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An adventure of Wonder Woman: the snake in the Caduceus
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Chapter 3
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There was no dawn, no day or night in the building, devoid of any
window, immersed into an eternal day created by artificial lights.
Diana could not tell what part of the day it was when she emerged from
her sleep, her senses on alert, hearing signs of activity in the nearby
rooms and laboratories.
Her ears were now as sensitive as ever, the effects of the trap reduced
to just a memory. Laying in her bed, she could get some parts of a
conversation between three or more people in the adjacent room,
speaking with even, almost monotone voices.
"In about half an hour..." "first test run on the Amazon." "...be careful, the machine may need more tuning."
"The Master wants her..." "not to harm her body..." "maybe take her away..." "...planet." (Wonder Woman's eyes widened.)
"On Shok'Koagh? She... " "very important to them. But this is not what had been agreed."
"No. But our will is no more important..." "serve the Master and the Ones he serves."
The Amazon was not relieved at all by what she overheard. Apparently,
the scientists' plan had been changed, maybe by the strange
creatures... but they didn't seem to care anymore. Her hypothesis about
mind control took more strength now. So she couldn't expect any help
from them, unless she could break the creatures' grip over their minds.
But she had no idea about how to do it. Moreover, her being taken
away... on the creatures' planet?! She should not allow this to happen.
The door suddenly opened, and a young scientist, about twenty-five
years old, took her some food and a lab coat to cover herself. Like the
others, he seemed not to be interested in her, though he should have
known that, under the sheets, she was completely naked.
"Shok'Koagh. What does this mean?" she asked, trying to remember the
ominous name correctly. The scientist looked confused, almost if he was
making an effort to think.
"That... that is not to be known by you. The Master... would not... approve..." he muttered.
"But the Master is not here, now. So, what can you tell me about it?"
Diana pressed on, knowing that the young man could be the key to get
vital information she so desperately needed. Maybe his young brain
could fight this mind control, at least for a while.
"The... planet" he murmured, "darkest sphere... all the Nameless
Void... they came from there... need... this planet... for..." his eyes
widened, as he seemed to fight an inner battle. Then he relaxed, his
stare like that of a robot.
"Could as well try" thought Wonder Woman. She set her sheets aside,
baring her luscious body and trying to assume the most seductive pose
she could think of. She felt a bit ridiculous... but this was not the
moment to waste an opportunity.
She rested on one side, letting her massive breasts fall down and roll
over one another, slowly passing her hand over her hip, and bending the
upper leg to make her buttock's curve stick out. She let out a light
smile. "Do you like me?" she asked the young man, with her softest
voice, thinking to herself, "Gods." He looked at her, a glimpse of
interest in his eyes, his face becoming slightly red, a bulge forming
into his trousers... but then, he turned away mechanically, and left.
"Well, so much for using my 'female weapons' on him" thought Diana,
disappointed, but with a bit of inner relief as her disgust and
embarrassment faded away. "Looks like I'm not very good at seducing a
man, at least on purpose." She got out of bed and ate her food, trying
not to think to her situation. Then she tried to put the lab coat on,
but this dress hadn't been enchanted and couldn't contain her enormous
breasts, which prevented it from closing in its upper part. "I'd better
stay like this" she said, putting the coat away, her tall, toned figure
proudly erect. "And I suspect that they'd strip me naked as soon as I
set my foot in that lab. They're clearly going to put me into some kind
of weird machine." This thought sent her a shiver. She didn't like what
had happened the day before (if a day had really passed from her last
visit to the lab). She also felt that the enormous quantity of
examinations she had been put through were only in preparation for
something bigger and worse... it seemed just natural that such a
monster didn't set up an elaborate trap to catch her alive and
unharmed, only to know in the most perfect detail how she was made!
Maybe this had some connection with what the scientists said about
"tuning" the machine. Its purpose, though, was still unknown. But as
she heard footsteps coming, Diana knew that she was going to discover
it even too soon.
She entered the lab, proud, tall on her feet, her raven black hair
flowing on her naked shoulders. She walked with dignity, almost as if
entering an arena for the fight of her life: and she knew that this
could well be it. She was afraid, of course, because only a fool could
not be afraid of such a dangerous situation. She accepted her fear, not
letting it take control of her strong heart, but without denying it,
too. Her legs, as steady and beautiful as the columns of a Greek
temple, moved with ease and femininity, emphasizing the appeal of her
goddess-like behind. Her naked feet, fairly long and proportioned,
arched beautifully; her belly, toned but womanly, moved slowly with her
breath. Her exuberant breasts lightly wavered sideways as she stepped
forward, incredibly firm and hard, her nipples a bit erect for being
exposed to fresh air and for the tension in her whole body. The nude
amazon radiated beauty and elegance in her every move, and proceeded as
naturally as if she was wearing the most exquisite piece of dress in
ancient Greece.
The scientists ordered her to lay down on her back over a strange
machine. It was made of an exotic, dark metal, which reflected the neon
light a bit oddly. Its core had a flat top, much like a medical table,
which sported metal shackles perfectly placed to hold her forearms,
ankles and neck. On one side of the core, where her head should be
placed, she saw thin mechanical arms which terminated with flat,
rounded plates, with many wires connected to their center. On the other
side, a column arched towards the center of the table, holding four
arms which housed four curious devices. They had a roughly cylindrical
shape, with a thick metal coil twisted around a central nucleus, which
ended with a transparent suction cup in three of them, while the fourth
had a glass tube instead. On the opposite side, a bulbous and fairly
complicated 'head' ended with a large wire connected to the machine's
core. Each of them was ominously similar to the one the scientists had
used to implant the command in her brain... this could hint the same
origin, maybe a dark planet much beyond the universe she knew... a
shiver coursed along her spine, but she concentrated. Maybe the command
had to be renewed once in a while, and by now, its strength could have
faded a bit: she tried to oppose all her will against it, but her body
went on moving, though a little less easily. "No way to avoid this, it
seems" she thought, resigned but getting ready for everything which
could happen to her.
Wonder Woman expected the metal to chill her skin, but the table was
comfortably warm. The shackles clicked around her neck, bracelets and
ankles as soon as she positioned herself on the machine, her arms along
her hips, her legs slightly open. She laid there, asking herself what
help could these restraints offer in keeping her still; a simple order
would have been more than enough. The doctors assembled around her
naked body, each of them performing his or her single task with extreme
precision. Some were taking her vaginal temperature and blood pression,
while some others were pouring a transparent gel over her areolas,
belly and genitals. She tried not to get aroused like the last time;
but she found it to be impossible, as the hands started to slowly
stimulate her nipples and clitoris, which immediately started to swell.
"I don't appreciate this kind of attentions" said Diana, annoyed by
this lack of respect towards her body and her will. "Please stop at
once!"
Then she felt a very unpleasant yet familiar sensation which made her
soul retract in disgust. She knew that the octopus-like horror was
coming her way, even before its psionic words resonated into her
consciousness.
"This is just part of your preparation, Diana of Themyscira" she heard
its soft 'voice' saying to her mind. "You are to be readied for the
machine."
"What will this device do to me? Is this the reason you brought me here for?" she asked, forgetting her awakening pleasure.
The flux of thoughts assumed an amused mood. "The reason you are here
is, as I said, to allow us to enslave your tiny planet. This machine is
just a little instrument which will assist us well in this endeavor."
Now her clitoris was completely erect, her nipples perky and hard. The
doctors ceased their stimulating massage and she heard one of them say
"Take the solenoidal effectors." At this command, four researchers took
the devices she had seen before from their rest on the column, pulling
carefully the extendable tubes which connected them to the device's
core. Then they positioned the cylindrical objects over Wonder Woman's
naked body with great accuracy. Two of them were attached to her
enormous breasts, which stood incredibly firm and vertical despite her
laying horizontally, as if defying the law of gravity. The scientists
seemed to use a lot of care to ensure that her nipples were in the
center of the suction cups... then they pushed a small button on the
devices, and with a low 'shluck', her areolas were sucked into the
cups, her nipples perfectly captured into the small cylindrical section
connecting each cup to the rest of the machine. The third device was
placed over her navel; she noticed that its suction cup was noticeably
larger and flatter than the other two, more fit to her feminine belly.
The suction noise repeated, and her delicious navel found itself right
under the suction cup's cylindrical stem.
Lastly, the glass tube on the end of the fourth effector encased her
erect clitoris. It was cold and the contact with Diana's hot femininity
gave her a shiver... but the 'shluck' pulled the organ forward into the
tube, making it swell a little more and sending a wave of ecstasy into
the Amazon's body.
She noticed that a small mechanical arm held each device in its place.
Many more smaller electrodes were now being put over other parts of her
body, mainly the muscles in her arms and legs, but also her hands and
feet, and two points on the sides of her navel... the places, she
thought, right over where her ovaries should have been.
Now she felt two hands placing over her head the metal plates she had
seen coming out from one side of the device. One on her forehead, two
over her temples, two smaller bits in the lower back of her head, right
behind her jaw.
The doctors were now assembling around a large console, operating it
and keeping under control what looked like the machine's functional
parameters... or maybe, her body's life signals...
Suddenly what was felt by her as an electrical current raced into her
body, making her back arch lightly. She was sure that the octopus-like
creature was now staring at her with even more interest, concentrating;
the Bond between them, as it had called this psionic contact, allowed
her to sense a bit of the creature's nauseating emotions.
"What's this?" asked Wonder Woman, tensing, trying to maintain control
over her body as the electric current-like effect increased and
increased, delving into her flesh, branching out into her muscles,
inner organs and bones. She was feeling a small pain into every little
bit of her physical being, as if a small sting had been planted into
each and every fiber of her body. "What's happening to me?!?"
The answer came with an amused and obscenely aroused flow of thoughts.
"Yes. Yes, give me your fear. I can feel it growing... ahh, such a pure
soul you are!"
The amazon, disgusted, fought to keep control of her mind and body.
Small convulsions made her every limb move by itself, and she
understood the reason of being shackled to the machine. What she didn't
understand was the goal of this process she was being put through. Was
it an even deeper examination? What could possibly...
In a flash, her eyes opened wide, her lips curled back in a grimace of
suffering, showing her grinding teeth which let out a raising growl of
pain and anger. She arched her back, squirming, her hands closed in
fists, her toes contracted, her feet pointed towards: this was
something she had definitely never experienced, and for every second
passing, she hoped that it would end in the next one. But it didn't;
rather, it got even worse, while the doctors slowly increased the
machine's power to determine the maximum rate allowed by her physical
and mental resistance.
It was an unexpected, overwhelming sensation of agony: it looked like
the small stings that she felt before into every fiber of her body had
began pulling, tearing away the strength from her... she turned towards
the creature, feeling its soft laugh into her brain, and stared at its
vacuous black eyes.
"Yes, you are right. The effectors are applying a subtraction field
over your body's vital parts... effectively extracting energy from
you." The creature's thoughts became even more excited and lustful.
"Every form of energy... muscular, sexual, psychic, vital... you are
now being totally enervated, Amazon. And your powerful living energy is
being stored into the device, while my slaves monitor your body to
determine which of your vital points can give us more of this precious
resource."
"R... re... source?" asked Diana, fighting the pain and the increasing weakness. "Why?... what... do you need... it for...??"
"Ahh. Resistance. Your willpower is so strong. It will be extracted
too" replied the alien, "but while you can still fight, I will let you
know something."
"My people can feed on living beings' energy, though this is not our
main means of sustenance. In fact, for a while we only did this to
amuse ourselves over the suffering it gives when extracted." Wonder
Woman felt anger when she heard this, but the energies in her brain
were being sucked out, and her emotions began to fade.
The creature continued. "But now, our other sources of energy are
becoming scarce, and we need to find young planets like yours... and
beings like you."
"Do you... want to... unnnhh... use me... to feed... yourself?..."
Wonder Woman managed to ask, her mind beginning to feel clouded as her
energies flew away. She could see the suction cups over her nipples
glowing with pure white energy, which coursed into the devices as if it
was pulled out of her breasts and sucked away by the coils. She could
also see a slightly brighter glow coming out of her navel, and another
from her clitoris. The small electrodes over the rest of her body were
engorged with light, too.
"This is not your main role... but... maybe; it depends on how much we
will be able to extract from you. You are astonishing, Diana. At this
level of power, any other human being would have collapsed almost
instantly. But with your enormous resistance and stamina, you can last
much longer, and your immortality will allow you to restore your
lifeforce while another man or woman would have been surely killed. You
are the perfect specimen for the process, even more than we expected."
Wonder Woman's vision began to blur and grow darker. The pain was a
little weaker... maybe her energies were running out, or maybe her
brain could no more feel anything, even pain. The light from her
clitoris faded, then went away. Her breasts came next, now flabby and
sagging, her nipples still long but flaccid.
"Her energy is nearly exhausted" she heard someone say. "Enervation at 98 percent... 99."
"How much could we take from her?" asked the creature, with yearning and lust.
"Almost three cells. It's quite astounding."
Through her blurred vision, Diana could see a figure taking a glowing
sphere from the machine and giving it to the octopus-like alien. It
looked at it... she could feel its desire, its horrible triumph. Then
its oral tentacles reached the sphere and began glowing.
She felt a gruesome extasy flowing in the monster's mind... but then
the glow coming from her navel began to fade, and the mighty Wonder
Woman started falling into a deep, black slumber.
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Chapter 4
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Conscience returned briefly from time to time. Diana felt herself
coming out of the shadows, only to fall back into them. She couldn't
say how much time had passed when she finally managed to keep her eyes
open and find that she wasn't tied to that horrible machine any more.
She was in bed, her body completely limp and cold, her mind at its
weakest. She tried to lift her right arm... with no result at all. "My
energy... completely... sucked out" she remembered. "Can't... move...
think... must... rest..." Then she fell back into a deep slumber.
The next time she waked up, things got a little better. Her mind wasn't
so clouded, and she could feel a little response from her limbs, which
had now regained their warmth. She managed to turn her head to see
that, on the table near her bed, there were food and something that
looked like orange juice. With a big effort, she lifted her arm to take
the cup and drink a bit from it, though her forearm was shaking without
control for the strain.
She passed a hand over her nipples. They were still cold... but what
surprised her were her breasts. They felt like they had been made of
water. With great effort the amazon removed the sheets covering her
body, to see what damage it had sustained from the vital energy
extraction. What she saw left her discouraged and worried.
Wonder Woman had been taught that her uncanny beauty, though it was a
gift from her Gods, was not something to value too much, because it
could lead to vanity and ultimately lead her astray from the path of
Truth. Moreover, as a warrior born, she valued her physical strength
and agility much more than her looks. However, what she was seeing now
was enough to strike her deeply.
Her once toned, fairly muscular body looked like it had deflated; every
bit of strength seemed to have been ripped away from it. She looked at
her breasts. Where she remembered to be two proud mountains of feminine
beauty and power, were now two limp sacks, sagging sideways. Her
clitoris was now half as big as it normally was, and it was terribly
white and cold, just like her nipples and navel, as if ice-cold water
had been poured over it for a long time. Then she noticed that her
skin, though still young-looking, did not radiate any more that
particular beauty that she had always known. As if Aphrodite's gift was
no more inside of her...
Cold air gave her shivers and she hurried to cover her exhausted body.
Worries and shock had drained the small amount of energy that her mind
had managed to regain, and she felt dizzy and sleepy. Her eyes closed
once again.
She did not know how much she slept; but, when she opened her eyes,
Diana felt much better. She tried slowly to raise her back from the
bed, and she found that it was not too difficult. She removed the
sheets once again; her lips showed a little smile when she saw that her
body had almost healed from the terrible ordeal, her breasts firm
again, her clitoris pink and as big as ever, her nipples warm and
sensitive as always. Her skin glowed with beauty, her muscles were
tonic. From the bottom of her heart, Wonder Woman said a prayer to
thank the Gods for her renewed strength and health.
She put her feet on the ground and carefully tried to stand up; it was
not impossible, but she was uncertain on her legs and she managed to
make only some steps before having to sit on the chair. When she saw
the food on the table, though, her stomach remembered that a long time
had passed since it had received something solid, and a fierce hunger
stirred her. She gratefully ate everything she found on the table,
maybe a bit too fast for an Amazon princess.
Some minutes after, she felt new strength flowing into her body. She
stood on her feet almost without effort, so she decided to take a
shower and try to remove the last shreds of the web that had entangled
her mind. The warm water was like paradise to her; it flew along her
skin, delicately massaging it, taking away the last signs of fatigue.
Her clitoris responded to the dance of droplets touching it, and Diana
felt it swelling lightly, growing a bit warmer inside her. She unhooded
her pleasure organ, stroking it softly until it started growing bigger,
showing the first signs of an erection; but she knew she was still
weak, and this was not the moment to waste her newfound energies. She
took a towel and started to dry herself.
"I am Wonder Woman again", she thought. "I never imagined that someone
could strip my body and mind of all my energies... like this..." her
beautiful eyes, as blue as the sky, grew a bit dark. "They stole every
power I had. I could neither think nor fight while I was strapped to
that horrible machine, I could just stay there, in pain, feeling that
enervator suck out all of my life essence. It was a kind of suffering I
had never felt... and I don't want to feel it again, ever! I must
absolutely escape from here!"
She pondered about her chances. Her greatest obstacle was, of course,
the command implanted into her brain; she had to find a way to break
it, or have it removed. The last part seemed to be the most feasible,
provided that she could break one of the scientists free of the
creature's control... and that, even at this condition, the men showed
any will to help her. But this she would address later.
"They obey as robots, yet they show intelligence and will. Their
control must work on subliminal level, convincing them that they're
doing just what they want, what's right for them. So I just have to
show that this is not the tru..." The idea struck her. "My lasso! The
Rope of Truth! It can do it!"
She immediately concentrated to find the precious artifact. "Once I
find it, I can order it to come to me, and..." she stopped. There could
be obstacles, like doors... and a crawling rope would be probably
spotted and secured away. She had to reach it herself.
"I can't leave any room if not told to do so. Or can I?"
Diana closed her eyes. Then, she walked where she remembered to be the
door, which was not locked. It slid aside without a sound. She walked
blindly, trying not to sense if she was crossing the threshold,
visualizing herself into her quarters and repeating "I'm not leaving
the room." She felt the command rise into her mind, trying to paralyze
her legs, but she continued to say "I'm not leaving the room." It was
hard, but at the end, she opened her eyes to see a long white corridor,
with two arrays of doors on its walls. It was deserted. With excitement
growing into her heart, Wonder Woman called for her lasso, trying to
figure out its position. She felt it near, some doors forward. When she
reached the door she wanted, she stopped, asking herself if the command
would let her leave the ambient she was into. Repeating the trick could
be dangerous, as she might enter a room full of hostile people with her
eyes closed. Then she remembered: "You can not abandon a room without
express consent." But that could not be considered a room, so the
command would not affect her.
As soon as the door slid open, she raced into the laboratory. There was
only a man, which she recognized to be the young doctor she had tried
to seduce. Not far from him, there were her earrings and tiara, placed
into a strange machine, and her Lasso of Truth. With all her speed, she
flew over some tables and landed near the man, grabbing her lasso and
winding it around the young scientist, while commanding the sacred
object to show him the truth of things. "I'm not going to harm him" she
repeated, feeling the command preventing her even to touch him.
Luckily, one little contact with the powerful artifact was enough to
make the man open his eyes wide, showing him the simple, pure truth
about the way his mind had been twisted, but about himself, too. Diana
knew that such a revelation might be too much to endure for a weak
soul. She just hoped that his young, trained mind could absorb it
without any harm.
Minutes passed slowly, while the scientist fought into himself to get
rid of his chains, while his whole life ran before his eyes, showing
him the truth behind every action, every choice he made. But finally,
he relaxed, his eyes opened with surprise and he spoke with clear
voice. "Wonder Woman? What... happened to me? What was that hideous
thing in my mind?"
"You have been controlled by the alien being" she replied, "like all
your fellow scientists. You were thinking that his will was yours. My
Lasso of Truth showed you how things really were."
"The Sh'morill! That creeping snake from the Void!" he said in anger.
"We should have known that it was his plan to betray all of us,
perverting our goals to his! We should have imagined that our psionic
shields would be not enough to keep our minds safe from such a monster!"
"Can you tell me how to remove the command they implanted into my
mind?" asked the amazon, tensed with anxiety. Every moment, someone
could enter the lab.
He looked at her, obviously pondering his choices. She was his enemy,
too. Wonder Woman was about to order him to speak by the power of her
rope, when the man took his decision. "I guess you're the only one who
can stop that thing." He took a deep breath, then spoke with a firm
tone. "By the power of He Who Rules The Dreaming Ones, let the Chains
of Si'lish be broken! Yah, Shak-nith'og!"
At these words, Diana felt something vanishing from her mind, as if a
wedge planted through her brain had been pulled out, allowing her
thoughts to flow unrestrained. She knew she was free, and her heart
jumped with joy.
"So was it an hypnotic command, which could be removed with a key-phrase? Why didn't my lasso show me this when I touched it?"
"No, no. That was a magic spell" answered the man, a little scared by
these words. "These beings can use magic, and they combine spells with
a strange technology to make them stronger. We didn't know at first, or
else we would never make an agreement with such dangerous creatures.
This was a counterspell we forced them to reveal, fearing that they
would use the machine against us."
"What was your former agreement?" asked Wonder Woman, hoping to
discover something about their organization. She commanded the lasso to
force him to tell the truth; she could not take the risk of being
deceived.
"We would give them a way to reach our universe" he said, with a bit of
sadness, "and men and technical means to capture you, so they could
extract your living energies at will." She felt anger rising into her
soul, but she let the man continue. "Once you were our prisoner, they
would give us the means to analyze your super-powers and replicate them
in laboratory, so that they could be implanted into our cyborg
soldiers."
Diana kept her emotions under control. "What would you do with them? What are your goals?"
"We are the Caduceus. A vast secret organization of scientists, with branches in every part
of the world. Our main goal is complete dominion of Earth, to
bring the lights of science to this blind world!" His eyes flashed with
pride.
She took a mental note about investigating on this organization in the future. "What are the creature's plans now?"
"I don't know. Even when I was his slave, he never revealed anything.
All I know is that your tiara and earrings must be analyzed carefully,
to get the key to activate their magic powers."
She was shocked by these words. Those sacred objects were the means for
her to communicate with her mother in Themyscira and to create a
passageway to access its dimension. So, the creature was planning to
attack her homeland?...
A sudden burst of pain filled her mind. From the open door, someone was
firing at her with ray guns. She had already been hit by those weapons
in the past; their beams affected a human being's nervous system,
making it more and more difficult to control movements as they hit,
until the struck creature was left paralyzed. Obviously, they wanted to
capture her again. There were six, maybe seven armed cyborgs on the
threshold of the lab door; behind them, Wonder Woman had a glimpse of
the Sh'morill, as the young man had called him.
She had found shelter behind a lab table and was thinking about her
chances. "The key is to defeat the alien. After he's unconscious,
hopefully his slaves will regain their freedom, and I will be able to
flee taking advantage of their confusion." She took a heavy microscope
from the table and readied to aim to the creature's head. She closed
her eyes, trying to focus on his position...
Suddenly, her lasso was thrown over her. As soon as it touched her
body, Diana felt herself forced not to move. She turned her eyes to her
side... the young scientist held the golden rope, his eyes like those
of a robot. "No!" she cried. "The monster has regained his control over
your mind! You must fight it! Please!"
The creatures ceased fire and approached. The young scientist took the prisoner Amazon towards the Sh'morill.
"So you have freed yourself of the bonds I imposed to your mind" echoed
his psionic words, mixed with irritation and lustful anticipation. "It
is such pleasure for me to see that you're full of energy again. So,
how about another little extraction?..."
"No!" Wonder Woman's eyes opened wide, her muscles tensed. "Not again!!
Noooooooo!!!" She focused all her will to fight the command imposed
through her own lasso, but she knew that it was completely futile. The
man who holded the rope started taking her through the corridor,
towards the laboratory and the horrible machine awaiting her.
"It is completely futile, and you know it, Princess Diana" was
murmuring the obscene psionic 'voice' coming from the pits into the
creature's mind. "Squirming and writhing will bring you no advantage at
all. Moreover, it's just a waste of your precious living energy."
Diana was shackled to the enervating machine, free from her own lasso.
She had been drugged again, the muscular relaxant dampening her
strength so that she couldn't break her metal bonds. The scientists
preferred not to use the tetanizing agent again, because it might
interfere with the energy extraction.
"You will see that this machine is much more effective now" continued
the tentacled horror. "My slaves tuned it even better thanks to the
last results, and now it will suck your strength out much faster, and
of course, more painfully." An inhuman laugh came from the Sh'morill's
thoughts. "You are quite outstanding, Princess. You recovered almost
all of your strength in just about two days. A normal human female
could do it in no less than three months, given that she would survive
the extraction process."
"You monster!" shouted Wonder Woman, writhing in anger, her heart on
fire for being captured again. "You take amusement in other people's
pain and suffering! But even if you suck my energy again... I will
break free of your power, and you will be vanquished, like your hideous
plans! Even the dark spell you cast on me was broken, and you can't
repeat it!"
"This is true." replied the creature, now without amusement in its
unreal voice. They had tried to re-implant the restrictive command into
Diana's brain, but the spell had no more influence on her, because her
mind retained the words that made it completely useless. That were the
laws of magic.
"I was counting on it to weaken your pugnacious mind and penetrate your
secrets more easily. Now it seems that I will just have to wait...
until you are completely drained of your energy." Something like a grin
formed into the flow of thoughts.
The Amazon's face whitened a bit. She knew that she would be
defenceless once her living energy left her. If that monster penetrated
her weakened mind...!
She renewed her efforts to break the shackles that held her to the
ominous machine. Now the scientists were approaching, pouring the
transparent gel over her vital points and starting to massage her
genitals... she tried not to get aroused, not to let her nipples and
clitoris get erect, but she could not. The solenoidal effectors and the
other electrodes were correctly placed, and after an instant, the
familiar yet brutal sensation of a hundred thousand needles piercing
her flesh and bones returned. She knew that the agonizing pain was
about to start; and this time it would even be worse, as the alien
promised, not to mention what was in store for her mind once the
process had finished!
With all her strength of mind and body, she concentrated to contrast
the machine. Every fiber of her toned physique fought against its evil
spell; every muscle tensed, every ounce of courage into her warm heart
rose, strengthened by goddess Hestia's gift.
The needles seemed to retract and the scientists gathered around the
machine's control panel. "There's something strange... she's resisting!
How is it possible?!"
"Amazing" thought the alien creature, looking at the straining Wonder Woman. "Increase the subtraction field's power."
Diana's beautiful face contracted, her lips curled, showing her grinded
teeth; all of her body was shaking, and a small moan came from her
throat. Little drops of sweat began forming over her skin, her breath
now faster. She continued her fight, determined to use up all of her
energy rather than letting that monster feast over it!
"You arrogant little human" said the Sh'morill, in anger. He approached
the valiant Amazon and latched its tentacled 'hands' onto her head and
face, concentrating. A single, abhorrent word resonated into his mind,
into Wonder Woman's mind, and she felt her thoughts bending, her
concentration cracking: she fought back, strengthening her psychic
defences, but then the machine regained advantage and the needles
penetrated deeper and deeper into her. "Now!" said the creature.
The machine started humming at its maximum power, and Wonder Woman
screamed, as she felt the needles beginning to suck, to extract living
energy from every part of her body and mind. The pain she was
sustaining made all her limbs contract spasmodically, her feet arched
forward, her head twisting as she tried uselessly to fight again the
horrible suction. But it was too late; her strength and resistance were
leaving her, siphoned and taken into the machine's belly, stored into
the small spheres...
again, Diana could feel weakness spreading into her muscles, her divine
powers fading, her thoughts and emotions being drained. "Gods, no! No!
I don't want... don't want... to... unnnhhh..." her mind began to feel
weak, confused. The Amazon's strong heart was now losing its vigor, her
will to fight vacillating. Minutes passed, while in the lab only the
machine's hum and the prisoner woman's deep breath and moans could be
heard. Wonder Woman's suffering had not ceased, but now she didn't have
any strength to squirm, no energy left to rebel against her captors and
their monstrous device. She could just stay there, watching as a
constant flux of white glowing energy came out from each of her
breasts, her navel and her erect clitoris, sucked away into the machine
which concentrated it to became food for a hungry aberration coming
from beyond the stars.
Then, something happened. An alert signal started crying in the
laboratory, red lights flashing, and a section of the control console
took fire. A dense smoke filled the room, a thing that scared the
octopus-like creature, which got quickly away into the nearby area. An
emergency breaker switched a circuit off and all the lights went out,
leaving only emergency lamps lit; the machine stopped humming, and the
shackles holding her opened!
With great effort, Wonder Woman mustered all her remaining energies to
stand up from the table. She removed the suction cups from her body,
then, with the strength of despair, she managed to stand on her feet
and walk towards the room door. It was twice as difficult, because the
drugs still had a small effect on her, and moreover, so much of her
vital essence had been taken away... Diana knew that she couldn't hold
on much longer, and escaping from the island was out of discussion; she
was totally unable to fly and her remaining power was quickly fading
away. But in her weakened mind, a faint hope took form: she could open
a gate to Themyscira! She needed her lost tiara and earrings, and of
course, the required concentration, which seemed even more difficult to
achieve in her conditions... she set her unsteady walk towards the room
where she had been captured before, hoping not to encounter any
scientists or cyborgs along her way. The weakened Amazon wasn't even
sure of her direction; every move was a torture, every step a fight
against the urge to lay down and sleep... she approached a door and
entered, just while she heard quick steps coming from behind a turn in
the corridor. The room was just the one she was looking for; still
mounted on the strange machine, she saw her star-shaped earrings and
her tiara! Quickly, the Amazon wore her sacred ornaments. Then, she
began concentrating, thinking to her beloved homeland, her heart filled
with desire and longing for her home... her mother's warm embrace...
her sisters... a soft circle of light began forming in front of her...
She stopped instinctively. There was something... like a snake creeping
in the darkness just beyond the sight of her mind's eye... waiting with
obscene lust...
"No!!!" She removed her tiara. The circle of light waved, then vanished.
An unbearable suffering overwhelmed Diana. Her eyes closed, her mouth let out a cry of pain and anger. She had been fooled!
Her eyes opened again, to see the dreaded machine, her cupped breasts
and navel slowly releasing her living energy, the laboratory clean and
devoid of any fire or smoke. The creature's hand tentacles were still
latched around her head and face.
"You... abominable... deceiver!" she thought, knowing that the
Sh'morill was probing her mind. "Your... charade... was useless!..."
The thin tentacles retracted from her. "Fool. You will regret not
giving your secrets up the easy way." The alien's psychic voice was
cold and full of hatred.
Soon Diana's breasts, completely spent, ceased releasing their warm
glow; she started feeling cold in all her limbs, and confusely knew
that the enervation process was near to its end. Her sweat was as cold
as ice droplets poured on her skin; her toes and fingers were becoming
less and less sensitive.
"We're at 98 percent, Master" said a voice.
"Good. How much did we get this time?"
"Nearly two cells and a half. Not too bad."
"No... definitely not bad..." said the creature, its inhuman hunger rising.
Wonder Woman slowly slipped into a dark, deep oblivion.
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To be continued in next part