to her throat and gnawed on the sore
flesh as he kept fucking her.
UGH! UGH! UGH!” The heroine sobbed as the cock slammed into her body.
She suddenly realized the pain was gone and her pussy was beginning to throb.
The helpless beauty began to squirm around as sexual heat spread through her
whole body.
Lester kept pounding into her pussy as he ran his tongue down to her
tits and began suck and chew on her tits while he roughly fondled them. He
couldn’t believe how tight this bitch was.
“AUGHHHHHHH!” Quiver screamed as she had her first orgasm. She bucked
against the straps as it rocked her body. She closed her eyes and squealed
again as another orgasm shook her.
“That right come for me again!” Lester laughed as he kept fucking her
young hot body. “Who’s your daddy?”
“AUGHHHHHH!” The helpless heroine squealed as another orgasm. She
arched up and the climaxed shook her whole body.
“OHYESSSSSSS!” Lester growled as he emptied his cock into her pussy,
squeezing her tits together as he did.
He pumped it a few more times and then pulled out his cock. He stepped
back and watched the ravished beauty slump down, sobbing and panting as she
did.
Quiver wearily moaned as she let the belts hold her up. She could
barely lift her head from exhaustion. She didn’t realize he was unbinding her
until she dropped to the floor. The ravished beauty moaned as she lay on the
soft carpet.
Lester went over to the breakfront and opened the doors. He smiled at
the bondage device made up of steel rings and leather. He snatched it off the
hook and took it back to the lying woman. He placed the leather against her
back and buckled two straps around her waist and upper chest. He looped two chains over shoulders, crossed
them around her tits and snapped to links to the waist belt. Then He wrapped
the chains around her thigh and ankle binding them together. The other leg was
bound in the same way. A third chain ran from the back of the device and locked
around her neck. Her hands were pulled behind her neck and locked to the neck
chain.
Quiver licked her lips when the large round piece of rubber left her
mouth but then her mouth was forced open and plastic ring was shoved it.
Leslie pulled the straps around her head and buckled tight. He grabbed
onto her elbows and pulled her up.
“UGH!” Quiver sobbed as she forced onto her knees. She could barely
move except to look up at the man standing in front of her. The chained heroine
whimper as the man began rubs his cock around her face.
“Now my bound beauty, we will
step up your humiliation!” Lester laughed as he continued to roll his cock over
her face, rubbing it under nose. Then slowly he slowly pushed his cock into her
open mouth.
“AUGHHHH!” Quiver sniffed as the pole moved deeper into her mouth. She
could stop her tongue from rolling over the shaft. When it filled her throat,
the bound beauty began gasp for air, which made her suck on the cock.
“Suck, my little suck.” Lester smiled as he held his cock in, loving
the feel of her hot wet mouth around his pole. He closed his eyes and savored
the moment.
“MPH!” The helpless heroine sobbed as she was forced to suck on the
cock as huge tears streamed down her face.
She tugged at the chains holding hands behind her head but it was
hopeless.
Lester grabbed onto to elbows and began to pump his cock in and out of
her mouth. He thrust his hips against her face as he continued to fuck her
face.
“UGH! UGH! UGH! UGH! Quiver grunted as the hard pole push deep into her
throat and out again. Each thrust of the cock forced her head back. The bound
beauty sobbed as she gulped on the pole.
Lester moaned and sighed as he worked the cock deep into her throat and
held it there. He laughed as his helpless captive began to struggle, her sobs
music to his ears.
“AUGHHHHH!” The bound beauty sobbed as she force to deep throat the
cock. She began to gulp for air, which made her suck on the pole. Quiver pulled
at the chains binding her hands.
“UGHHHHHHH!”
“AHHHHHHHH!” Lester grunted as he unloaded his cock into her mouth.
“AUGHHHHHH!” Quiver sobbed his hot seed began to flow right down her
throat. She gulped it down with loud slurps and sobs.
“Did you enjoy that as much as I did?”
Lester sneered as her pulled out his cock and wiped it off on her long
hair. He moved behind her and pushed her forward onto the carpet. He pulled her
up onto knees and patted her firm round ass.
“AUGGGGHHHHHHH!” Quiver squealed when she felt his cock begin to push
into her butt hole. She twisted and turned but there was no escaping the iron
spike pushing into her cherry hole.
“I would relax if I were you, baby.” He laughed as he thrust his cock
all the way into her ass. He dug his fingers into her tender butt as he began
fuck her ass with increasing force.
“AWGAWDDDDDDD!” Quiver screamed into the plush carpet as the cock
filled her ass. She sobbed and wailed as the hard pole began pump in and out of
her young body. The bound beauty grunted with each thrust of the cock. The pain
that had been unbelievable at first was now fading. The helpless heroine was
shocked as her ass loosen up and unexpected pleasure filled her body.
“OH GOD YOU’RE TIGHT!” He grunted as he plowed his cock into the ass,
loving the tightness of it. It was stroking his cock like hot satin glove. He
began swat her but with each thrust of cock into the taut butt. “I COULD FUCK
THIS ALL DAY!”
“AUGHHHHHHH!” Quiver wailed as she came from the ass fucking. She
closed her eyes and cursed her weakness, wondering if this torment and
humiliation would ever end. She tugged
at chains binding her as she continued to twist and turn around on the floor.
“HAVE SOME MORE TOP GRADE CUM!” Lester howled as he shot his wad into
the tight ass.
“AIIIIIIIIIIII!” Quiver screamed as she had the best orgasm. She bucked
around on the carpet until the climax past. The bound beauty was almost
disappointed when the cock pulled out.
A short time later the heroine found herself hanging from an overhead
beam. Her arms were bound together by leather strips wrapped around her wrists
and elbows. Quivers tied hands were
looped over the hook attached to the chain hanging from rafter. Her ankles were
strapped to the ends of a long bar that kept her legs spread wide. The bound
beauty squirmed and twisted as the two vibrators buzzed away in her ass and
pussy. She hardly noticed the nipple clamps pinching her boobs. Quiver shook
her head and lean it back letting off a long sorrowful moan of delight. Sweat
dripped over her half open eyes as she watched her captor walk up with a small
lash made of red leather. He flicked the nine strips in the air with a crack.
“It is important you learn to obey.” He smiled as he playfully stroked
her sweaty body with the leather lashes. “”I have decided not to send you to an
African whorehouse. I ma going to keep you as my house whore.”
Quiver just grunted, exhausted by the bondage and rapes. The vibrators
had given her several orgasms and were draining the last of her strength. Her
usually thick waves of red hair were plastered around her face and over her
body. She whimpered as he continued to stroke her body. Then suddenly the lash
whipped across her tits making her yelp in pain and shock.
Lester lashed her tits a few more times and began slowly walked around
the hanging heroine whipping her body. He gave her ass a few good lashes. He
kept whipping her body just enough to sting her. He stopped in front of his captor and began to tug on the chain
dangling between her tits.
“You’re my fuck toy now.” Lester said as he continued to play with her
tits.
“Mph.” Quiver whimpered as her tits were pinched and pulled on. She let
off another whimper as he began to chew on her nipple.
Lester chewed on her nipple as he reached down and pulled the vibrator
out her pussy. He stroked his cock and than pushed into the soaking twat.
“Ahhhhhhhhh!’ Quiver gasped coming at once. She gasped and moaned as he
began to fuck her with slow steady pace.
“This is just the start of your new life.” Lester hissed in her ear. He
squeezed and sucked on her boobs as he pumped his cock in and out. “Whore.”
“Naaaaaaaaaa!” Quiver squealed as she came again and slumped. She
closed his eyes and let him have his way.
Quiver brushed out her long red hair and then used a green hair band to
hold it away from her face. The nineteen-year-old looked at her reflection in
the mirror. She was wearing a green leather dress that was so tight she could
barely breath. The front was cut so her two huge tits poked out. Three gold
chains hung between them. Laced up hip
boots with spike heels covered her long legs.
Green fishnet stockings peeked out between the dress and boots. The
shapely redhead finger brushed over the green jade collar locked around her
neck.
Quiver glanced back when the butler stepped into the room and smiled.
“Your master requires you.” He
smiled.
“Her master requires you.” Quiver thought to herself as she checked her
make up and then sprayed on the perfume her master had given her. Three months
of slavery and she still wasn’t use to. The young heroine had tried to escape
but had been caught…all four times. After the last time she had accepted her
fate.
“The master…
Quiver almost swung around and swore at the man but knew if she did
that she would be forced to suck off the old fart again. She turned and put on
her most submissive face and walked out to service her master.