Raven and Thunder spent another few days protecting Linda Fenton and her husband Duke Williams. Then the "fun couple" left Dallas and flew to another city for location filming. Raven made $4,000 for guarding the couple, and was given a $3,000 bonus for stopping the apparent planned home invasion by Marva Knight and her two accomplices. They could only be charged with other, lesser crimes, such as assault and battery against Raven, since they didn't actually break into the house. Nonetheless, the head of the Super Hero Foundation's Dallas office, Stan Kelso, accepted Thunder's report that Knight and Luwon, while working as guards for the celebrities, had planned to use their proximity to break into the house. Except, of course, for the timely intervention of Raven, who foiled their plans.
Kate was gratified to have received $7,000 for a week's effort. She sometimes took home this much money after SIX MONTHS of running her martial arts school! Even after Uncle Sugar took his tax portion, she still had a nice chunk of change. And Kelso had another assignment for her, starting in two days. She had a day and a half to rest and refresh and maybe fix up her costume a bit before joining other heroes who were guarding a special exhibit at the Dallas Diamond Exchange. She would be teamed up with a woman heroine named Force who had the ability to project some kind of a force blast. Raven had seen Force briefly when Kelso showed Raven around the SHF for the first time last week.
Raven relaxed the rest of the day, only stopping by SHF to get another mask set as the one she had been wearing had been soaked by the military-style CS tear gas Marva had used on her and still had a lot of residue. Kate teared every time she tried to put on the old mask. Fortunately, she found that SHF had one last set of masks, this time in a very dark blue color, that hid all of her face but her eyes and matched her dark blue top and tights. After that she went home and relaxed. She decided to go out and have some fun the next day.
In the morning after her shower and breakfast Kate thought about ways to blow off steam on her day off. The weather forecast promised a hot day and Kate was in a good mood and ready to enjoy some of the money she had made from the SHF. She headed into her room and got dressed, first pulling on a pink lace bra, a front clasping one, and a matching pair of bikini panties that were almost skimpy enough to be a g-string and which untied on the sides with cute little lace pullcords. She then pulled on a nice taupe-colored blouse, and a red leather miniskirt, which reached down to about her mid-thigh. Last items were a pair of red three inch heels. She looked GOOD she thought as she checked herself out in the mirror.
Indulging herself, Kate hired a cab and had a pretty good day shopping and having fun, and it wasn't until late in the day when she returned home to drop off her purchases. She had looked at some other items for her heroine costume, but decided to wait a bit. She did get a new pair of small throwing stars (and a pouch for her nylon web belt to hold the stars). She also found a pair of short black police-style 'frisking' gloves - they fit tightly but still gave her very good tactile sensation. Also, the backs of the hand had ballistic liners. These would stiffen when hit, or when she hit someone and would make her punches that much stronger. Between the gloves and the "force field" which was generated by the Trimblers in her blood system, she could probably play "bullets and bracelets" with an Amazon!
After a few minutes at home spent stashing her new clothes and other goodies, Kate decided to head out for some fun on the town that night. She would rest the next day (Sunday) before her next assignment for the Super Heroes Foundation. A little later, Kate slipped out of her apartment and headed into the night on her little 450cc motorcycle. The early evening air was still warm, and she was in a good mood. As she roared along the LBJ freeway toward her favorite clubs she could feel the air rushing up her short skirt. The tight red leather skirt didn't flare like some of her skirts; in fact she had to hike it a bit so she could straddle the small bike's saddle. The heels made shifting and braking a bit dicey, but hey, she looked SOOO HOT roaring along the road. Her blouse flapped very little in the wind, and in fact, tended to accentuate the points of her breasts as the fabric was pulled backward by the wind. She could SENSE that guys in passing cars were drooling at the sight of her cruising by! She started out hitting a couple of her favorite clubs, but they were all fairly dull tonight so she headed back out to look for someplace new, different, FUN!!
Sensing that there might be more night life downtown, not out here in the bedroom communities of Dallas' suburbs, Kate motored down the Central Texas Expressway and then into the downtown area. She parked her motor at one end of Akard street and tried a club in a nearby hotel but after a few minutes felt that this one was pretty lame too. Disgusted, Kate left this club and decided to walk down the street, looking for some GOOD action. She never noticed the man who saw her, grinned and made a call on his cell phone as she left the club. As she passed a recessed courtyard in front of an office building along a poorly-lit section of the street, a group of four punk-looking guys moved out of the courtyard's shadows and walked in her direction. As she instinctively turned toward the sound of their footfalls, the one in the lead waved a hand and said, "Hey baby, wanna have a party?"
"I don't need this macho bullshit," Kate thought, not worried at all. "No thanks" she said, with a small smile trying to take any edge off her words.
"Well, like, what if we insist?" he asked her, with a frown. He was still moving toward the girl, and his partners started to spread out to flank her.
"I'd, 'like', still have to say no," was her reply. "I hope I don't have to hurt them," she thought to herself turning and moving faster along the sidewalk, past the courtyard and toward a well-lit section of the street. "I'm getting tired of having to pound on guys who want to mess with me."
A fifth guy suddenly leaped over a stone bench on the edge of the plaza, landing on the sidwalk ahead of Kate, cutting her off from the brightly-lit section of the street. The other four guys continued to approach the lone girl, leering and grinning and staring at her body. They didn't notice that she didn't seem to be afraid at all. Even if they had there were five GUYS and one little chick! She was a piece of cake, in more ways than one. Kate backed to the curb, then out into the street itself, hoping to have room to fight and maneuver. Nearly midnight but the street was quiet, devoid of traffic. The guy on the sidewalk entered the street, maintaining his blocking position. Kate saw that he had something half-concealed behind his back. The other four guys left the courtyard, crossed the sidewalk and followed her into the street. She continued to back up, heading back toward the last club. There was also an alley or passageway between some shuttered stores behind her back, another possible bolt hole.
Suddenly, as if one person, the four guys from the courtyard all lunged at her. Kate wasn't suprised by this move. She WAS surprised when they didn't pause to fight her, or try to grab her, but instead they quickly closed the gap and acting as one person pushed her backwards. Before she had a chance to react to this unexpected maneuver, she stumbled backward on heels not made for such rough activity to the mouth of the narrow alleyway. She then realized their intent and, to deny all four the ability to get at her at once, she backed deeper into the alley herself, stopping about 15 feet from the street, in the shadows. She saw the four men, then the fifth one moved to cover the entrance to the alley. The last guy had some kind of club.
The men crowded into the alley after her but only three could fit, and they couldn't easily get behind her. The guy with the club and two others moved forward rapidly and with purpose, liking how her breasts had looked under her tight blouse as she walked down the sidewalk. Her short leather mini revealed legs like a dancer or a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader. Nice!
The guy with the club came in too quickly, both arms raising the club over his head, ready to swing forward and crash it onto her head. Kate took a half-step forward, ramming her fist outward and caught him hard on the jaw. Her powers were at full strength; she hit him with the strength of nearly ten men. He flew backward about 10 feet and came down in a crumpled heap. One of the guys behind him was knocked down by the club as the guy flew down the alleyway. The other two at the front moved closer, with the one at the alley entrance now moving up.
Behind Kate, in the dark of the alleyway something slithered through the air towards her.
The two goons came in closer and Kate gave up a little more ground, looking for an opening. Why did this have to happen on such a *good* day???? She cut left then moved right with amazing speed. Again her fist came out and connected with a goon. He got slammed into a wall and dropped unconscious from the force of her blow, and then there were two ... thought the heroine.
She faked a kick with her left leg at one guy to keep him back. But as her foot came down from the kick the heel hit at a bad angle and snapped off. Kate started to fall backwards, windmilling her arms to try and stay balanced.
She managed to recover a little as her left leg landed behind her and to one side, awkwardly balancing her for the moment on her toes. As she struggled for better footing she knew she needed to get the heels off NOW. Damn things! Cost her over $80!! While she staggered, trying to deal with the missing heel, the two punks had used the chance to get in very close to her. In fact the one on her right got in close enough to her to grab her right forearm.
In the darkness behind her the object stopped silently, hovering in mid air, waiting for the perfect moment.
Kate took advantage of the guy's grab. She rested her left hand on his shoulder, and jumped a bit off the ground, maybe a foot, and kicked her heels off. Held up by his grip on her, and her's on him, her body slammed into his and she felt his hot breath on her stomach as the pair slammed against a wall, the man pinned by the woman and her back now toward the last guy in the alleyway.
Behind and above her the hovering shadow moved with an incredible speed, propelled by the mental force of Jose Garza who along with his twin brother Jesus was watching the setup from an apartment above. The ominous object moved toward the girl's back then swooped low and under her tight red skirt. Even as it did that one of the guys in the alleyway had grabbed at her, his right hand tugging at her skirt and pulling it upward a little. Now she was several inches off the ground with her arms holding her above one guy and the second guy's hand pulling up her skirt. His deftly used his left hand to pull her panties to one side. Not too hard since the narrow band barely covered her bottom.
Kate felt the man's hands but wasn't concerned. He wouldn't have a chance to do anything. She was in control here and would knee this jerk in front of her, then deal with the last mugger. She raised one knee (hiking her skirt even higher) and connected her knee with the guy's jaw. As he began to sag he released his hold on her forearm and she pushed off him, beginning to drop back to the ground. She expected her weight to push away the groping hands of number five. She would then turn and ... "NooOOO!!" she cried out, even as the flying object came up between her thighs and slammed into her exposed vagina. Kate gasped as she hit the ground and felt something beginning to enter her ... something ... lubricated, that pushed deeply into her love tunnel with one powerful lunge.
The object was a high-tech vibrator, maybe ten or twelve inches in length, and at least three inches wide, an expensive selection from 'The Sharper Image: Woman's Edition' catalog. As it slammed deeply into her love nest its computer brain activated its programming. First the dull gray metal tube started a low-intensity vibration. Then the top half slowly began to spin. The spinning was slow but this just guaranteed that its slick surface touched all of her vagina. Not only did the slow spin send the vibrations over more of her pussy, but the slick liquid on the toy was an aphrodisiac that worked on contact with the skin and was quickly and absorbed directly through the mucous membrane of her cunt, into her blood stream and on to her brain's pleasure centers.
As the program started the thrumming and spinning sensations hit Kate and the first bits of the chemical began to mess with her mind and with "Ohh GODDS-SS ... N-NOOO!!" she slipped on landing and fell to her knees. As she hit the ground two things happened. Small straps slid out of the end of the toy and looped around her thighs, holding the device in place. The straps were controlled by Jose, who took a sadistic pleasure in using his telekinetic power to overpower others. At the same time silk ropes descended from a window and a fire escape on opposing sides of the alley, above her head. Each rope had a loop at the lower end and the loops (also controlled by Jose) deftly wrapped around her wrists. The brothers, Jose on this side leaning out his window, Jesus across the narrow passageway on a fire escape, rapidly pulled the nylon ropes upward, the effort closing the loops and tightening them around her wrists. As the brothers raised the ropes they slowly pulled her arms apart and lifted the girl, causing her to sag forward at the waist and forcing her breasts out. Very quickly she was dangling several feet above the alleyway, arms at a 45 degree angle toward each brother and slightly behind her back. Jose and Jesus secured the ropes to nearby objects like the fire escape's railing.
Inside Kate the toy kept thrumming and spinning and her arousal grew quickly, fueled by the aphrodisiac. "Nnnhhh ... Nn-noooo ... NoOOOO" she moaned helplessly, tugging at the bonds. Her waist turned slightly and her knees came together as she tried to shut out the sensations she felt in her pussy. She had no leverage and despite her strength, the sudden assault on her pleasure center distracted her, denied her a clear head to concentrate on freeing herself from this trap. The ropes gave a little under her waning strength and the metal to which they were anchored groaned, but otherwise she didn't move.
The punk below her stepped backward, dragging his fallen friend, like he'd been told. Jesus and Jose were good guys! They'd share the bitch with them. The punk watched her squirm and moan. In the light from Jose's window the punk could see her blouse, see shadows ... aww, man, he could see her fuckin' nipples getting very hard under her clothes!
"NNNhhhgggg," she moaned, squirming, trying to get free. Suddenly Kate gasped as her blouse began to unbuttton by itself! She stuggled harder, moaning helplessly as the thing inside her continued to vibrate and spin, literally boring through her concentration to her animal-instinct brain, building the base for a powerful orgasm. Her eyes slowly closed as a pleasure spasm, helped by the drug in her brain, washed over the girl. Her arousal continued to grow, but she just couldn't get over the edge. Dimly she was aware that if she DID have an orgasm, the effect would seriously weaken her powers and her chance to escape.
Over the next few minutes as she squirmed and moaned, dangling from the two ropes, first her blouse undid itself, then her bra opened and her tits fell free. The two men below her were joined by a third, who had recovered from her punch, and all were now standing under the woman, her waist just even with their chests. Two of the men reached upward, each grabbing and fondling one of her soft round breasts. The third worked at her waist and soon her skirt came undone and fell to the ground, quickly followed by her panties. The men could see juice starting to slide down her inner thigh.
Her moans were louder now and more and more juices flowing down her legs, but she hadn't come. "Why can't I cum!" she thought, frustrated. As she thrashed, her head flew forward, backward, and to either side, as if that would help her escape or help her find release. The metal device and drugs inside her had mostly turned her arms and legs to jelly; she was unable to even kick at the pigs pawing her body!
Slowly, very slowly, Jesus and Jose finally started to ease off the ropes, started to lower the woman toward the alley. Grinning maniacally they lowered her until she sagged onto the ground, going from her butt to her back. Watching her for a moment rolling and moaning in the dirt, Jesus and Jose each headed toward stairs to get down to the alley. Meanwhile the three thugs in the alleyway grinned and started to slide their hard cocks out of their pants. One guy knelt with his groin over her face. Grabbing the sides of her head in his sweaty palms, he put his dick against her warm lips while a second moved between her legs. This guy dropped onto his knees, put a hand on each of the girl's butt cheeks and lifted her hips into the air. When Kate was bent cruelly so that her head was under one guy and her butt and legs raised toward the evening sky, the second guy raked the head of his little tool across her cunt and through her juices. When he judged that his prick was wet enough, he pressed the tip of his tool between her ass cheeks, and slowly pushed forward, to drive his tool into her anus.
"G-G-G-GGODDDDS-SS-SS!! NOOOO!!!" Kate screamed as her body was bent. The hands on her butt were driving her crazy with desire. AND THE THRUMMING INSIDE HER!!! Suddenly the guy above her settled downward, his butt crack on her throat, and used his hands to pry open her lips. A dirty thumb on either side of her mouth dug in and pulled downward, forcing her to open her mouth even as she continued moaning.
"Do a good job if you want to live!" he hissed as her mouth opened and his dick slid between her dry lips. Leaning forward, he thrust his hips backward and forward, his crotch slamming against the girl's face, his dick driving in and out of her mouth. His thumbs released their grip and her lips slid together, wrapping almost instinctively around his tool. Her moaning just increased the stimulation he felt in his dick. He redoubled his efforts, battering Kate's head against the concrete alleyway, driving himself toward a massive orgasmic explosion. In her weakened and distracted state, this hammering made it harder for her to think, to focus on her situation, to try to plan an escape. Her arms lay uselessly at her sides. Her universe was the three things inside her body and the waves of pleasure building and crashing over her brain.
Kate tried to scream but the dick in her mouth allowed her to only make a muffled cry, which so excited the guy in her mouth that he climaxed and shot his wad into her mouth, causing her to gag. He continued hammering the girl's face with his crotch, trying to coax the last few drops of cum into her mouth. Spent, grunting, he pulled out of her mouth and rose off her face. Below, Kate was gagging on the cum in her throat. The man in her ass was fucking her hard, and so was the toy ... why couldn't she CUMMMM??? She should have by now, she knew, even though part of her didn't want to ....
The last guy still conscious, Ramon, was frustrated. He knew he had to 'get some' before the Garzas got down here - they'd take her someplace and maybe he wouldn't get his piece. Lou was still working with her mouth, and Hector was doin' the deed with her ass. Maybe if he removed that dildo thing, he could do her cunt like a real man! Ramon began to untie the straps, laughing as he watched the woman try to arch her back. Ramon thought she was having a major orgasm but Raven was just trying to get the toy deeper inside her, to push her over the orgasmic edge.
Hector kept pounding the bitch's ass, ramming his dick into her anus. This was harder than he thought it would be, but it was worth it. She was TIGHT, esse! His cock slid between her perfect ass cheeks, and his moans were loud in the alley, as he watched and drove into her again and again.
The Garzas stepped into the alley as Ramon removed the toy. They smiled to each other, the plan was working perfectly. As Jesus dropped a large nylon gym bag to the ground, Jose took the toy from Ramon, and gestured to the man to wait for just a moment. Ramon nodded, not wanting to cross these two. He started to take his cock out of his pants and stroke it in search of a hard erection.
Kate dully felt the buzzing stop and around the same time she felt the cock in her ass swell and explode, filling it with his hot cum. She felt the cock go limp and slide out of her ass, and STILL she was hovering at the brink of orgasm, unable to get over it. Even her teeth ached for a powerful, releasing orgasm.
Her head was spinning and her body was on fire. Distantly, her mind drifted on waves of passion, hoping for an orgasm. She felt herself being lifted, felt legs parted as she was held in the air.
Jesus nodded and Ramon stepped forward between the woman's legs and pressed his erect penis into her now-sopping pussy. He wasn't huge; he just had an average-length of 7 inches, but he was VERY skilled. He slipped into a steady pace, each stroke running over her clit, either on the way in, or the way out. He fucked her the same way with each stroke, with a pace and techinque that had never failed to make his partner come. One hand stroked her ass, nails dragging across her butt cheeks. His other hand kneaded her abs and her love mound, movements which he knew, from experience, were powerful stimulants for most women. Her gasps, moans and cries for him to continue gratified him, acknowleding his skill.
Kate moaned as she was fucked. She was so utterly helpless, and this guy was so FUCKING GOOD! God, she'd NEVER been fucked this well. Her cunt was on fire ... she couldn't remember ever NEEDING a dick as much as she did now ... she wanted to cum so badly ... why hadn't she ....?
Ramon was in heaven ... this cunt was incredible. She was squeezing him hard, stronger than anyone ever had before. It took all of his willpower to hold off as long as he did. He'd later be disappointed since he considered 15 minutes too fast given his talents.
To Kate the steady in and out of Ramon's dick felt like hours. Then he finally came, exploding his load into her cunt, hissing between his clenched teeth, his fingers trying to dig into the girl's hips, and she STILL hadn't cum!! She whimpered, both in lust and need. As the cock pulled out ("Nno-o-o-o-OOO, don't ... stop!") she was first set down on her butt then raised up onto her wobbly legs, held by two of the punks. She was dimly aware of two men standing in front of her, just a foot or so from her face, and smiling. Kate's hips were twisting slowly from left to right, knees tightly clenched and slightly bent, her eyes half closed.
"Hola, chica!" one said. "Did you miss us?" the other asked.
The voices were familiar.
"We are happy to see you again." said one. Kate tried to focus her eyes on the men, but it was too dark and ... nnnNNNGGGHHH, she NEEDED DICK!!
"The Garza's ..." her mind finally said, though she couldn't tell which was which. She didn't even care. She was too desperate for an orgasm. She felt like her cunt was on fire, like things were CRAWLING inside her, fueling her and moving her toward but not to a massive orgasm.
"I expect you want to know why you can't find release," Jose said. Seeing her weak nod he said, "my brother is using his powers on you, and is maintaing a mental block on your pleasure centers. YouCAN'T climax until he LETS you. At the same time there is a potent aphrodisiac inside you is working its magic at stimulating your pleasure centers so you want to have MANY orgasms. Interesting dilemma, no? Can little Jesus stop the chemicals from making you cum?"
Kate's eyes went wide at that as he kept speaking. "We will let you come ... if you WANT to."
She screamed weakly, drained of energy, "Please, PLEASE, I'll do anything!"
He laughed and one hand slipped under the woman's chin, fingers and thumb on either cheek. He lifted her head and fingers on his other hand brushed tears off her checks as he, smiling, said, "I know that, chica."
Her arms were released long enough for the men to roughly pull off the ropes, then her blouse and bra, dragging her arms backward as the clothing was yanked down her arms. Jose grasped her wrist and lifted her arm, turning it palm-upward and put the vibrator into her hand. "To start with, Senorita Raven, you must put this back into you and strap it tightly in place."
"P..p-please noo-oo..." she stammered, suddenly aware and afraid of these men crowded so closely around her in the still, stuffy air of the dark passageway. She could feel them brushing against her body, on all sides. She could smell their fetid breath on her naked neck and shoulders. She swayed slightly, still dizzy from her incredible sexual needs and the massive energy loss from her body.
Suddenly two of the punks grabbed her arms again and Jose stepped up, a short finger sliding between her legs, then a second and for the next five minutes he attacked her clit sending incredible yet frustrating sensations through her body. Several times her knees gave out and she sank downward only to be jerked back upright by the men holding her arms. Finally Jose stepped back and again her head sagged downward onto her chest, ragged sobs and gasps for breath the only sound in the alleyway. The throbbing vibrator was still clutched in one of her hands.
"INSIDE YOU, bitch, and NO MORE ARGUMENTS!" Jose slapped Raven, spinning her head sideways. Heat from the point of contact flushed across her cheek and her eyes teared ... she had FELT that! She knew she was now terribly weakened by this ordeal.
Crying a little, Kate meekly complied, lowering her head as she pushed the tool into her cunt. As the end of the tool passed her nether lips she staggered a step and bent at the waist, bumping into the wall behind her, moaning and sobbing from the pleasure/pain/humiliation. Clumsily, dimly, she began tying the straps around her thighs. She HAD to cum!! She had to do what these BEASTS wanted so Jesus would LET her cum! Again rough hands grabbed her biceps and pulled her away from the wall until she was more or less erect.
"Good babita!" Jose said, slipping behind her. He bent her over, using one hand around her stomach to hold her on her feet while the other hand slid a smaller anal dildo into her. As she stood there bent at the waist, his hand slowly caressed her stomach and idly scratched her pubic mound.
She gasped loudly and suddered at the sensations and more jism trickled down her naked thighs.
The men around her then worked in earnest. After yanking the girl upright her arms were pulled behind her and twisted so that her palms faced away from her body. She was then cuffed and a long white nylon police-style restraining cord was wrapped around both her elbows. When the nylon tie was pulled together, bending her elbows together unnaturally, Kate cried out from the pain caused by the painful way her arms were positioned. She was then lifted up by hands on her buttocks and shoulders while other hands pushed her legs together. J ose reached into his gym bag and pulled out a large black object. A crotchless leather bondage stocking, sometimes called a 'boot', was pulled up over her legs past her knees and over her thighs, holding her legs together tightly, very uncomfortably and making the two dildos seem even larger inside her.
The Garzas and their gang carried Kate down the alley and loaded her into a nearby van. She was laid down in the back, on the floor of the van. The five thugs (one was still unconscious from her blow to his face early in the fight) were in back with her; the Garzas sat in the front seats.
"We have someone who wants to meet you, chica," Jesus said, adding "the boys will keep you from getting bored on the trip." He and Jose laughed as the van pulled away from the curb.
As the van started the men crouched around her. Two grabbed tits and fondled them, licking and squeezing her nippples roughly. The third sat on her thighs, his fingers teasing her clit, as the toys moved in her. The 'boot' kept her legs tightly together so as his finger dug into her vagina she felt his rubbing even more powerfully, felt him pulling her pussy's hairs. The last one licked and sucked her toes sensually.
Her moans and gasps filled the air of the van and she could think of nothing but the waves of pleasure throbbing in her body and her unattainable orgasm. "P-p ... nnNGGHH ... please! You ... mmnnn ... PROMISED ... aaooowww!!" she managed to cry out. All she heard was laughter. The brothers did not provide her with the orgasm she desperately needed.
The van travelled through the dark streets as the men continued to torment the helpless heroine, keeping her at the height of arousal. Her moans and gasps filled the air of the van as she begged over and over for release. Kate was barely conscious of anything but the incredible torture she was suffering from the Garzas - she was being 'pleasured to death'.
Finally the Garzas saw their destination and the mental block was released by Jesus just as the two men had been instructed. Kate instantly began to climax and her body exploded with a long and heavily intense spasm of pleasure. Her body bucked and thrashed, knocking the men around the back of the van. Within a few moments, the intense vibrations drove into into unconciousness....
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Kate awoke slowly and sensed that she was laying on something hard. Her mind dimly recalled her ordeal and she shot up to her knees. She wasn't bound any more and nothing was in her. She was in a fairly dark place.
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"The subject has awakened" said a tech in a monitoring room.
"Very good!" was the reply, followed by "Monitor her and initiate level one testing."
"Yes, Ma'am!" responded the tech.
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Kate let her eyes adjust to her surroundings and saw that she was in a stone room with a hallway to her right. Then she looked down at herself. She was wearing a thin blue t-shirt ... no bra of course, she thought, wryly. She was also wearing a pair of skimpy shorts, with what felt like cotton panties under them. She must have been out a *long* time, as she didn't feel sore, and her powers felt like they were at close to full strength, though the panties were causing a slight downgrading of them, she was probably at about 90 percent. Where the cotton panties touched her skin, she felt a kind of rash or burning. There was a belt around her waist, holding the shorts up. When she touched the buckle to remove the shorts and the painful panties the room turned white from intense lights beamed from the ceiling and an incredibly-loud horn blew. Kate immediately closed her eyes and fell against one wall, screaming from the pain her ears felt, both hands futily covering her ears. A second later the noise stopped and the lights dimmed back to normal. Slowly Kate pulled herself erect and away from the wall and again touched the belt buckle. Again the sound and light show staggered the woman, driving her backward against the wall, sobbing from the pain in her head.
After a longer time, the sound and light show ended and Kate AGAIN stood away from the wall. This heroine was PISSED and ready to kick some serious ass! Wherever she was, she knew she had to find and deal with the Garzas. AFTER she got out of this ... whatever!
She moved slowly, a hand on one wall for support, her bare feet slapping the cold concrete floor as she moved into the hallway and the darkness beyond.
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"Subject left room 1 in 2 point 3 minutes. Sound level was a uniform 220 decibels, light level was 18 point seven five. Apparent residual damage is minimal, Ma'am," the tech said. "Subject is in passage two, approaching Station 1."
The costumed woman standing behind the technician put one gloved hand on his shoulder and said, "Increase sound to 280 decibels this time, and be sure to monitor her responses. For their sakes, I hope those Garza boys were right and that this woman in invulnerable. If she dies on me like the others ..."
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Kate had taken just a few steps into the dark hallway when she saw something ahead - on the left. It was a door! She stepped toward the door and put one hand on the door knob and tried to turn it. Again the hellish white light flared from overhead and an even larger roar hammered her ears from an incredibly loud horn. Crying from the pain, her knees buckled slightly as her hands tried to cover her ears and blot out the sound. No effect. Sobbing, she dropped to her knees, chin resting on her chest, as the wail continued. Finally, the sound died and she was able to pant slightly, relieved at the silence.
Shaking her head, Kate again tried to rise to her feet. As she did one hand touched the door for support and suddenly the sound and light show began anew. Crying out, Kate dropped immediately to her knees and screamed at the top of her lungs as she pressed her palms against her ears.
Some time later Kate was dully aware that the roaring horn had stopped and that the only noise in the hallway was her own screaming. She stopped and again tried to rise to her feet. This time, she was careful to not touch the door. Apparently, they didn't want her to touch anything metallic?
"Unnhh!" she moaned, "my ass is on FIRE! There must be some way to pull off these clothes ... without setting of an alarm!" She tried to pull the shorts down, but her hips were too wide. She tried to break the loops but the nylon wouldn't yield to her powerful fingers. Distraught, the woman continued down the hallway.
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"She's approaching Station 2, Ma'am," the technician said to the beautiful woman behind him. "Remotes indicate that her BP and HR both went ballistic near the end. She almost passed out from the noise and sound."
"Excellent," the woman said, moving to another console. Dr. Allie Collins was a renegade scientist who used pilfered advanced research and technologies stolen from the Department of Defense to sell on the black market or to use to steal other things. She had used some of the technology to make herself a super-villain suit and called herself "The MixMaster" after her ability to take different technologies and weld them into a super weapon. Her weapons had allowed her to defeat Supergirl twice and even defeat the mighty Superman once! She had just recently left the two super beings in a Dallas hospital, defeating them when they interfered with some people she had been helping. Despite this, she knew that she needed a more powerful weapon to CRUSH these super powered busybodies!
"I'll be at Station 2. When you see her become incapacitated by the sound, signal me!" MixMaster said, turning. She donned her special helmet completing her "costume" - a high-tech body suit with special padding to blunt/divert any blows she received. She also had a belt with many different tools that she had thought might be useful against super beings. Her helmet was sealed to keep out sound, gasses, and any other threats. The highly-reflective visor would stop lasers and the minute amounts of lead in the shield and helmet kept snoopy heroes' super vision from seeing MixMaster's face.
She was now working on a way to subdue and dominate ANY super hero using concentrated sound.
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Kate had a splitting headache by the time she turned a corner in the hallway and saw a doorway at the end just five feet away. "Now ... do I ... try to open this door, or will they just hit me with another sound?" she asked no one in particular. "Well, I know I can't go back. Might as well ..." she thought, then charged forward the last few feet. She suddenly leaped into the air and both her feet slammed against the door, blasting it open. Momentum carried her through the doorway into another passageway. As she landed on her feet in a crouch on the other side of the doorway, she saw a figure approaching her. The figure stopped suddenly and froze. Inside the helmet, MixMaster was cursing like a longshoreman. Kate just saw the gleaming reflective face shield. Then the lights and siren began, on the other side of the doorway. Again Kate found her hands rushing to cover her much-abused ears, her eyes tightly closed, even though the noise was in the other room.
MixMaster pulled open the lid on a pouch on her weapons belt and extracted an object as the girl at the other end of the hallway started to rise from her crouch. MixMaster took one step forward and made an underhand swing with her arm. At the end of the swing she snapped her wrist and there was a light *pop* sound. Immediately after that a specially-designed web began to unwrap itself as it flew toward Kate. The woman was turning to close the door to put the light and noise on the far side of thick wooden door when suddenly *something* hit her back between her shoulder blades and began to wrap around her body! Kate shook her head as some kind of large fishnet thing had begun to wrap around her body! She struggled, but though the net did yield slightly, Kate was unable to break the netting. Both her arms were pinned inside a web that reached from her head to her waist! One arm rose straight up from the webbing and was stuck to the left side of her head. Her right arm was pinned to her chest and face. Awkwardly, Kate overbalanced and fell to the ground, her head in the doorway, the intense white light and deafening sound battering her brain.
MixMaster reached the fallen woman, experiencing some slight discomfort herself, even through her specially-designed helmet. The sound was finally loud enough to be a good distraction. Now, before this *heroine* could react to the webbing ...
Kate was dully aware that someone was putting something around her neck. Kate's eyes were tightly shut, and she was screaming in a futile attempt to drown out the sound hammering her ears. Suddenly, the sound and light show winked out and, in the blessed silence, Kate began to feel a thrumming around her neck.
"I slipped the VibraBand through the webbing and secured it around her neck. Now we'll see how long it takes to set up sympathetic vibrations in the subject," MixMaster said via radio link to her technician. "Engage the band's artificial intelligence to let it seek the proper cyclic vibration rate. Tell me what your monitors show; I'd better stay here in case she gets free of the webbing and tries to remove the band before the test is completed."
As Kate struggled to rise to her feet, the thrumming around her neck began to modulate, moving slowly through different frequencies. She managed to get onto her knees, with her butt in the air and chin on the ground when she felt a boot on her hip. The person beside her pushed Kate sideways and she dropped back onto her side. IT WAS A WOMAN!! No mistaking the tits and hips through that skin-tight costume! What the Hell . . . ?!?
"Any luck yet on the frequency?" MixMaster asked her tech. "No, well if it doesn't find one soon, I'll have to try another way to stop these freaks. This is taking just too long!"
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For the next fifteen minutes, as Kate lay on her side or back or stomach, she would struggle to rise only to be kicked down by the costumed woman. Attempts to break the webbing met with failure - it was too resiliant and too strong to yield to her powerful muscles and her arms had no leverage the way they were pinned against her head. She once stretched the webbing until it was over an inch away from her head, but then the other woman kicked Kate's elbow and she lost her struggle. And the thrumming in her neck was starting to give her a MONSTER headache!
"Pull the plug and let's get out of here," a disgruntled MixMaster radioed to her assistant. "The A/I doesn't react fast enough to find the right vibration speed to shatter heroes' molecular bonding. Leave her here. The Garzas can have her back, if they want her. She's of no value to me." MixMaster turned away from Kate and jogged down the hallway and out of sight.
For the next few minutes the dazed and confused heroine lay on the floor, her strength slowly coming back to her. As the effects of MixMaster's tests wore off, the heroine grew more and more aware of her surroundings. Finally, she was able to work her way free of the net webbing, and followed the hallway that MixMaster had taken.
After perhaps a half hour of of wandering halls and rooms, she came to yet another door, this one partly ajar. She could hear voices beyond it so she paused to listen. "Don't want to set of any more of those alarms!" Kate thought.
"Remeber hombres, the chica will be dangerous, but she is only a woman, as you have all seen. We will catch her again and use her like a woman should be used."
Kate recognized the voice as one of the Garza brothers and crouched to wait. After a moment she felt the door push outwards and she rammed against it, pushing in with all of her might. The lead goon took the full force of the door and fell to the ground, face shattered and bloody from the force of the impact, as the angry heroine leaped into the room. She could see both Garzas, as well as Ramon and another one of the punks from earlier.
Kate saw red and in the moment that the men were stunned by her sudden appearance, she stepped forward and thrust her left hand forward, driving her outstretched fingers into the throat of the last of the punks. Under her enhanced strength his windpipe crumpled like paper and he sagged to his knees, clutching his throat and gagging as he choked to death.
The Garzas recovered quickly, spreading out to left and right of Kate as Ramon, with typical Latin machismo charged directly at the woman. Kate waited for a moment, then spun 180 degrees into a round house kick, her bare foot hitting the side of Ramon's head. The massive power of her kick send him flying through the air in a cartwheel which ended when he crashed into a console of some sort. He hit it hard and the force of his landing caused the console to begin spitting sparks and making popping and hissing sounds; he lost consciousness and was out of the fight.
As the Garzas circled the heroine looking for an opening Kate moved to the center of the room. Jose wasn't worried as his TK power had defeated her before. Jesus, however, was worried as his telepathy impressed him with the power of her pure rage. It was like a shield for her against his powers and he didn't even try and fool himself into believing that he was a match for this woman in close combat. He had to signal Jose to back off.
Raven went to the attack, selecting Jose since he seemed to be the greatest threat - she still couldn't tell which had which power. Raven dropped into a leg sweep, a powerful blow from her heel taking Jose's legs out from under him. Jesus took advantage and leaped onto the girl's back, hoping to slow her down long enough for Jose to get up and do something. From his past excursions into Raven's mind, he knew the best way to slow her down was to arouse the woman so he grabbed a breast with each hand and squeezed them, causing her to moan.
Jose took advantage of her momentary distraction and rolled backward onto his feet. As he rose, he spotted something that he could use ... this silly bitch would learn not to mess with the Garzas!
A raging mania to kill these guys gave Kate strength she didn't know she had. Rising to her feet, she grabbed Jesus' wrists and hunched her back, expertly tossing Jesus over her shoulders across the room. He slammed into the wall upside down and dropped roughly to the floor, landing on his head, stunned. "Now where's that OTHER son of a BITCH!" Raven said, turning.
Behind her one of the "hot" wires on the console moved, sparks flaring from it, and crossed the room toward the heroine's back. The wire hit her back above her left kidney and sparked current into her. For a second, Raven stood rooted to the spot as the electricity poured into her body. She seemed to glow and cried loudly from the effects of the electricity. Jose grinned. "That should take some of the fight out of you, cunt!" he said, rubbing his hands together. "Now we must see that you don't resist us," he continued, thinking he'd have plently of time to subdue her before she could act again. Suddenly his face paled as he realized that she wasn't screaming in pain, but in triumph!
Kate felt the wire hit her and as her body flooded with the electrical enerygy she almost creamed herself ... she felt more than 100 percent of her power! She stepped forward and the hot wire dropped to the floor. The heroine turned toward Jose and leaped and forward flipped across the room to Jose in second, his movements seeming to her to be in slow motion. He tried to attack her by raising her hands in a crude Karate stance but Raven hit the ground inches away from the man and casually blocked his attack, shoving his hands to either side. In a second her left leg shot out; her foot hit Jose's leg above his knee, pressing it backward, bending the leg unnaturally until it shattered it into multiple fragments, some of which broke through his skin and pants. Jose fell onto his butt, screaming from the incredible pain.
Raven leaned down and grabbed Jose by his greasy black hair and pulled his face upward to face hers. "If you EVER fuck with me AGAIN, I'll KILL you, GOT ME, ass wipe?"
Jose nodded weakly, blinking back tears, grimmacing from the pain in his leg. Kate she dropped the man back onto his butt ("AAIIIEEE!!" he moaned) and turned away from him. A quick look showed Jesus still unconscious at the foot of one wall. Passing him she pushed open a last door and stepped outside. A quick look in a nearby van and she saw the clowns had left the keys in the ignition so she took their van, roaring away from this nondescript warehouse, driving back downtown to where she had left her bike. A few hours before sunset on Sunday night, barefoot and tired, Kate and her small bike were roaring up the highway and she was heading home. "SHIT!" she said, "I gotta job with the Super Heroes Foundation tomorrow!"