"You need to attend a ceremony tomorrow at the city hall to receive an award for the defeat and capture of the Deep Ellum Destroyers street gang," Stan Kelso says to the attractive olive-skinned woman seated across from him. She's clad from head to toe in a form-fitting black costume given to her by members of the Justice League for helping Supergirl.(1) Kelso is the head of the Dallas office of the Super Heroes Foundation, a group which supports super heroes and heroines in return for their services.
"I don't want to do some lame-ass dog-and-pony show," Raven, the black-haired super heroine replies indignantly. "gimme something real, like busting the heads of bad guys. Besides, Superman helped me capture the gang."
"Raven, Superman can't afford the time to come down here," Kelso says sternly. "You'll have to go to accept the award for him ..."
"WHAT?" the young woman replies, sitting upright in her chair. "Accept the award FOR HIM!! Uh, I was there, too! I bust my buns breaking up that gang and we don't even share the award? What's up with that? I put cuffs on at least 10 of the Destroyers!"
"And he cuffed another 30 gang members, but who's counting," Kelso replies. "Anyway, he can't make the ceremony but you can ... and will. You'll eat a little rubber chicken, schmooze with the mayor and the press, mention who you are and who you work for so we get some free publicity ..."
"Hell, no!" Raven says angrily.
"Um, I could order you to go," Kelso says. Since Raven has taken thousands of dollars from the Super Heroes Foundation for her services, she does 'owe' the Foundation. "How about if I give you $500 for the ceremony. It will be great publicity for both you and the Foundation!"
Raven considers his offer for a minute, then grimly nods her head 'yes'. "But I wanna go on record that this is a bad idea!"
"Oh, come on now, Raven, aren't you being overly dramatic? What could go wrong with a simple awards ceremony?"
* * * * *
Thirty minutes later Raven is in the gym engaged in an intensive combat/workout session with Thunder, one of the founding heroes of the Dallas office. He is an incredibly strong man with an ability to both attract and repel Raven just by his mere presence. At times he seems to demean her publicly but she's also powerfully attracted to the man's physical abilities. She's attracted somewhat to his 'bad boy' image. Since their strength and invulnerabilities allow them to spar with each other without fear of harming the other, she and Thunder often engage in very vigorous work outs.
Today, the duo trade blows so powerful that the walls seem to vibrate in the gym. Two others using free weights in the gym leave because the sparring combat seems so violent. Several times, Raven gets Thunder into submission holds, only to see him use his incredible strength to pry free of her holds. Now she has him on one knee, his left arm in the air behind him and his hand twisted backwards. This hold would defeat anyone else but after grunting and groaning from her painful hold, the man slowly begins to work his hand out of her grip and rises off his knee. Then, before Raven can react, Thunder spins around and gets her in a bear hug that seems like it can crush her ribs and break her back at the same time.
"Nnnhhh ... too st-strong ... <groan> how ... how'd <oooohhhh> how'd you do that ... <uunnhhh>," she grunts as the powerful meta-human slowly grinds her against his chest. Her breasts seem to pancake against her chest and the man leers at the exposed tops of her breasts as she helplessly dangles in his grip. He lifts her into the air so that her feet swing freely off the mat. "UUUNNNHHH ... N-NNOOOO ... SSTTOOOOPPP!!" she cries out, her vision beginning to blur. "YOU'RE CRUSHNNNNNHHHHHH" and suddenly he releases her! Raven falls to the mat in a crumpled heap of costume, panting to restore the air forced from her lungs by his crushing grip. She's also panting because his crushing hold aroused her somewhat.
"See you Thursday," Thunder says nonchalantly, walking away from the defeated and mentally confused woman. He grabs a towel from a Smith machine and lightly dabs at perspiration on his neck as he heads out of the gym.
"Damn that man!" Raven snarls, beaten again by him. "God, if he
didn't make me so hot sometimes ...!" she ruminates. Finally she
too rises to her feet and towels away the sweat from the sparring session.
As she leaves the gym the receptionist, Meg, calls out to her that she
has a fax.
Seconds later, Raven reads the fax. It's from Batman! He tells her that he's still conducting tests on the samples Robin brought to him. He needs more blood samples in the next week or so, after Raven has spent some time burning off energy in her body. She and Robin had visited one of MixMaster's old lairs and Raven blundered into some chemicals which seem to be affecting her mutant powers.(2) She's normally drained of her mutant energies whe her skin is in direct contact with plant fibers. Since inhaling the chemicals, even her costume won't protect her from the energy loss when touch by any plant fibers. Further, during sex, she is extremely sensitive and easily aroused, as is her partner, who is overwhelmed by the heady scent of pheromones coming from her body. On the plus side, her other senses are also enhanced, giving her keener vision, more powerful hearing, and so on. Not a fair trade, as far as she is concerned!
Raven spends the next few hours taking care of some work she needs to do at the SHF. First, she goes upstairs to the Dallas FBI Forensic Science office. Together, they manage to draw some blood from her and ship it off to Batman, c/o Wayne Industries. She has to masturbate and climax repeatedly, weakening the force field around her body, until the doctors can drive a needle through her otherwise invulnerable skin.
Next she gets a laptop from the SHF and has the Foundation's resident geek set up an e-mail account for her, so she can swap messages with Batman. More secure than faxes to the SHF office, the nerd boy assures her. Her tasks finished, Raven heads downstairs and gets on her black ST1100 Ravencycle for the ride back up to the northern suburbs.
* * * * *
Early the next morning, Kate Windrunner rises and dresses in her costume to become Raven. The costume is jet black with a kind of pebbly surface. It tightly covers her small but busty body and looks as if it's derived from Batgirl's costume, except it has a V-neck that exposes the top of her breasts and has a partially-concealed zipper running the length of the front of her body. Extra material in the right places lifts and separates her breasts, highlighting them. There is the profile of a red-colored bird's head above the left breast. The costume includes black flat-heeled, calf-high boots, gauntlet-style gloves that run up to the middle of her forearm and a utility belt with 4 pouches on it. There is even a half-cowl that covers her eyes and the top half of her face and the top of her head but leaves her hair, in the back, and her ears exposed. The odd particles in her blood (the Trimblers) protect the fabric of her costume from almost all harm by putting a force field around her body and the costume.
She leaves her modest little apartment and goes to the garage where she keeps her Ravencycle, an 1100cc Honda, modified by the Foundation for her needs. After a bracing run down the I-35 into Dallas, she arrives at Dallas' City Hall a few minutes before eleven. As Kelso predicted, she has a bland rubber chicken for lunch and gets to chat with the deputy mayor. She's third on the award list, behind a Baptist woman who raises money to provide shelter for the homeless and students who collected donations to buy more books for their school library.
"Next, I'd like to present our Award for Community Excellence to someone special who has made our wonderful city a better place to live," the mayor says grandly. "I speak of course of that amazing Man of Steel, Superman ..." and the large room thunders with applause. When it finally dies down, the mayor says, "Superman couldn't be here today <'ohhh' the people groan> but he did send his little friend. Please give a warm welcome to the Black Raven. Come on up here, honey," Cathy Murphy, the mayor says, smiling at the black-clad woman.
"That's Raven!" the heroine hisses as she moves to stand beside the mayor. As Murphy holds the plaque in one hand and Raven grasps the other end, the mayor's other hand slowly slides downward from the heroine's waist to her hip and then around behind to cup and squeeze a butt cheek. Raven struggles to retain her composure.
"Must ... not ... kill ... mayor!" Raven says through tightly-clenched teeth, smiling at the tall redhead. The super heroine's hand slides down and envelops the mayor's hand. Then Raven begins to squeeze, until the mayor begins to squirm helplessly. "Say my name the right way, mayor," Raven snarls softly.
"Please ... let's <nnhh> give a hand to ... Raven ... and Superman, of course!" the mayor says, finally able to pull her hand free from Raven's tight grip. As the crowd claps, Raven returns to her seat and the mayor introduces the last recipient, a pimply-nosed kid who finds homes for feral cats in his neighborhood.
"What a lame-ass ceremony!" Raven says as the show ends. The Baptist woman beside her sniffs loudly at Raven's remarks, but the heroine ignores the old biddy. Raven is finally on her way out when several reporters, mostly male and mostly from local TV stations, pull her aside to ask her questions and get photo opportunities standing beside the attractive super heroine. After fifteen minutes of talking about herself and the SHF, she finally escapes the reception and actually feels good about the ceremony.
"I guess we did get some good press for our local super heroes," she thinks as she fires up her bike and roars back to her suburban apartment. "I guess I was wrong about this turning out bad."
* * * * *
Several days later as Raven walks into the SHF offices, Meg Haversham, the receptionist, calls out, "Raven, you have a visitor!"
The Dallas Dynamo looks around and sees an older Black woman sitting primly in the reception area. "Can I help you?" Raven asks helpfully.
"Lawd above, I hope so, darlin'!" the old woman says, rising slowly to her feet. "You and Superman, you two done put those boys in jail - the Destroyers they called in the press?"
"Yes. We rounded them up and turned them over to the police. They had drugs, prostitutes and weapons in the house they used for their base. We had a nice fight before they all gave up. Why do you ask?"
"Well, you might could have got the wrong boys," the old woman huffs. "They is at it again. Uh hunh! They shore is! Least ways, someone be sellin' drugs 'n callin' theyselves the Destroyers."
"What do you mean?"
"Jist they is back. What you gonna do 'bout that?"
Raven thinks for a moment, then pounds her fist into the palm of her other hand. "If you have any information I can use, I promise you I'll do all I can to bring these people to justice!"
Suddenly Stan Kelso, passing near the two women, interrupts the heroine. "You'll do no such thing, Raven," he says, clapping a hand on the girl's shoulder. "You're not authorized to act like a law enforcement official. You can get yourself and this organization in trouble if you do."
"Fine, I won't arrest them!" she says in an exasperated voice. "But I CAN find out what this woman ..."
"Elizabeth Johnson, if you please," the old lady says.
"Miz Johnson is talking about and then lead the Dallas cops to their lair." She winces. "Why did I have to say 'lair'? Probably just a few penny-ante gang bangers trying to make a buck in the Destroyers' old turf."
"Fine. Take along someone else - Force or Banshee or Falcon. Organize what you're going to do and go out there first thing in the morning." With that said, Kelso turns and stomps down the hallway to motivate the heroes.
"Fine, missy," the old lady says sadly. "Y'all don't want to help us, you can study on it and have your meetings. If any of us old folks is still alive ..."
"Hey, don't get mad on me, Miz Johnson," Raven says, patting the old woman's arm. "I can come out there this afternoon. Can you help me find those new kids?"
"See you this afternoon, honey, and we fix you up good," the woman says, smiling at the young heroine. Miz Johnson turns and leaves the offices, a broad smile on her lined face.
* * * * *
Later that same afternoon, against Kelso's orders, Raven stops her motorcycle outside Miz Johnson's home. It's in the Deep Ellum neighborhood of Dallas, a warehouse area three blocks east of downtown Dallas which is being renovated and turned into an upper-middle-class enclave. Further to the east, many residents are of low to mid-income levels and are people of color, striving to better themselves or their children's lives. They are being squeezed out of their homes by the developers. As happens in many poor neighborhoods, this area in transition is prey to criminals trying to improve their lot at the expense of both the newcomers and the long-time residents.
Miz Johnson lives in a neat little home with a faded and broken picket fence in the front yard. Raven parks her bike and locks it using technology just received from Robin. "Nobody can take this bike now!" she says, locking her helmet inside one of the saddle bags. Finished, she turns and scampers up the crumbling sidewalk to the front door.
"Well I declare, you DID come, child!" the old woman says after opening the door and spotting Raven. "Come in, come in! I want you to meet some friends!" As the black-clad heroine enters the small house, she spots a middle-aged Latina and several young Black and Latina women, and one white woman. She's introduced to the women, then offered a seat.
"Weah all having some nice lemonade, Miss Raven," Miz Johnson says as she ushers the woman to a chair. "Let me jist get you a glass now and we can tell you all about ourselves." The Dallas Dynamo tries to refuse the drink but the other women urge her to take some of Miz Johnson's excellent beverage - it's fresh-squeezed! After plopping into a wing chair, Raven leans forward to talk with the women when her hostess returns with a tall cold glass of lemonade. "Drink up, now, heah!"
Kate takes a sip and finds the drink IS refreshing. As Miz Johnson describes this 'Neighborhood Watch' group, Kate takes two long swigs of the drink. After several minutes and more swigs, Raven suddenly begins to lose interest in Johnson's lecture. For some reason, she can't focus on what the woman is saying (and her voice soooo boring!). A few minutes later she clumsily drops the glass onto the floor, spilling the liquid onto the carpet. She bends forward to retrieve the glass and has to rear back, holding one gloved hand before her eyes to stop the room from spinning around. At least that droning voice has stopped!
"You ... you drugged me!" Raven suddenly realizes, removing her hand from her face. She starts to rise to her feet when one of the younger women leaps up and slams the palm of her hand against the heroine's chin. The blow knocks Raven backward onto the chair where she slumps, legs spread wide, trying to focus her eyes on the room. All of the women are on their feet now and are in a semi-circle around the heroine. As she struggles to rise to her feet again, the young Latina lifts a baseball bat from its place beside the couch and whacks Raven's forehead with the wooden bat. There is a loud <CRACK> from the blow and Raven slumps back on the chair. Her eyes slowly close as unconsciousness sweeps over her.
* * * * *
Pain. Incredible pain! Raven slowly struggles back to consciousness. Her shoulders burn as if on fire. "Nnnhhh ... oooohhhh!" the woman moans as she slowly opens her eyes. At first, all is black. Then more of her surroundings resolve into what seems to be a basement. She can see the small windows looking out upon the lawn. There are posts to her left and right holding up the house. She slowly realizes that a rope, a nylon rope, is tied to each post and to her left and right ankles, spreading her legs, making it hard for her to stay on her feet.
Raven tries to move her legs and two things happen. First, although the nylon rope hums from being stretched, it doesn't break. Second, she starts to totter on her feet and this renews the pain stabbing her shoulders. "AAAOOOWWW!!" she cries out as the pain becomes almost unbearable.
Raven slowly raises her head and tries to see why her shoulders hurt so much. With infinite patience and care, she finally gets her head turned enough to see her arms chained to the wooden truss overhead. Her arms are pulled up so high that all of her weight is hanging from them, putting stress on her shoulders. After clearing her head of the pain, she also senses that her arms are tied behind her back, with something (probably more nylon rope) wrapped around her wrists and elbows. Each time she moves, her arms pull upward and wrench her shoulders.
The captive heroine begins to think about a way to escape this bondage when suddenly she hears footsteps. Moments later, six women stand before the heroine. Miz Johnson, Maria Lopez, the middle-aged Latina (holding a camcorder), Kanesha Williams and Loretta Hershey, two young Black women, Carmen Aguilar, a young Latina (holding a baseball bat), and Iris Holmes, a young white woman. "What ... what do you want?" Raven asks the women.
Maria holds up the camcorder and begins to photograph the bound woman. "Tell me your name, girl," the woman commands in an authoritative voice.
"Raven," the heroine replies. "But you know my name."
"I do, but I want others to know who you are," the Latina woman replies. Still shooting the black-clad woman, Lopez says, "And we hold your 'super woman' till you release our menfolk!" She then lists seven men and, when finished, stops the filming.
"I don't understand," Raven says.
"We gonna hold you till 'the Man' releases our men!" Carmen snarls. She steps forward and lashes out with the baseball bat, ramming the end into Raven's belly.
The blow isn't much but contact with the wooden bat, as well as the added strain on her shoulders as she staggers from the blow, makes Raven cry out, "AAAAIIIOOOOWWWWWW!! STTOOPPPP!!" as she bounces and struggles to remain on her feet without pulling her arms out of her shoulders. She totters on the verge of falling as the ropes around her ankles threaten to trip her.
"You see, child," the old Black woman explains in a soothing voice, "when you picked up those boys, you done wrong! My grandson Luwan - he a GOOD boy! He don't know what them others be doin'." The woman moves close to Raven and cups her chin in a gnarled old hand, trying to sooth the heroine's fears. "But Luwan, he don't get no bail!" Johnson whines, "I even ready to use my house to get him out of that jail but the judge, he say no bail. Same for Maria's sons, and the menfolk of these other women. Ain't none of our boys is really bad. Jest they be in the wrong place when you white super folks raid that house. No ma'am, I know my Luwan and he don't be doin' nothing wrong!"
Through pain-blurred eyes, Raven can see smug smiles on the faces of some of the younger women. Obviously, the two older women were conned into helping them free their men. And now Raven is trapped until the city releases some of the Destroyers. "What ... what will you do if the city won't release them?" Raven asks.
"Aw, don't you worry none, girl," Miz Johnson says. "I'm sure they'll set them free after we keep you a few days. We let you keep your mask on and we feed you. We's decent folk, we won't harm you or nothing. We knows y'all gots secrets to protect. But child, we jist wants our boys back!"
"We will take GOOD care of you, chica," Carmen says sardonically, patting the end of the bat in her hand. "Real good care!"
"That's enough for now," Johnson declares. She takes Lopez's hand in her own and the two older women head toward the steps. Iris and Loretta follow them but look back at Carmen and Kanesha, who move closer to Raven. "You two coming?" the old woman yells at the two by Raven.
"We just want to be sure she can't get away," Carmen yells, waving the bat at Johnson as if saying "go on, old fool, go on upstairs!" When Johnson and the other three women leave the basement and close the door at the top of the steps, Carmen looks down at the dark-haired captive and smiles.
"You can't get away from us if we bust you up real good!" she hisses at the heroine. When Raven shows no fear in her eyes, Carmen swings the bat in a short, vicious swipe that rubs the tip of the bat against Raven's jaw. Her head recoils from the blow and again, no real damage is done by the blow but contact with the wood and jerky movement straining her shoulders makes the heroine cry out.
"My man Cristof sure weren't no goody-goody," Kanesha says to the moaning heroine. "He a bad, bad, BAD boy! He make sure people pay up, else he and his boys rough they up. So I know he no saint. But the brother got all his money hid somewheres. He won't tell me where it is till he free. Same fo' Carmen, supergal. We needs our men out of jail so we can get they money. Well, so we can get they back at least!"
"An' I'm sure you remember my man Esteban," Carmen says, pulling Raven's head upwards by gripping her hair. "He's the chico who sold you to Intergang."
"Ooohhhh," Raven moans, her lips parted in a delicious 'o' and her eyes watering from the pain assaulting her body. Pain and remembrance of what Intergang did to her. They used magic to block her mutant skills and planned to sell her at a white slavery sale. Oh yes, Raven remembers Esteban!
"You know," Carmen says in a conspiratorial voice, "Esteban has a cousin
who visited us from time to time. Ramon used to hang with some hermanos
known as the Garza brothers. You remember them?"
Despite her predicament, the Dallas Dynamo shudders at the mention of the Garzas. Two evil brothers who were once members of another street gang, the Garzas had telepathic (Jesus) and telekinetic (Jose) powers when near each other. They tormented her several times and raped her more than once. The last time she saw them, they turned her over to the criminal genius MixMaster for experiments.(3) Kate didn't want anything to do with the Garzas until she had some way to defeat them.
"You may not remember Ramon but he remembers you," Carmen says in an evil voice. "He was with them when they captured you and turned you over to that Gringa scientist. He told me that too much sex makes you weak. Too much sex! How can a woman ever have too much sex?" After a long pause, Carmen slaps the heroine's cheek, then pulls her hand back and rubs it. Even if she's helplessly immobilized by severe bondage, Raven is still too powerful and invulnerable for these women to break.
"You don't answer me," Carmen finally says. "Kanesha and me are goin' to see how much sex it takes to break you. Get that bottle, girl!" The Black woman crosses the basement to a workbench and returns a moment later with the remnants of an old t-shirt and a small white bottle.
Raven's eyes grow as large as dinner platters. She suspects that the contents of the bottle are some kind of knockout potion. She can also see that the cloth is part of a cotton t-shirt! The fibers in the shirt will hurt painfully if put in contact with her bare skin! They will suck energy out of the little Trimblers in her blood system and drain her powers. She tries and fails to back away from Kanesha and the t-shirt.
A second later, Kanesha slops some juice onto the cloth and moves to place it over Raven's face. As soon as the cloth touches her skin, there is a loud <CRACKLE> and <SIZZLE> as the dirty white cloth leeches energy from the woman's body. Sparks make the cloth shake in Kanesha's hand and she almost drops it but Carmen puts one hand on the back of the Dallas Dynamo's head and jams the cloth against her mouth.
"MMMMMRRRREEEEEEEEEE!!" Raven squeals as her face begins to burn like it's on fire. Her eyes flare open as wide as possible and blink uncontrollably as sparks hit them. Raven bucks in her restraints as violently as she can. This just adds stress to her shoulders and makes her scream even more. The pain is so intense she blacks out a heartbeat later and sags downward, hanging from her tortured arms.
"Holy SHIT!" Carmen and Kanesha say at almost the same time as they release the heroine and the cloth and let both drop. Raven is obviously unconscious. "What happen here?" Kanesha asks her friend.
"I don't know," the Latina replies. "Maybe the chloroform did that?" The woman feels the exposed top of Raven's left breast and says, "Still a heartbeat. Must justa been a super heroine thing. Let's get her down from here. Ramon say she can be controlled if we keep her tied up. We gotta get her outta here! Those old bitches upstairs might release her before the city releases Ramon and Cristof. This way, we can bargain with them." The two gang molls work feverishly to untie Raven, freeing first her ankles, then releasing her from the overhead beam. They're about to untie her elbows and wrists when Raven moans and struggles weakly.
"No time to untie her," Carmen says. "Let's go!" The two woman lift the heroine by her ankles and shoulders and carry her out of the basement to a nearby car. After dumping Raven into the trunk, the two women drive away from Miz Johnson's nice little home. Twenty minutes later they arrive at Carmen's house where they unload the still-unconscious woman. She's carried into the house and, while Kanesha holds Raven upright, Carmen slowly begins to undress the heroine. First she removes the nylon ropes on her wrists and elbows. Then she removes the woman's gauntlet gloves.
A moan from Raven makes Kanesha hiss at Carmen, "Hurry up girl! She wakin' up!"
"Chill, girlfriend!" Carmen replies, dropping to her knees. She easily removes the heroine's boots, then rises and unhooks the woman's utility belt. All these garments are tossed into a corner of the room. Carmen next pokes and prods the front and back of the costume until she finds the hidden zipper which runs down the front of the costume. Even as Carmen slides the zipper down, Raven struggles to regain consciouness.
"HURRY. THE. FUCK. UP!" Kanesha yells. She can feel Raven moving in her arms and if she wakes up ...
Carmen finally gets the zipper opened and, with Kanesha's help, gets the catsuit off Kate's body. "No underwear! What a slut!" Carmen observes and they two women toss Kate onto the bed. They quickly tie her wrists and ankles to the legs of the bed, leaving Raven spreadeagled on the bed. For good measure, they also loop a rope around the heroine's neck and tie the ends to the legs on either side of the head of the bed.
Satisfied that the super heroine will not be able to break her bindings, the two women head into another room to get plan their torture of the woman.
* * * * *
"I'm sure you think she's important to the city, Mr. Kelso," Mayor Murphy says over the phone, "but we just can't release those gang members onto our populace. Imagine how that would affect our 'Get Tough On Crime' campaign!" Murphy also remembers that Raven was none-too-gentle with her at the award ceremony. All the mayor wanted was to let the lovely little black-clad woman know that she was 'interested'. The brash young girl had no right to be so ... so uppity about such a tender caress!
"We found her bike, Mayor Murphy," Kelso replies. "The women at the house where it was parked said she was there but they say she left to find other members of the gang. They say the new gang members must have captured her, somehow, but I don't quite buy it. She would have taken her bike with her if she went anywhere else. We've had no word from her since and she's been gone over twenty-four hours. Your police department won't help us - they say we should call for federal help, or call the Justice League."
"I am aware of all of that, Mr. Kelso," the mayor responds tartly. "We will not release members of the Deep Ellum Destroyers, nor will we divert our scare police resources to a manhunt for a woman who's supposed to be invulnerable and super strong. If she can't take care of herself, who can?" The phone clicks loudly when the woman hangs up before Kelso can reply.
"I've only got four other heroes here," he mutters under his breath. "How the Hell am I supposed to find her with just those four?"
* * * * *
Raven awakens in a bed in a darkened room. Her back burns - it feels like she's being eaten by fire ants! "There must be cotton sheets under me, somewhere!" She feels a soft, silky sheet under her so ... Her force field doesn't work when this close to plant fibers, as she learned at MixMaster's farmhouse. She squirms and struggles to ease the burning sensation but cannot stop the fire. The cotton sheets somewhere below her back are slowly draining her strength.
Several minutes pass as she listens to the sounds of the house and reaches out with her enhanced senses to study her situation. Her keener-than-normal vision easily reveals that she's now in some kind of small room, tied to what must be a bed. She can hear Carmen and Kanesha squabbling in another room. She's also aware that she's completely naked. "Time to get out of here!" she decides and begins to pull her hands toward her body, as if doing curls. "I don't know how quickly I can keep my strength, lying on these sheets!" She can hear the nylon rope stretching and straining from the power she's exerting on it but it's not enough to snap them. Her strength is fading too quickly!
Suddenly the door flies open, the overhead light turns on, and the two Destroyer women enter the room. "Oh, noooo," Kate sobs softly at the sight of her antagonizers. No time left for any escape! Then her eyes widen at the sight of a huge, dark-brown rubber dildo in Kanesha's hand. It must be eight inches long and maybe two or three inches thick!
"Still tied up!" Carmen says triumphantly. "Ramon said you'd be so weak from ropes that you couldn't get out of them! And now we take away your super powers by fuckin' your brains out! And if the city don't give us back Ramon and Cristof, maybe we kill you and grab some other costume." The thought that another hero might be subjected to this abuse makes Raven shudder.
"N-never gonna happen," Raven says, hoping to bluff her way out of this fix. "And these ropes won't hold me long, either!" With that, she again begins to pull her hands toward her body. This time the bed creaks from the powerful curl of her right arm. Then she realizes she shouldn't have pulled on the ropes. These two women don't know that nylon ropes don't affect her strength, only hemp ones! "Damnit!" she thinks. "Dumb, dumb, dumb!"
"Stop the bitch!" Kanesha yells and the two women leap upon the bed. The Black woman swings the dildo overhead and hammers Raven's face with it, snapping the woman's head sideways. Satisfied with the effect, the woman continues to smack the heroine's face, knocking her head first to the left, then to the right with a loud <THWACK> each time she stikes Raven's cheeks. Carmen meanwhile grabs the brunette's arm and tries to stop her from pulling her bondage loose.
"Stop hittin' the damn bitch and put that thing inside her!" Carmen yells. Kanesha finally hears her partner and stops beating Raven. The villainess slithers down Raven's belly and kneels between her legs, holding the obscene plastic log up where Raven can see it.
"You want this, bitch, hunh? This gonna make you hap-py?" Kanesha taunts. As Raven continues to struggle to free herself, Kanesha spits on the end of the dildo and smears the spittle around like a crude drop of K-Y Jelly©. At the same time, she forces two fingers past Raven's nether lips and begins to stroke the inside of the woman's love canal. Raven's struggles suddenly become more frantic as she realizes her fate. "Yeah, you like that, don'tcha girl!" the Black woman smiles. "Damn bitch be wet already! We don't haveta ax her if she want it! You know she want this!"
"Nnnooo ... stop ... don't ... you can't" the captive crimefighter begs in a weak voice. "Ooooohhhhhh," she says as a tiny wave of pleasure forms in her crotch and ripples up through her body.
"Shut up, cunt! You can't be telling us what we can or can't do! You our BITCH now!"
"OOOOHHHHHH!" Raven moans when Kanesha forces the first inch of the stiff wide rubber tool into her body. The nubbins on either side of the dark rod rub harshly against the fleshy walls of her vagina and the sensation makes her hips rise slightly off the bed. She moans from deep inside her throat as her altered libido begins to pleasure her body and assault her mind. "NNNOOOOOOOO!!" she begs when Kanesha begins to slowly turn the dildo while she presses it into the heroine, maximizing the erotic affect of the tool.
As Raven's efforts to escape stop, Carmen no longer has to fight to keep the woman's arm from breaking its restraint. As Raven's arm falls limply onto the bed, the Latina rises onto the bed and crouches over the Dallas Dynamo's arm, pinning it to the bed by sitting on it. Then she leans forward and wraps her lips around the Dallas Dynamo's right breast. "OOooohhh!" Raven moans at the sudden shock of another's lips on this now-highly-sensitive erogenous zone. "MMMMNNNHHHH!" she gasps when Carmen nibbles the blood-engorged nub at the end of the breast. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" she cries as Kanesha slides up and begins to lavish attention on her left breast even as she continues to force the dildo into the super woman.
"Oooohhh ... puh-please ... don'tttaaaaaahhhhhh ... don't dooooooommmnnnhhhh thisssss!" the black-haired captive manages to say as her raging arousal overwhelms her logical mind. Carmen drags the long fingernails of her right hand up Raven's right side from below her waist even as she caresses the back of the woman's head with her left hand. While Raven continues to bleat and moan from the attention, the short villainess pulls her lips off Raven's breast with a loud, slurpy sound and presses her lips against Raven's. The surprised heroine suddenly feels the other woman's tongue pressing against her lips. Raven wants to resist but just then Kanesha bites the heroine's left nipple (HARD) and twists the knobby dildo, making Kate open her mouth to moan. At that instant, Carmen's tongue slips into Raven's mouth and the heroine is overwhelmed by the rape by the two gangsta women. "OOOOOOHHHHHHH NNNNOOOOOO <MMMPPPGGGHHHH>!!" she begs around Carmen's invading tongue.
Suddenly Kate begins to feel the first orgasm starting within her loins. With lightning speed, she feels its energy cascading through her body and making every nerve ending tingle. In seconds her mind explodes from the powerful orgasm, so powerful that it makes her belly shudder and her toes curl. But even before the orgasm can subside, Kanesha pulls the dildo slightly out of Raven's body and then shoves it back in - HARD, and a second, more powerful climax occurs. "OoohhHHHH GGGGOOOODDDDDSSSS!! IIII'MMMMMM <MMMPPGGGGHHH> CCCUUUMMMMIIIINNNGGGGG!!" the bound woman says when Carmen's tongue lets her speak.
Kanesha can sense that Raven is cumming - she can see the love juices sliding out of the woman! Grinning evilly, the talented villainess begins to focus her attentions on the dildo and Kate's crotch as Carmen swarms over the woman's face and upper body with a feverish intensity. Raven mewls helplessly as Kanesha TWISTS and RAMS the dildo into her pussy, firing off another powerful climax. And even as Raven's body weakens from the sexual predations of the two gangsta women, her body begins to give off pheromones - powerful pheromones which affect even these jadded cunts. A ragged sigh escapes the super heroine's lips - this new ability to orgasm swiftly and easily now and to produce powerful pheromones is entirely due to the gases she encountered in MixMaster's farmhouse.
Kanesha is the first to succumb to the intoxicating aroma wafting upward from between Raven's thighs. The Black woman drops nearer to Raven and releases the dildo so she can use her hands to pull aside the climaxing heroine's nether lips. Kanesha then begins to hungrily glide her tongue around inside the woman, using her tongue to tease Raven's engorged clit. "Mmmmmmhhhh ... <slurp> ... ahhhh ... DAMN you taste goooood, girl!" Kanesha says as she flicks her tongue over Raven's love bud. Her lip-smacking gets louder as the woman hungrily sucks Kate's juices and teases the clit to make the woman cum again.
When the sweet heady scent of Kate's pheromones reaches Carmen, that woman suddenly pulls her mouth off Kate's and looks down at Kanesha. "What you got there?" the Latina asks, curious about the Black's energetic cunnilingus. When Kanesha doesn't reply, and as the pheromones stir her passions, Carmen turns away from Raven's upper body and moves toward her crotch. She tries to push Kanesha away but the other woman angrily shoves back and knocks Carmen off the bed. She lands on the floor, on her ass, with a loud thud.
"You did NOT just do that to ME!!" Carmen snarls, getting off her butt. She leaps at the bed and hits Kanesha on her shoulder and the two women bounce off the bed. Bits of saliva and cum spill from Kanesha's mouth as her head whips around. As the gangsta girls roll around on the floor, Carmen fails to see the blank stare in the Black's eyes. Kanesha's only interested in returning to Raven's crotch for more of that woman's delicious nectar. In fact, as she battles the Latina, the Black woman hungrily licks Raven's cum from around her mouth. Carmen is not yet ensnared by the pheromones but she is royally pissed at Kanesha. After a few seconds on the floor, Carmen manages to slug Kanesha on her jaw. The woman rocks backward and her head hits the wall hard. She slumps downward, unconscious.
Carmen quickly gets to her feet and takes Kanesha's place between Raven's knees. Just like her partner, Carmen quickly begins to suck and nibble inside the heroine's nether lips, savoring the sweet taste and aroma of the heroine's cum and pheromones. All this attention helps bring Raven to more orgasms and the creation of more cum for the gangsta woman. Soon Carmen is as enthralled by Raven's enhanced cum and pheromones as was Kanesha. Her eyes are dilated and her motions are mechanical as she sucks and slurps. Drool falls from the sides of her mouth on Raven's thighs and the bed but the woman pauses to lick whatever she's spilled.
Suddenly Carmen's head is yanked backward. Kanesha has a firm hold on the Latina's long black hair and easily pulls the woman off the back. Once again Carmen lands on her ass with a loud thud. This time, Kanesha follows up her move by kicking Carmen's face. Her sneaker-covered foot cracks hard on the woman's jaw and drives HER head backward into the wall. Now the Latina slumps unconscious, belly-down, on the floor. Like a robot, Kanesha turns back to the bed and Raven's crotch.
Raven is unaware of the effect her enhanced pheromones are having on these women. She lost consciousness several minutes ago. Even so, her body shudders and she moans softly as Kanesha brings her again and again to climax.
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Some time later, Raven slowly regains consciousness. She's still tied to the bed and her body aches from her torment by the two women. Her back still burns from near-contact for several hours with cotton sheets and her body feels limp from all the energy she expended having orgasms, one after another. She can see that it is daylight but she can't hear anything of her two tormentors. "Oooohhhhh ... what did ... nnnnhhh ... did they doooo to meeeee?" she asks herself. She then notices a thick, musky scent in the air. "Is that me?" she wonders. "Whatever it is, it smells really nice." She inhales more and more of the scent, hungrily, and each breath seems as if it helps her recover from her aches and pains. After several minutes of deep breathing, she actually feels better!
Slowly at first, then with increasing effort, Raven begins to do a curl with her right arm. She can hear the nylon rope beginning to stretch, then she hears the wooden leg (to which the rope is tied) begin to groan. Still too weak from those damned cotton sheets beneath her! Suddenly there is a loud <CRACK> and her right arm flies across her body, banging her large breasts. The bed topples sideways, unable to stand upright on just three legs.
Raven leans to her left as far as she can and grabs her left forearm in her right hand. Slowly, then harder and harder she pulls her left arm in a curl (assisted by her right arm) and in a moment, the bed drops again as another wooden leg snaps off and frees her left arm. Her neck is also freed as the rope looped around her neck and tied to the two legs now hangs loosely over the edge of the bed. Kate quickly sits up and begins to untie the ropes around her ankles.
Raven gasps at the sight of the two gangsta women lying on the floor beyond the foot of the bed. She doesn't know why they're unconscious, but this is her best chance to escape so she can't waste time thinking about them. As the last knot opens, Kanesha begins to slowly awaken. Her eyes are still glassy and drool stains her chocolate-colored cheeks. "Unnnhh ... whu-what you doin'?" she asks in a thick-tongued voice. She also nudges Carmen with her elbow. "Get up, Carmen," the woman says. "Super gal be gettin' away!"
Carmen, lying on her belly, slowly begins to rise to hands and knees even as Kanesha scrambles up off the floor. At the same time, Raven steps off the bed and her fist meets the rising woman's jaw. There is a loud <THWACK> and although the woman's head snaps backward, she isn't decked by the powerful blow. Kate stares at the Black woman for a second. Kanesha recovers first and hammers the heroine's belly with a powerful punch. A punch that doubles up the Dallas Dynamo! "What the Hell?" Raven asks in shock.
"You ain't so super super, is you?" Kanesha taunts. She hurls another punch at Raven that connects with the woman's jaw and spins her head sideways. Raven sees stars and has to shake her head. She recovers just as the taller Black woman starts to bring her knee up to hit the heroine's pussy. Raven quickly sidesteps the kick and slips her hand beneath the woman's thigh, lifting the woman's leg still higher into the air. Kanesha overbalances and falls backward, hitting her shoulders and head against the wall behind her.
Kate releases the woman's thigh, steps forward, half-turns, and hammers the woman's neck with an elbow. As Kanesha begins to choke on the hit, Raven makes a combination series of open-hand strikes against Kanesha's belly and face until the woman sags down the wall onto her butt, unconscious. Kate begins to back away from Kanesha when she's thrown backward onto the bed. "Carmen!" she suddenly realizes.
Before Kate can react to the surprise move, Carmen leaps at her, arms outstretched and screaming hysterically. Kate reacts instinctively and lifts her leg upward, planting her foot against Carmen's body just below her breasts. Kate extends her leg and lifts the woman upward. When she extends her leg, the firery Latina flies away from the bed and her body slams against the wall where her head makes a loud <THUD> against the plaster. With a fluid-like motion, Kate follows Carmen and even as the woman's head bounces away from the wall, the palm of Kate's right hand hits the woman's nose. Again she rocks into the wall with a pronounced <THUD> and this time the woman slowly slides down the wall to sit at its base. The Latina looks dully at Kate, then her chin drops onto her chest and her eyes close as she slips into unconsciousness.
Kate takes the next ten minutes to tie the two women together with the same ropes which held her captive. Once they are secure, she washes herself and dons her black costume once more, ready for anything that might happen. The two women continue to lie on the floor, unconscious, so Raven calls the Dallas P.D. and Kelso, informing them of her situation and where she's been.
As she sits on the bed waiting for the P.D. to arrive, she hears a door suddenly open. A few seconds later, Miz Johnson clumps down the hall and looks into the bedroom. All she can see are the two young women lying bound and unconscious on the floor. "Good Lord above us, baby girl, what happened to you?" she asks as she starts to untie Kanesha. "You shoulda done left that super gal with us, child. Ain't no way she get away from ME like she done did to you!"
"I didn't think you were as bad as that, Miz Johnson," Raven says from behind the bedroom door. The old woman starts to rise and move toward the door but the black-haired heroine easily blocks the escape route. "Uh, uh, uh!" she says, shaking her finger at the old woman as her hand moves toward her purse. "Let's not see what surprises you're carrying. Let's save those for the police, shall we?"
Elizabeth Johnson looks up at the black-clad heroine, then down at the two defeated gangsta women. With a loud sigh, the old woman rises and steps backward to sit on the edge of the bed. "Tsk, tsk, tsk," she says to herself, shaking her head sideways. "You done foxed us all, girl," she says at Raven. Several sirens can be heard approaching the house as Raven looks down at her captives, crosses her arms beneath her breast, and smiles.
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"I managed to get a worm on her laptop computer," the shrouded person at the end of the conference table says to the two others at the table. All are members of Intergang's Dallas office - operating alone since Supergirl brought down the main Intergang ruling council.(4) "I've been reading her e-mails and her web surfing."
"Anything interesting, Number One?" a second hooded figure asks.
"Not so far, Number Three. At least, nothing from the Batman or Robin that would help Raven link us to MixMaster or the Foundation."
"So we don't take her out?"
"No, Number Two, we don't. She may still be useful to us. As long as she doesn't connect me with MixMaster, I'm safe. As long as she's not going after our operations, we're safe. So she's safe.
"For now!"
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(1) Missions of Supergirl #35 <return to the story>
(2) Raven Strike #2 <return to the story>
(3) Super Heroes Foundation #7 <return to the story>
(1) Missions of Supergirl #36 <return to the story>