By Torrent

Author notes – This story and all subsequent stories involving these

heroines, are of a graphic sexual nature, including various forms of

rape and torture. These are the stories that have come from my mind

and I have created for my amusement and hopefully your enjoyment. The

stories in no way represent any sort of condoning of violence or rape,

and is written mainly for adult entertainment.

Any constructive feedback would be appreciated – sll4@comcast.net

So what has happened previously – Karen, also known as Psi, had decided

to become a heroine in order to stop the serial murderer known as

Tabula. Liberty and Silence attempted to stop him, but actually ended

up butting heads and were captured by the killer, Psi rushed to their

rescue and together the three overcame the villain. Giving Silence the

idea of forming a team ---

*****

Silence smiled at Karen who walked beside her, feeling nervous and out of place,

she kept glancing furtively at the pretty half Asian girl. Silence, for her part, seemed to

be enjoying her companions discomfort as they walked towards the restaurant.

“I don’t see why you invited me.” Karen stammered, breaking the silence.

“Because, you’re Psi.” Silence responded simply. She was dressed in

comfortable clothes, a tight pair of jeans and a tight sweater that highlighted her ample

breasts; passerbys would turn their heads to look at the half Asian, sometimes stumbling

as they passed. Silence seemed to not notice.

Psi, by contrast, was dressed in simple blouse, and a pair of jeans, feeling plain

next to Silence, she spent her time shutting out the various perverse thoughts directed at

Silence. “Well, okay, but lets face it I’m not a heroine, not like you,” adding as an

afterthought, “or Liberty.”

Silence laughed at the words, and then shook her head, she cast a glance at one of

the men who was staring at her chest, his eyes flicked to meet hers hopefully, but seeing

the look in her eyes, he quickly flinched away.

“And it’s not fair, that you know my name and I don’t know yours.” Psi

complained, still unsure how she had been tracked down so easily.

“You can’t just … get mine?” she asked her seriously, Silence tapped the side of

her head meaningfully.

“I could but it would be rude.” Psi responded, feeling a bit offended at Silence’s

suggestion.

“Well try.” Silence turned her head to look at her, “You have my permission.”

“Alright,” Psi answered reluctantly, concentrating on Silence she entered into her

thoughts, slipping into her unprotected mind easily, “You’re name is Kiomi Tetawara,

your parents are amongst the social elite, all your life you have tried to remain invisible,

but you think your parents do-“

“Stop,” Silence broke through Karen’s thoughts, breaking the monotone voice she

had been speaking in, for a moment, she thought she saw a bit of a haunted look in the

darker girls eyes. “You’ll have to show me how to protect from that.”

Holding out her hand, Kiomi smiled at her, the look disappearing behind a mask

of stoicism, “Hello Karen, I’m Kiomi,”

Karen awkwardly held out her hand and took Kiomi’s firm grip, causing her to

wince slightly, “Nice ngghhh… to meet you.”

Pulling her hand free, Karen caressed it, working the slight pain from the

handshake from it. “Now, will you tell me what we’re doing here?”

Kiomi opened the door to the restaurant, and stepped inside, “Going to meet a few

friends, I had a brainstorm the other night and ---“

Kiomi’s words were cut off when a pretty blonde in a short skirt and a loose

blouse wrapped her arms around her and hugged her tightly. “Hey!! You guys are late!”

Karen easily recognized Liberty, who was currently squeezing Kiomi tightly in her strong

grip.

“Put me down!” Kiomi commanded in a dark voice, she was immediately

dropped,

Liberty frowning at the voice, when she spied Karen, and immediately swept her

up into her arms holding her lightly, “I see our friend here roped you into coming too.

You can call me Lisa.” She added dropping Karen to stand on her own again.

Karen rubbed her bruised ribs, again wondering at the power of these two girls,

she started tentatively talking with Lisa, making small talk to get to know her as Silence

spoke quietly with the Host, who led them to their table.

“Two more will be joining us,” Kiomi told the host as he left their table.

Lisa looked towards Kiomi, ‘So why did you call us all here anyways? I hope

you’re still not sore about me knocking you out like that.” Color crept up Lisa’s cheek at

the memory of the fight almost gone wrong.

Kiomi’s eyes narrowed at the memory but shook her head, “When the other two

get here. Have you two gotten to know each other?”

Karen found herself liking Lisa, though the girl seemed a bit full of herself, she

was generally sincere, likeable and honest. Qualities she found lacking in Kiomi’s

reserved and constantly studious eyes.

“Hello.” A quiet voice said behind her, followed by a bubblier “Hi!”

Turning her head, Karen spied out two other girls, each looking like diametric

opposites but, as she read their briefest of thoughts before pulling back, the closest of

friends.

Kiomi smiled at the two new arrivals, “Amber” indicating the bubbly red head,

and “Tara” indicating the thin silvery hair girl, “I’d like you two to meet Lisa and Karen.

Karen and Lisa, Amber and Tara.” She spread the introductions around.

Tara glanced at each of them distrustfully, Kiomi the only one who didn’t

immediately receive a look of distrust. Tara was thin, with a fragile look to her face and

whip cord thin body; she wore a loose fitting shirt, and loose jeans. She was pale; her

skin was almost alabaster, though it was the smoothest skin Karen had ever seen. Her

silvery white hair fell around her shoulders, framing her face, and seeming to hide it from

prying eyes. Tara’s eyes caught her attention, a dull red that contrasted with her alabaster

skin sharply.

Amber, by contrast, was bubbly, full of energy; her long red wavy red hair fell to

the middle of her back, a lush body she took small pains to hide, though at the same time

keeping it carefully hidden. Where Tara was thin, Amber was lush, soft, and curvy. She

dressed sensibly, but she could not hide her amazing figure.

Karen looked back and forth between the two; the intensity of the emotions

between them almost hurt her head, there was a bond that was almost tangible between

them. Tara glanced sharply at her, her eyes narrowing, and Karen realized that she had

been staring at Amber; the wave of jealous distrust flooded her from Tara, until she

turned her eyes away.

Amber smiled at Kiomi and Lisa, “It’s great to see you two again! Tara and I

were just talking about how nice it would be to get together again and then you called us!

Is that crazy or what?”

Tara smiled, an action that seemed to light up her face, “To be honest, it was more

Amber’s idea then mine, but I won’t complain. Though I am curious why you would ask

us here.”

Kiomi smiled and then looked up, “I think the salmon here is particularly good.”

Karen felt like strangling her.

*****

Several hours later, the group of girls sat quietly in Kiomi’s side of the house.

Tara looked at Kiomi, “So why should we form a team?”

Kiomi glanced at Lisa, “Well, our last encounter was a close one, and I think it

could’ve been made easier, or had gone better if we had communicated a bit.”

Amber nodded enthusiastically, “Oh I definitely think that this would be a good

idea, I mean me and Tara are always working together, I think it would be great to have

everyone one of us join in.” Karen got the feeling that Amber would agree to almost

anything involving working together, the girl genuinely loving the company of others

another contrast to Tara who cast her a hurt look that only Karen noticed.

Tara pointed at Karen, ‘And who is she? I don’t know her,” a mental voice in

Karen’s head repeated the words that Tara didn’t speak, - and she keeps looking at

Amber – adding more accusations to Tara’s tone.

Kiomi pursed her lips, “I think that’s a good idea Tara, I think introductions are a

good idea, introductions to our other personalities.”

Tara leaned back and nodded briskly, “alright I’ll bite.”

Shortly, each of the introductions were made, from Kiomi’s reserved introduction

which opened the introductions, to Lisa history of her predecessors and how she had

changed how they had operated and how much more popular she had become, to Karen’s

awkward telling of her past and how she had decided to become a heroine herself.

Tara, also known as Frost, she and Amber, known as Ember had discovered their

powers at the same time, the details of this were hidden, and they did not offer it up for

conversation. Frost had the power to form and control ice, whereas Ember had the power

to control and create fire, further highlighting the differences between them.

Oddly, the pair’s power did not cancel the others out; both had been in the heroine

business for many years now and had been quite successful at it.

Kiomi listened politely, and after the introductions were made she spoke again,

“Look, what I would like is that each of us spend the weekend here, get to know each

other and decide at the end of the weekend what would be best for each of us.” She

smiled at Tara and then continued, “I’d like for us to get to know each other, tell stories

of our past adventures and generally share.” Karen fidgeted again, she had no stories to

tell.

“Can we all agree on that?”

Lisa and Amber both said simultaneously, “OOO! A sleep over!” Tara never

stood a chance to protest.

*****

The girls sat around a circle having spent Saturday together, talking and exploring

the various wonders of Kiomi’s mansion, they had proved to be quite a headache for the

poor staff. Karen could not help but feel caught up in the excitement of it, though Tara

and Kiomi always seemed a bit apart from it, arguing often, though often caught in quiet

communication their heads pressed closed to each other.

Amber, Karen found was a vivacious girl, with a cleverness that was often

overshadowed by her more outspoken yet sullen and intelligent friend. The two had been

friends for longer then either of them could remember, while Amber was open Tara was

reserved, and quiet. Amber’s thoughts, were easily readable, Tara’s hidden and carefully

guarded to just a casual viewing.

After a take out dinner of Chinese the five girls had sat around watching movies

before they got ready for bed, gathering, in the room Kiomi had prepared for the group.

Kiomi was dressed in flowing silky gown that augmented her stark beauty sitting

quietly waiting for the others to join her at the circle she had set up. She had always

seemed slightly uncomfortable with her body, ashamed of it but had never been afraid to

show it off.

Amber and Tara entered next, Amber was in a short two piece camisole with silky

boxers, her curves were barely restrained in the tight fitting material, it clung to her to her

like a second skin across her large breasts, a simple stretch upwards revealed the soft

under swells of her breasts. Her nipples were also easily shown through the slight

material, perky and hard.

Tara wore a simple silken nighty, light blue; she sat quietly with the other two,

her hand resting on her friend’s back. Her slight body hidden beneath the clinging silk,

her eyes kept wandering over to Amber’s slightly bare back and the soft rising curve of

her rear. Tara had an exotic, fragile beauty to her, with her silvery hair, and red eyes,

Karen couldn’t help but feel a slight protectiveness towards her.

Karen appeared in her cotton night shirt, it hung to just below her thighs, just

barely hiding her panties, as she sat down amongst her new found friends, though casting

awkward glances towards Amber and Kiomi whose beauty overshadowed her. Feeling,

small and insignificant compared to even Tara whose slender body went well with her

fragile looks..

Liberty was dressed in a tight spandex sport bra and shorts, her muscles standing

out on her body, Karen was surprised at how toned the girl was. Her breasts not overly

large like Kiomi’s, they fitted her body well, though she had to admit that the girls best

looking feature were her long legs, coltish and strong, she noticed that the tights the girl

normally wore did not obscure their pale beauty.

“So…” Kiomi started, “Tara and I thought it would be a good idea if we all

exchanged some stories, about some of the adventures we had, or perhaps misadventures.

To help us get to know each other a bit more.” Tara cast a quick look at Kiomi which

was casually ignored by the stoic girl; Karen realized that Tara had not suggested it at all,

but that Kiomi was essentially setting Tara up as a secondary, to draw her into the idea of

a team in a manner that would appeal to strong headed girl.

“Lisa, why don’t you go first?” All eyes turned towards the blonde, who smiled

broadly at the attention.

“Well, this one time there was a woman named Razor…” Karen heard Tara take

in a sharp breath as Lisa continued with her tale.

Continued in … Tales of the Heroine – Liberty