The Further Perils of Wonder Babe
By Boomer
It was an easy task to lure the Super-Heroine
into my trap, so when she finally arrived, I was fully prepared. She sneaked
into the building, trying to be very cautious, looking in every direction,
searching for any cameras or listening devices. However, I had cleverly hidden
them all, so they were undetectable. Wonder Babe was delectable in that skin
tight bustier, and star spangled thong. Her high heel red boots proved to be a
disadvantage, when she started down the long wooden stairway, because they slipped
from under her, as the steps tilted into a long ramp, leading to the floor
below.
“WHOOOAAA!!” She yelled out, as her rump hit the
ramp, and she slid down, almost in slow motion with her arms flailing in the
air trying to grasp onto the railing, which unfortunately had disappeared.
Those beautiful blue eyes opened wide, in recognition of her impending peril.
“HHEELLLPPP!! It must have seemed forever until she reached the bottom, not
knowing what danger awaited her, so when she finally sprawled onto the floor,
the Super-Heroine lay there for a long moment expecting something to happen.
I sat with amusement watching the confusion on
Wonder Babe's face, when nothing occurred. “Now get up, my dear.” I said to
myself in anticipation of the next event. She carefully rose to one knee, and
then slowly pushed her magnificent figure until it stood erect.
“OK, whoever you are, come out , so I can see
you.” Cautiously moving forward, Wonder Babe had no idea what awaited her,
until a heavy, rope net fell from the ceiling engulfing her whole form.
“AAHHHHH...what's this?” She tried in vain to lift her arms in order to remove
the netting, but for some strange reason was unable to do so. “This net seems
to be so heavy.” The Super-Heroine tried to lift her legs, but they too, found
it impossible, so she turned slowly in place, trying to find a method of
escape, but only managed to trip on strands of the net. Her body fell onto the
floor, where she rolled, which simply entangled her more. “OH..HERA HELP
MEEE!!!"
It was time to make my appearance, so the soft
fluffy pad was soaked with chloroform, and I opened the panel, crossed the
floor to where my now helpless captive, Wonder Babe, lay. “Hello, I'm so glad
to meet you again.”
Her eyes looked upon my visage, trying to
recollect where we had met. “Who are you, and why have you done this?” She then
spied the pad in my hand, and fear struck those beautiful blues. “Nooo...don't
do that!” Her body tried to roll away, but it was of course futile. And Then
her head tried to avoid the pad, but it's attempt was also in vain.
I held the pad inches from her nose, to let her
nostrils experience the aroma. “You recognize the smell?” My enjoyment
intensified, as the panic arose in the captive Wonder Babe's seductive body.
She became almost stiff as a board, when I finally pressed the pad over her
mouth, but leaving her nose uncovered. “Why not just breathe it in, my dear.
You can't avoid the inevitable.” I chuckled. “By the way, they call me the
Collector, and my purpose is to add you to my collection.”
Her eyes turned from fear to pleading.
“Mmmmmffff.” The muffled protest ebbed, as she relented, and started to
breathe. It was obvious that the valiant Super-Heroine understood, that I had
defeated her. Those mammoth breasts rose and fell rhythmically, inhaling the
potent knock out vapors. Soon the beautiful blue pupils slid back in her head,
and the long black eyelashes fluttered in one last attempt to fight off the
effects of the chloroform. Eventually, even Wonder Babe succumbed, and her eyes
slowly, and reluctantly closed.
I found it rather stimulating, unwrapping Wonder
Babes seductive body from the special net, and seeing the gorgeous limp figure
lay there with arms out stretched as if begging me to hug her. She flopped
about aimlessly, as I lifted her into a cradle carry, her head dangling back
with that long wavy raven hair falling loosely towards the floor. One arm was
folded over her mid section while the other bounced limply in the air, and
those long shapely legs were draped over my arm. I carried the helpless
Super-Heroine into the dungeon room, laying the sexy woman in front of the
rack.
“Hhhmmmmm.” She moaned softly, as I lifted one of
her arms, dangling the weight of her body, in order to strap the wrist to a
section of the rack. Then lifting the other arm, I affixed that wrist to
another part of the wooden frame. Her lovely faced tilted forward, peering down
at the floor. “Ooohhhhh.” She stirred, trying to move her arms.
It became necessary to do two things. First, the
magic power belt was removed, so her Super-Human strength would be diminished,
and then I re soaked the pad with more chloroform. Her whole body weight was
hanging by her wrists, when I grabbed her hair to lift that angelic face
towards mine. She looked at me with a dazed expression, unaware of what I was
about to do, so when I applied the pad over her nose, there was no reaction.
Just the regular movement of those mammoth breasts, as they pulled the vapors
into her lungs. It wasn't long before she once again hung limply by her wrists
with no further movement. Lifting her slim waist, I wrapped a strap around it,
securing her to the frame. After attaching each ankle, I stood back to admire
the beauty of the vulnerable Wonder Babe, whose figure draped forward from the
waist. “I'll have to fix that.”
“Ohhh..where..am I?” Wonder Babe's forehead now
had a strap across it, and attached to the frame, preventing any movement. She
saw me come into her view, and a sneer appeared on her luscious lips. “Who are
you?”
“I thought I told you. I am the Collector.” My
laughter annoyed her.
“What is your real name, not some stupid nick
name?” She strained against the straps.
“I'm Doctor Roger Peterson, recently of the
Gregory Mental Institution.” I explained, removing a syringe from its green
case, and filling it with the liquid from a small vial. “I was a patient there
for five years, but was recently released.” After filling the syringe, I
approached the wary Super-Heroine.
“What are you going to do?” Her body tensed, as
she tried to twist her wrist from the straps. “What's in that syringe?”
“Just something to relax you.” I rubbed some
alcohol on her arm, before raising the needle to the spot. “Don't be afraid.
You'll only feel a pinch, and then nothing.”
Wonder Babe watched me carefully. “NO..DON”T..DO
THAT!” She seemed terribly afraid for a Super-Heroine, but I suppose, it was
the fear of the unknown. “Oww.” There was a slight prick, and in a few moments
the woman felt her toes tingle. “What have you done to me?” The tingling
sensation rose up her legs, through her torso, her mammoth breasts, and into
her neck. “I c..can't..feel anything. You've para....” There was no further
sound from the Heroine, as she hung from the rack staring straight ahead.
“Now Wonder Babe, tell me who you are.” I
demanded an answer from the pliable brain of the drugged Heroine.
“I am known as Princess Perilous, on my home
planet.” Her voice droned on in a monotone.
“I thought your identity was Darlene Winters, and
you were an executive with a large company.” The revelation was a shock to me.
“Many different names are used all around the
world, But I am really Helene Jupiter, Princess Perilous.” She started to tense
her muscles in defiance, as the drug started to lose its influence on the Super
Heroine.
“She is resisting the drug, so I can give her
more, or just put her to sleep.” Thinking of all the consequences, I decided to
merely send her to dreamland. Filling another syringe, I inserted the needle
into a vein, and watched the muscles relax, and her shapely body go limp within
the restraints, as her eyes rolled around, until finally closed. Then I
unzipped her boots, pulling them off to reveal two delicate ankles encased in
the flesh colored panty hose. I am particularly stimulated by the fondling of
extremely attractive and delicate feet.
The next time the Super-Heroine awoke, I had
placed her in a bedroom setting, with an adjoining bathroom. Her bustier, and
thong had been removed, leaving only her pantyhose. “Ohhhh...my..mind..is a bit
confused. What is happening?” She was quickly aware that she was not restained
in any way, so, when the cobwebs finally cleared, she dangled her comely legs
over the edge of the bed, as she sat upright.
“Hello Wonder Babe. As you have no doubt by now
noticed, I have removed your costume. Unfortunately I didn't know that you wore
no bra, or I would have spared you that slight embarrassment. There is a
bathroom with a large shower, that you can avail yourself. After taking
advantage of that, you can find appropriate attire in the closet.” Watching her
scan the room for traps, and surveillance devices amused me.
“After my shower, then what?” She stood a little
shakily at the side of the bed. “When do I meet you?” Unsteadily crossing the
room, Wonder Babe peered into the closet, admired several pieces of clothing,
and then entered the bathroom, where she completely disrobed.
I then waited for the shower to be turned on, and
saw the magnificent, curvy figure enter the stall. “I hope things are to your
liking.”
She was a bit unnerved by my voice coming from
above her naked form, and dropped the soap. When she bent over to pick it up, I
commented. “Leave that, you won't need that soap.” Suddenly the water shut off,
the stall doors closed tight and latched.
“What is happening?” She asked with a suspicious
voice, and then tried opening the doors with no success. “Let me out of here.”
“In time my dear, in time.” It was interesting to
notice her reaction to the gas emanating from the drain, the overflow, and the
shower head. Immediately recognizing the danger, Wonder Babe pounded on the
doors, in an effort to either dislodge them off their track, of to break the
class, but to no avail. “I can assure you, that there is no escape.”
“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!” She shouted, as
the panic rose in her, and then feeling the fumes entering through her
nostrils, Wonder Babe, made a vain effort to hold her breath. “No good, getting
weak.” Holding her throat, trying to somehow prevent the vapors from entering,
she staggered around the stall, bumping into the sides. “C..can't..let..him
beat me again.” No sooner did she utter that defiant claim, when her legs lost
their resilience, sending the Heroine to her knees. “This is not good.”
I sat smiling at the monitor, observing the gas
fill the space, making it difficult to see my captive's travails. “How're you
doing, my dear?”
Her voice cracked, and sounded desperate.
“You..c..can't..get..awaaa...wid...dish.” there was a pause, and then a thud
against the door. “Uhhhhh...I'lll..nooooo..helllppppp.” Then a long silence,
before the soft long sigh signaled defeat.
Upon opening the door, I found the figure of
Wonder Babe curled up, with her firm round naked breasts moving slowly up and
down. “There will be one more test my dear.” Lifting the fantastic beauty from
outer space, in my arms, I carried her into the bedroom, laid the incredulously
shaped female figure on the soft warm bed, and then arranged her costume on a
nearby chair.
Less than an hour passed, when the Super-Heroine
moaned, and rolled over onto her side. “I..have to escape this mad man.” She
thought to herself, as her head began to clear. A few feet away, she spotted
the magic power belt laying on the chair with the rest of the costume. “What
kind of trick is he playing now?” Slowly the woman slid off the bed, went over
to the chair and started to dress.
“I like this part.” Watching Wonder Babe put the
clothes on was nearly as stimulating as taking them off, so I sat there
patiently waiting for the moment I planned. It was fun, when she had dressed
entirely except for the wide white power belt, and then wrapped it around that
slender waist. Her expression was exquisite, as the Heroine realized her
strength had not returned. I waited for a moment, before activating the charge.
She tried to rip off the fake belt in a gesture of disgust, but it wouldn't
budge.
“This isn't funny buster.” Looking around the
room for a camera, Wonder Babe's face became angry, until the small electric
charge was activated in the belt. “OOWWW..what was that?” She bent over
slightly from the jolt. “Hey, don't do thaAAAAAGGHHH!!” A larger charge sent
the Super Heroine to one knee. “STOP THAT.” Her face was contorted with pain,
while trying to stand erect once more. “AARRGGHHHH!!” One more heavy jolt, bent
Wonder Babe at the waist, and she slumped forward onto the carpet, twitching
for a moment. After I released the button, her legs spread out, her arms
relaxed, and she went totally limp.
Wonder Babe awoke on the floor, with her costume
intact, and she struggled to sit up. “I don't know how much more of this I can
take. This creep has bested me every time” Reaching around her waist, she tore
away the belt and flung it across the room.
“I knew she would do that.” Chuckling to myself,
because the Super-Heroine had just tossed away the authentic power belt. I
watched Wonder Babe turn over to get on all fours, and then push her luscious
body up on her knees, before attempting to stand. After taking a few steps
towards the bed, she stumbled to one knee, then simply collapsed to the carpet.
“Perhaps I should help her.”
When I opened the door, she was crawling for the
bed, so I reached down, grabbed those strong shoulder's, and lifted them off
the floor.. It took a huge effort to drag the tense heroine over to the bed,
prop her breasts on the side, so I could then raise her long legs, and roll her
onto the mattress. Suddenly she sprang to life, wrapped those legs around my
neck and squeezed. “AARRGGHH!! Stop that.” I cried, while I placed my hands
under her thighs.
“Owww..what was that?” She released me
involuntarily, as her legs slumped to the bed. “What have you done?”
“It was just my rings. They contain a mild
sedative. You won't be affected long.” I informed the dazed Heroine, and then
left the room.
Dazed and a little confused, Wonder Babe went to
the door, and finding it open staggered through to the alley, where she saw a
hazy figure at the end, near the street. “Hey, help me...Is there a phone close
by?” Upon reaching the figure, Wonder Babe discovered it was an old bag lady
with a large cart full of rags and old clothes. “I'm hurt..can you tell me
where I can find a phone?” She braced herself on the edge of the cart, not
noticing the old woman moving behind her.
My plan had worked, she never suspected that I
was the old lady, and after getting in position, I swung my club, hitting
Wonder Babe squarely in the back of the skull.
“UUNNGGHH!!” Groaning from the sharp pain, her
head flew backwards, those long curvy legs collapsed, sending the stunned
Heroine to her knees, as her arm clung to the cart.
“You sure have a hard head.” I swung the club
once again. This time hitting the side of her head, driving it against the
cart.
“UUUGGHHH!!” Another loud groan emanated from the
Super-Heroine, as she let go of the cart, and slowly fell onto the bricks,
where she lay moaning.
I couldn't believe it. The woman was not out yet,
so I stood over the struggling Wonder Babe, and hit her a third time, causing
the fabulous body to go limp. The final conscious expression on that angelic
face was one of frustration and not pain. She felt as I have, when one nearly
achieves freedom, only to have it suddenly yanked away. My plan was to take
Wonder Babe back into the building to complete my revenge. However, after
hiding the body under the rags, a truck type ambulance stopped at the end of
the alley, and a familiar face stared at me from the driver's seat.
“Hey Ben, I found him.” The driver announced into
the microphone, and two men leaped from the truck. They were coming for me, to
take me back to the institution. It was no use in running away, so I let the
two men lead me to the ambulance, where they strapped me to a stretcher, closed
the doors, and drove off. I heard a voice yell from the alley. “JOSH, COME OVER
HERE, AND SEE WHAT I FOUND!”
A scruffy, middle aged man, dressed in dirty
tattered rags, peered down at the contents of the cart. seeing a very
attractive female leg jutting out of the pile of clothes. Reaching over to
touch it, he was startled when the leg moved, and a groan came from beneath the
pile.
“Whadya got there Ben?” Another older man
approached the cart, and peered inside.
“Help me pull her out, Josh.” Ben threw some of
the clothes into the alley, revealing a beautiful sight. “Will you look at
that.” They reached down to lift Wonder Babe by her arms, and then pulled her
from the cart, laying her onto the hard bricks, so they could get a better
look. “My Heavens. Who would leave such a gorgeous creature under a rag pile?”
“Whadda we gonna do wid her?” Josh asked as he
gently touched the woman's breasts. “They're real, Ben.”
“I bet Jackson would pay for her.” Kneeling over
the unconscious Super-Heroine, he lifted her head, but quickly released it
again, when there was a groan.
“Ohhh..my..head.” She bent her arm to rub her
forehead. “Whoo..are..you?” Then grabbing Ben's shirt, Wonder Babe raised to an
elbow, and pulled him towards her in a menacing manor. “AAGGHHHHH!!” A sharp
shock hit her neck, causing the Super-Heroine to let go of Ben, and fall back
to the bricks, shaking.
“Where'd you get dat?” Ben asked as he stared at
Josh, holding a stun gun.
“Remember da time when dat woman was attacked?
She dropped it, after stunning dat little creep.” Josh replied, looking at the
beautiful figure trying to deal with the trauma. “Guess she needs another one.”
The older man bent down, put the stun gun in the middle of Wonder Babe's
mammoth breasts, and pulled the trigger.
“UUNNGGGG!!” That was quite enough, as Wonder
Babe stretched out, and then relaxed to resemble a limp rag.
Ben watched the scene, and then told Josh. “Go
get Jackson, and we'll see if he wants her.”
Jackson peered into the wooden two wheeled cart,
and gasped aloud. “Where'd you two bums get this prize?” He noticed the eyelids
flutter slightly.
“I just saw this cart in the alley with the woman
lying unconscious inside.” Ben responded a little nervous, since Jackson was
the big man of the neighborhood. “Can you give us somethin' for her?”
The big handsome black man threw a twenty at Ben,
and waved to the parked limousine. “Here Josh.” He tossed another twenty. “That
should be enough.” Jackson watched his driver lift the limp form from the cart,
and carry her to the car. “Lay her on the back seat, Carl”
“Thank you, thank you..” Josh stood there shaking
as the big man followed his driver to the limousine. “Where we gonna spend this
dough, Ben?” Both bums headed down the alley, staring at their twenty dollar
bills.
Leonard Jackson was a major drug dealer in the
city, who processed everything on a small island 100 miles off-shore. “Let's go
to the yacht, Carl.” He unzipped the red leather boots, slowly removed them and
began massaging the dainty hose covered feet. “You're an angelic young woman,
dressed in that halloween costume.” Rolling Wonder Babe onto her stomach, he
unzipped the bustier, to remove it gently from those mammoth boobs. He used the
opportunity to massage them also.
“Get your filthy hands off me, you creep.”
Suddenly, the Super-Heroine grabbed the black hands, and pulled them away, as
she clumsily made an attempt to sit up right. “Where are you taking me?” She
demanded an answer.
Jackson stared at the gorgeous woman sitting in
his limo, attired in nothing but her pantyhose. “You're not in any position to
demand anything.” Slapping her viciously on the side of the face, the drug
dealer used the woman's stunned condition to turn her, and wrap his arm around
the smooth elegant throat.
“GGRRRGGLL!” Her windpipe was closed, stopping
air from reaching her lungs. “C,,CAN”T BREATHE!” She gripped his strong
forearm, but she had lost strength from the doctors treatment, and most of all
from the loss of the power belt. Any attempt to remove his arm was futile, so
she resorted to slapping him. “Need..air..must..have air..gasp!” Everything
began to spin, and the cramped quarters of the Limo would not allow her long
legs to move. “Going to faint..sooo...dim.” Her hands fell to her sides, while
those mammoth naked breasts heaved, trying to inhale with no success, and then
she went limp in the man's arms.
“Now to restrain you, my dear.” Leonard said to
his sleeping guest, as he gently twisted a wrist behind her, and then bound it
tightly to her other one. Then lifting her stocking covered legs, the big man
wrapped some rope around her smooth firm thighs, pulling it tight, and tying
the knot. He spent a moment fondling her feet, before binding Wonder Babe's
ankles together. “That should hold you.”
Less than an hour later the Limo parked at the
small dock, where a beautiful large white yacht waited, bobbing in the water.
Carl opened the Limo's rear door to extract the limp body of the magnificent,
nearly naked Wonder Babe. Her head tilted back, allowing the long wavy raven
hair to flop loosely in the air, as the burly driver carried her aboard the
yacht. Placing the bound Heroine on the bed he exited the cabin, allowing
Jackson to remain alone with the helpless, unconscious woman. “I'll take you to
my Island, where we will have some fun.” Then Leonard untied the delicate
ankles, undid the ropes around those sensuous thighs, and then freed her
wrists. “Let's see what the rest of you looks like.” His hands rolled the
pantyhose over her firm round rear end, along the thighs, past the shapely
calves, and then pulled them off her dainty feet.
She lay there, slowly regaining what strength she
had left, until the time was right. Then springing from the bed, the
Super-Heroine shoved Jackson against the bulkhead, causing the man to hit his
head. She raced for the door, swung it open, and saw Carl filling the space.
“Going somewhere little lady?”
Stunned by the image of the huge man blocking the
way, she didn't notice his fist rushing at her mid-section. “UUNNFFFF!!” Wonder
Babe backed up, bent over, and was about to collapse onto her knees, but the
man grabbed her raven tresses, keeping her erect. “OOHHHFFFF!” A wicked punch
to the jaw, sent the woman careening to the left, and sprawling onto the
carpet.
Jackson stepped over the shapely form, who was
struggling to get back on her feet. Turn on the valve, so she'll stay tamed
until we reach the Island.” He looked back at the woman, now on all fours. “
She's a real tiger.”
Locking the door, Carl turned a small knob on the
outside, and then peered into the cabin. “She sure is, Boss.” The woman reached
for the edge of the bed to pull herself up, and then sat there for a moment,
holding her jaw. Then shaking her head, she stood a little unsteady, before
trying to take a step towards the door. “I can't believe the woman wants to try
it again.”
“I won't be caught off guard any more.” Wonder
Babe, naked, without her power belt, and still dazed from Carl's wicked punch,
stumbled across the room to twist the knob. “Ungh..didn't think it would be
open.” Then pounding on the door, the Super-Heroine prepared to attack whoever,
opened up, but instead she felt her legs start to wobble. “What's happening?”
Her mind became fuzzy, and not being able to think, the addled Heroine turned
away from the door, to stagger around, trying to remember what she had to do. “Where..am..I?”
Those two gorgeous shapely legs turned to rubber, sending the beautiul body
onto the blue carpet. “I hash..to..gesh..out of here”
Carl became excited, as he watched that naked
woman clawing at the floor, trying to move. “Man, if the Boss don't want this
one,I sure do.” He looked at her body give in to the gas, and lay still.
“She'll be alright until we get to the Island.”
Creeping across the floor of the cabana, the sun
finally hit the beautiful sleeping face of Wonder Babe. “Ohhh..where..am I?”
She rolled onto her side, her eyes fluttering, as she made a valiant attempt at
fighting Morpheus. “Last thing I remember is that cabin floor racing towards
me.”
The sound of ocean waves filled her ears, and
then a familiar voice came from a distance. “Would you like some breakfast? Get
dressed and join me.”
Rolling off the bedside, the naked Wonder Babe
looked around the room, and found a bra, panties, and a sheer robe draped over
a chair. As the Heroine donned the sheer lingerie, the gorgeous Super-Heroine
saw the tall handsome black man sitting on the ornate deck just outside the
bedroom. “What are we eating?” She replied, slinking onto the deck. Far in the
distance black clouds moved methodically over the blue-green ocean, and bolts
of lightning leaped from them to bounce along the surface water.
“Anything you want.” Jackson told her, while his
eyes widened to demonstrate his definite interest in the sexy young woman, who
stood seductively in the doorway. “Perhaps you'd prefer it to be anything I
want?” He stood to move one of the chairs out, so she might sit easily.
“Later, right now, I'm famished.” Wonder Babe
pulled the sheer robe across her middle, and sat. “Why have I been brought
here?”
“First for my amusement, and then for profit.” He
smiled, drinking his coffee from a large mug.
After buttering the toast, the young Heroine
slowly licked her fingers, and then ran her tongue around her sexy thick lips.
“What type of fun do you have in mind?”
An hour after their luxurious breakfast started
the sun was obscured by the clouds containing water that streamed up the white
sandy beach. “We'd better go inside. Why don't you get dressed in that cute
costume, and meet me in the den?” Jackson left to watch the woman along with
Carl, as she returned to her cabin, and then don the famous costume. “That's
some body.” Remarked Carl, watching the woman remove the bra and panties. “I've
never seen a woman, who looked better in a costume, than naked.” He stared at
her pulling on the pantyhose, the thong, the red bustier, and then the wide
white belt.
“She didn't have a belt, when we brought her
here.” Jackson seemed a bit suspicious.
“No sir, Jonas made a sweep of the area after we
left, and found evidence of her presence in a room located off the alley, so he
brought us this belt.” Carl explained, keeping his eyes glued on the stunning
beauty.
Wonder Babe was startled, when the belt went
around her slim waist, because a surge of energy flowed through her luscious
female figure.
“It's my power belt. What's going on here?”
“Did you notice a change in the woman, when she
put on the belt?” Leonard had a worried look on his face. “I don't want to take
any chances, so knock her out.”
Carl burst through the door, and shot three tranq
darts at Wonder Babe, who easily deflected them, rushed over to Carl, and ko'd
him with a sharp karate chop. “Hey Boss Man, where are you?” Knowing the man
had her under surveillance, she offered a challenge. “Meet me in the living
room.” However, there was a stranger standing in the hallway, wearing a white
turban, white loose clothes and a white cape.
“Hello there, Wonder Babe, let me introduce
myself. I'm the Shah.” Flipping the cape from his shoulders, the man quickly
surrounded the astounding female figure with it, and then encircled the slim
waist with his arms, and squeezed.
“WHA..LET MEE..GOUUGGHHH!” Those beautiful deep
blue eyes bulged, as her body became slowly crushed.
“C..C.CAN”T...BREATHE...UUHHHHH!” Her arms were pinned, making any attempt to
fight back impossible, so the Heroine was helpless in the man's incredibly
strong grip. “WHY..C..CAN”T I GET FREEEE...UUGGHHH!”
“It's useless to fight me, young lady. Just relax
and go to sleep in my loving arms.” He squeezed even tighter.
“UUFFFFFFF!” One last soft gasp, announced Wonder
Babe's defeat. Her body went completely limp, as her eyes closed.
“My cape gives me strength you could not fight
against.” The man slowly unwrapped the fabric from around the unconscious
Super- Heroine, throwing the cape over his shoulder, while maintaining the
drooping Wonder Babes body in the other arm. He then draped the magnificent
figure over that arm, and carried her into the Den.
“Hello Shah, you seem to have collected your
purchase already.” Jackson looked a little disappointed, since the Shah was
earlier than expected.
“Yes, this one is well worth the trip. The price
is a million, correct?”
Laying the woman onto the sofa, the Shah ripped
off the white belt. “Without this, she'll give me less trouble.” He went to the
cabinet to pour himself a drink. “Do you know what you have here?”
“An extraordinarily beautiful woman.” Jackson
replied, and was startled when his guest laughed out loud.
At the Institution, Nurse Beneful, checked on the
Doctor, to make sure he had taken his medication. “How are you feeling?” She
routinely looked at the little pill cup, seeing that it was empty, then fluffed
his pillow, and straightened the sheets. “Time to go to sleep, Doctor.”
“I have a headache, do you have an aspirin?” The
man sat quietly in the vinyl chair, near the corner of the room, watching TV.
“Yes, I'll get you two.” While she left the room,
the man prepared for her return, and as soon as Nurse Beneful, entered, he
wrapped his arm around her throat, pressing his right index knuckle into her
temple.
“Like you said it's time to go to sleep.” It took
merely a moment for the woman to go slack in his grip, so he quickly removed
her uniform, and bound her wrists, as well as her ankles with tape. After
putting several layers of the tape over her mouth, the man exited the room,
walked down the empty hallway, to the elevator, and walked past the guard
dressed as just another nurse. It was easy to start one of the ambulances, that
were usually left unlocked, for emergency calls.
More than an hour later, one of the Institutes's
attendents was on the phone to the Director. “Sir, the Doctor has escaped.”
“Again? I left instructions to keep him locked
up.” Tossing the phone back onto the cradle, the angry Director, rushed out to
his car, and drove towards the Institute.
“It was...” The attendent never finished his
excuse, since the dial tone replaced the Director's angry voice.
After driving an hour or so, the Doctor stood in
the room, where he had lured Wonder Babe to her capture. “Where could she be?”
“Hey man, you're back.” A scruffy looking old man
peered through the open door. “You missed all de 'citement 'round here.” He
claimed, as he entered the room.
“What excitement would that be?” The Doc
continued to search for the magic belt, ignoring the old man's presence.
“Ben found dis gorgeous woman in one o' dem
homeless guys rag carts. Wow, what a looker, dressed in some funny lookin'
costume.” Josh, stared at the Doctor, wondering what he was looking for.
Suddenly, the Doctor turned, “What woman? You
guys found a woman?” He went to the bum, and shook him.
“Let go a Josh.” Benny poked his head in the
door.
“You guys found a woman? What did you do with
her? Excited, the Doctor went over to Ben.
“We sold her to Jackson, for twenty apiece.” Ben
said, backing out the door.
“You mean the drug dealer?”
“Yeah, he took her in his big Limo.” Ben
declared, keeping his distance from the man dressed in drag. “He was gonna take
her to da Island.”
Excitement filled the Doctor. “I know where that is.”
Hopping back into the Ambulance, he drove off towards the docks.
Meanwhile, the beautiful Wonder Babe, slowly
recovered consciousness, while laying on the soft sofa. “Oohhh..who was that
man in white?” sitting up, she realized her power belt was missing. “He knows
my secret.” Then rubbing her mid-section, she tried to stand, but sank to her
knees. “UUFFFF! Still hurts. How could a mere mortal best me so easily?” She
slowly rose to her feet, by bracing herself on the arm of the sofa. “I have to
get out of here.” Sneaking into the hall, she headed for the front door, and
reaching the huge entranceway, she saw the power belt hanging on a coat hook.
“That can't be my belt.” Cautiously the Super-Heroine put it around her waist,
and felt the surge of energy. “That man is challenging me.”
“Sahib, the woman is awake, and about to leave
the house.” A small man wearing a yellow turban reported to the Shah.
“Did she find the belt?” Putting his drink on the
table, the man in white, stood.
“Yes, sahib.” Getting a rifle from one of the
cases, that had been brought, the little man loaded it with tranquilizer darts,
and handed it to his master.
“Mr Jackson, I'd like you to see this.” Drawing
the drapes, the man in white pointed to the front of the house, where a streak
of light suddenly appeared and then disappeared into the woods. “That was your
captive lady.”
“Who, or should I say what is she?” Leonard stood
staring into the wooded area, where the streak was last seen.
“She is known as Wonder Babe, a Super-Heroine
from another planet.” The Shah explained. “I never expected someone like you
could capture her.” He headed for the front entrance. “Wait here, Omar.”
Suddenly the Shah disappeared, only to reappear behind one of the trees. “I
know you're here,my pretty one. You can't escape me.”
Jackson peered into the woods. “What is going on,
Omar?”
“It is the demise of Wonder Babe.” The little man
stated as if it were already a fact.
The Super-Heroine sensed that someone was
searching for her, so she kept moving through the woods. “The man in white is a
vaunted foe, one to fear.” Moving stealthily from tree to tree, she never
expected what happened. 'PHTTT' a small projectile entered the bare portion of
her right buttock. “Owww.” Pulling it from her smooth skin. “It's a dart.”
Streaking away from the spot, it was merely seconds before the Super-Heroine
had to stop. “Getting weak, mus..escrape.” Using her remaining strength, Wonder
Babe leaped as far as posible into the height of the huge oak tree, where she
then draped herself over a large limb. “Everything..going dark...uhhhhh.”
Within moments her body was limp, and she was completely knocked out with her
legs and arms hanging loosely from opposite sides of the tree limb.
“Didn't expect that.” Searching the spot where
the Heroine was last seen, the Shah was astounded, that there was no sign. “The
woman's disappeared.” He couldn't locate his prey, but was certain she lay
unconscious in the woods, helpless. “I will get you, my dear, that is a
certainty.” The man in white returned to the house.
Jackson was startled, when he looked back from
the window, and saw the Shah drinking a glass of his best Scotch. “How did you
get there?”
“Let's not delve into things best left alone,
Leonard. You've provided me with a challenge, and I appreciate that.” He took a
bite of the shrimp, remaining in the large ice filled glass. “This is
delicious.”
“Where's the woman?” Jackson had the timidity to
ask.
“She will come to me. She can't resist the
challenge.” Finishing his Scotch, the Shah stood. “I'll be needing a bed for me
and one for Omar.”
Meanwhile, Wonder Babe began to stir, and found
herself draped over the raw limb. “Ohh..wha..happened?” She leaped to the
ground, where she rolled over onto her back, and laid very still for a few
moments. “That man in white is very dangerous.” Staggering to her feet, the
Heroine started back to the house, and within a few minutes, approached the
front. “I need to find out where he is.” She peered through the window, and
spotted Jackson sitting alone at the dinning table, drinking liquor. “He will
know where that man is.”
However, when Wonder Babe turned from the lighted
window, she faced the little man in the yellow turban. “Are you looking for
something, Madame?” Holding up a small canister, he pushed the nozzle, without
hezitation. “You look tired.”
“AARRRHHHH!!” The fine spray hit her face,
covering her skin with a gel. The initial gasp of surprise, caused the
Super-Heroine to inhale some of the fine vapors. “Ohhhh..nooo..already feel
weak.” She fell back against the frame house, holding her eyes. “Been
bested..by...a...midg..uhhhh.” Her legs buckled, sending the gorgeous body onto
her knees.
Omar watched very stoically, as the woman's body
responded to the spray. “It won't be long, Madame.” Moving her hands apart,
while pulling her hair to have the beautiful face look upwards, he sprayed once
again.
“Uhhhhhh..nooooo.” Wonder Babe merely moaned in
response, and fell backwards over her legs, lying uncomfortably with those
shapely calves bent under. Her arms flopped loosely to the porch, as those
beautiful deep blue pupils disappeared back in her head. It was over. The
Super-Heroine had been defeated by the little Omar.
The sky lit up with oranges, reds, and bright
yellows, as the sun rose over the wide white beach. “I'll find Wonder Babe, and
take her back.” Tying up the boat he stole on the mainland, the Doctor headed
towards the large Cabana. “I just hope Jackson hasn't sold her yet.”
At the cabana, the Shah held he magic belt as he
stood over the unconscious Super-Heroine. “You won't need this now.” Throwing
it to Omar, the Shah began to disrobe his captive. “This will be an
extraordinary addition to my harem.” Each boot was slipped off the shapely leg,
the star spangled thong was pulled down, and then the bustier was unzipped, to
be removed. “Look at those mammories.” After rolling down the pantyhose the man
in white took pleasure in binding the helpless prisoner. “Take her to the
yacht, Omar.”
As the Doctor approached the large beach house he
noticed a small man exit. “Whoa, somebody's coming out of the house.” Hiding in
the nearby bushes, the Doctor spied the little man carrying Wonder Babe over his
shoulder, allowing the long wavy raven hair to drag on the ground, along with
her knuckles. “That's no way to treat my Baby.” 'Phhht' He shot his
tranquilizer pistol.
Omar felt a sting in his neck, just before he
lost his balance. “UUHHH!” The little man stumbled, dropping Wonder Babe to the
ground, and then continued for a few steps before collapsing.
The Doctor raced to Wonder Babe's side. “Are you
alright.” He asked, as he checked her pulse, and temperature. “I've got to get
you to the boat.” Lifting the naked, unconscious Heroine, the man cradle
carried her to the dock, laid her on the deck, and then pulled away from the
shore. “I wonder what Jackson will say when he finds you missing?”
Nearly an hour later, Omar ran into the cabana.
“Master, someone attacked me and took the woman.”
“Just what are you trying to pull?” The Shah
stared at Jackson accusingly.
“I don't know what happened?” The drug dealer
said.
“I'll give you 24 hours to return her, or this
place will become your cemetery.” The man in white stomped out with Omar close
behind. “Did you see who it was, my little friend?” He asked, while climbing
onto the helicopter. He angrily shouted the destination to the Pilot. the pilot
the destination.
“No master, I was struck by one of those knock
out darts.” Omar replied, climbing into the Chopper behind the Shah..
“That's alright, little man, I inserted a locater
under her skin. I didn't want to lose her again, like I did in the woods.” He
sat back in the seat to relax.
“Yes Master, you are very clever.” Omar was well
aware of just how clever his boss was.
Within the hour, the small boat docked, and the
Doctor rolled his bound and gagged prisoner in a large tarpaulin, to hide the
naked body as he toted her to the stolen Ambulance. His burden was wiggling,
and making muffled screaming sounds, until he tossed her onto the hard
pavement. “UUMMMPPHHH!”
However, there was a surprise waiting inside the
truck. “Hello Doctor, what have you been up to?” An institution intern was sitting
inside the ambulance, and another approached from the rear. They quickly put
him in a straight jacket. “Ed, what do you suppose is in the tarp?” One of the
men posed the question, as he laid it down and unrolled it. “Wow, look at
this.”
“Man, she;s a real beauty, and naked too.” The
other intern bent over to untie Wonder Babe, allowing her to sit up.
As soon as she was free, the Heroine ripped off
the gag. “I'm glad you men were here..Arrrrrhhhh!” She heard the 'pssst' of the
pistol syringe, at the same time her senses felt numb. Her eyes fell back in
her head, as her luscious body collapsed backward into the attendant's arms.
“That stuff really works fast.” Using the opportunity, he massaged her firm
round breasts, before lifting her limp body into the back of the Ambulance. “OK
Ed, let's go.”
More Perils to come....