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This is one part out of six involving a silly story that concerns
Superhero Bondage.  The entire story contains scenes involving M/F,
F/F,  Bondage, Light Humiliation,  Domination and Robotic Bestiality.
Certain parts contain certain scenes.  It is not meant to be taken
seriously,  and does not in any way mean to infringe on the copyrights
of the companies who own the characters mentioned.
   
	In fact,  all characters are NOT from the comics,  they just
dress like them.  This is a story about people who are involved in
Superhero Bondage,  and the trials that always come from the subject.
While I poke fun at the genre,  I hope none of the fine writers who
have written a SuperHero Bondage story take offense.  At the same
time,  if you have never read a story of this genre,  I think you may
still like this story for the way it shows how silly it can all be.

	As always,  comments are welcome by e-mail.   You can also
visit my website at http://members.aol.com/GntlShon/Kiko.html to show
your approval.  It does not contain any stories,  but has a few notes
about the story.  More importantly,  it contains a counter so I can
judge how popular this story is by how many hits I get.

Bound Ninja part 6


By Shon Richards


	Kiko prepared for the final assault on the mastermind behind
her torments this weekend,  Vengeance Lad.  She navigated past various
traps,  all of which were designed to put her to sleep so that she may
be bound again.  Dodging a vicious dart trap,  she paused at a
bedroom,  and picked the lock.  

	Entering the bedroom,  Kiko was happy to see her source was
truthful in there being a fridge.  She quickly opened it up and made
herself an incredibly large salad.  She sat down on the bed and pigged
out on lettuce and tomatoes.  After everything she had been through
the past couple of days,  she sliced the cucumber into little pieces
and threw them away.  

	After she had eaten her first decent meal in days,  she
considered her options.  On the one hand,  she knew all of Vengeance
Lad's defenses,  so it should be easy to get to him now.  On the other
hand,  she had the matter of recovering all of the videotape he had on
her and   there was no telling where it may be or what precautions
were needed to get to them.  She knew she couldn't afford to
underestimate this geek anymore,  the next time she becomes helpless
might be the time they decide just to kill her.  Kiko needed a plan.

	She stood up,  her plan already concrete in her mind.  She
opened the closet door and considered what she might need for her
idea.  She considered a shirt,  and even considered some panties,  but
decided she had a better chance just wearing her boots and ribbons.
looking at herself in the mirror,  she frowned at her purple dyed hair
with it's white blotch of alien cum frosting.  Still pissed off that
they colored her hair so she would look exactly like Psylocke,  an
idea leaped into her head.  A wicked grin spreading across her Asian
face,  Kiko turned back to the fridge.

	An hour later,  Mark Demeanie AKA vengeance Lad,  was watching
Superfreinds.  Which meant he was also playing with his Barbie dolls.
These Barbie dolls were dressed as Wonder Woman,  Supergirl and a Ken
doll dressed as Vengeance Lad.  And if he was playing with his custom
made Barbie dolls,  that also meant he was nude.  He still wore his
bug-eyed goggles, because it made him feel in character.  

	"So Wonder Bitch, ",  Vengeance Lad the doll said.  "Are you
willing to admit the Male is the superior sex?"

	He shook the bound Supergirl doll and spoke for her.  "Don't
do it Wonder Woman,  no matter how weak you become!"

	"Shut up!"  The doll said.  And Mark began a complicated
pantomime of the Vengeance Lad doll bitch slapping Supergirl.

	A knock at the door sent his dolls flying and him scrambling
for his pants.  After tugging his pants on,  he walked to the door and
opened it,  ready to curse one of his bitch helpers out.  When he saw
Kiko standing there,  he yelped in terror.

	Kiko stepped in,  her head down in a subservient position, and
her hands crossed over her naked sex.  Even though her boots made her
taller than Mark,  sh was able to still convey a sense of inferiority.
Mark wasn't buying it though.

	"Watch it!"  he screamed.  "Pillage,  my faithful robot dog
will hump your ass as soon as I give the word if you try anything
funny!  Even if you kill me,  you'll never figure out the twenty digit
password code to open the master Studio door!"
  
	He then fumbled with the controls on his belt and set the dog
timer to 4 hours,  he didn't want to take any chances with the deadly
assassin.

	"Please Vengeance Lad sir,  I came to give myself up"  said
Kiko.

	Mark was zipping his pants when this news hit him.  

	"Huh?" he said.

	Kiko kept staring at the floor.  She realized the ancient
Japanese women must of done this in order to keep a straight face when
spouting submissive dogma.  It seemed to be working for her.

	"Ever since you were able to capture me"  Kiko began.  "I have
been aroused by your power,  seduced by your control over me and found
myself feelings urges towards you."

	"Huh?" he said,  amazed at what he heard.  

	Kiko growled under her breath,  pissed that her attempt at
submissive poetry was unappreciated.  She tried something more direct.

	"When you tied me up,  it got me really horny and I want to be
your sex slave."  she said,  not as convincing as she had hoped.

	"Really? WOW!"  he yelled in triumph.  Excited,  he fumbled
with his pants to unzip them back down.

	"No let me, "  whispered Kiko,  her hands quickly disarming
his zipper.  Vengeance Lad quickly forgot that this was the woman he
had been trying to kill the pst few days.  As Kiko fell to her knees
and gripped his rigid four inches,  he thanked God he was so
dominating.  He also activated the video cameras so that he could sell
this tape later on his webpage.

	Kiko wrinkled her nose at the smell from his underwear.  Using
ancient breathing techniques,  she managed to suck his cock into her
mouth without tasting too much of him.  Quickly she popped his cock in
and out of her mouth,  his head brushing her lips.  His weak knees
gave out on him and he slipped back onto the bed.  Kiko easily
followed his falling cock,  and stayed right on top of him.  He looked
down to see her purple hair bouncing up and down on his crotch,  and
almost cam from the sight alone.

	Kiko's breath was giving out,  so she stopped blowing him and
rose to meet his eyes.  Her hand was firm on his throbbing four inches
of manhood,  just so he wouldn't forget her skills.

	"Oh Vengeance Lad,  your power is so sexy"  Kiko whispered,
her lips open in invitation.  "Why don't you tell me why you decided
to show all women their true place?"

	Kiko figured that asking him that question would buy her some
time while she regained her breath.  Mark leaned back and basked in a
woman's worship for the first time.  He knew from reading cheap
bondage books that this would happen one day.  He was just glad he
finally met a women who knows her true place is between his knees.  He
always figured the reason his henchwomen were so against bondage was
because they were lesbians.  Obviously a true woman knows how to
respond to a true master.

	"Well Psy-Slut,"  he began affectionately.  "It all began when
I was a kid and I collected comics.  Every month I would write to
Wonder Woman,  Supergirl and any other chick that was hot in a spandex
outfit.  Every month,  I sent new letters.  I sent candy.  I once even
wrote a ten page poem for Wonder Woman.  It even ryhmed!"

	"Did I ever get a letter published?  Did I even get a letter
back?  Did they even write me in as a background character?  NO!
Those hack writers ignored me!  They never responded to me,  even
though I showed undying affection for the women.  All I wanted was to
be a character who was a boyfreind in one of the comics and they
ignored my request.  Even when I proved with every letter that I was
the biggest fan!"

	"But then,  I inherited the Ruby Tits of Luck statue.  Once I
activated it's powers,  money was rolling in.  I didn't know what to
do with it all.  After I bought all the comics I could,  I felt a
higher calling.  If the stupid comic companies won't make me a
character,  I'll become one on my own!"

	"And now look at me.  I own a major website.  I fuck women
dressed as superheroes everyday.  They're even lesbians!  I have
proven that guys are better than women and that women are too weak to
be superheroes.  And now I have you as my willing slave.  It doesn't
get any better than this!"

	Kiko decided if she had to listen to anymore  she would gag
very unsubmissively.  Acting quickly,  she climbed over his tense
rigid body,  making sure to brush her nipples against him.  He
silenced immediately when her oversized balloons of silicon were
hanging over his face,  she paused to let him breathe on her chest.
He was quiet once more,  until his breathing became too fast.

	When he began to hyper-ventilate,  she sat up,  pressing her
pubic hair against his cock.  He looked up Kiko straddling him,  her
hands cupping her massive chest. Feeling the cold leather of her boots
touching his legs,  he remembered the deadly accuracy with which she
could kick with them.  Frowning,  he asked the question he dreaded to
ask.

	"Wait a minute,"  he began,  glad to know his robot dog
Pillage could attack in an instant.  "Why are you submissive now all
of a sudden?  Are you trying to deceive me?"

	"How can you think that of me?"  Kiko said with her best hurt
look.  "Especially when I did this just to please you?"

	Kiko ran her hands over her breasts and teased them down to
her pubic region.  With a subtle shift of her hips,  she presented her
sex for Mark's eyes.  It had been dyed purple,  matching her hair.

	"I'll be damned."  he said.  "I guess this means you really do
want to be my sex slave,  sex slaves always have their hair cut or
dyed."

	"That's right,"  Kiko said,  rolling off of him.  "And right
now I want my big huge Vengeance Lord to fuck me like a good little
slave."

	Vengeance Lad sprang up,  his cock wavering like a hungry
snake.

	"Damn,  I like the sound of Vengeance Lord!"  Mark whispered
as Kiko turned around to present her firm buttocks to him.  She was on
all fours on the bed,  her head pressed to the pillow in a submissive
bow.  

	Mark decided that while he had a beautiful Asian sex slave at
his command,  he would push it a little.

    "Beg for my cock slave, beg loud."

	Kiko made a mental note to hurt him alot when this was over.

	"Oh Vengeance Lord,  please fill my aching pussy with your hot
rigid manhood.  I need you so ba- OH! You're in already?"

	Mark's self-control evaporated and he was pumping her sex like
a speeding bullet.  Despite his slender four inches,  her sex was
gripping him as tight as his hand.  He reached over and grabbed her
hair for leverage as he pounded away into sex slave heaven.  Kiko
moaned appropriately,  making him feel more powerful than a
locomotive.  He thanked God that she escaped and confessed her love
before Storm killed her.  Which made him wonder how she had escaped.

	"Psylocke bitch honey?"  he asked.  "How did you escape from
the ice-dildo pulley trap?"

	Kiko turned to face him and the smile she wore was not
submissive in the least.  "Like this. "  she answered.

	Suddenly,  her legs wrapped around his beergut waist and his
cock was being squeezed by incredible vaginal muscles.  The air rushed
out of him and he let go of Kiko's hair and attempted to part her
legs.  Her muscles rippled under decorative ribbons as he pulled with
all his puny might.

	"Now vengeance Dork," Kiko asked. "What's the twenty digit
passcode you were telling me about?"

	"Six....Nine...."  he answered,  each word torture for him to
say.

	Kiko flexed her legs tighter.  "That's only two digits,  what
are the other eighteen?"

	"You.....repeat them...."  he gasped.

	Suddenly,  the legs released him and he swore her pussy
expelled him.  He collapsed on the bed and discovered she had already
leaped off.  Turning his head,  he watched her hit the keys on the
vault door and open the way into the master studio.  He grinned,
knowing his robot dog was simply waiting for his verbal command.

	Sitting up,  he pointed and said "Pillage! get the bi-OWWWW!"

	Vengeance lad was interrupted by a punch to the jaw from Kiko.
She then snatched his remote-control off his belt.  He then went
flying as she placed a kick to his skinny chest.  Kiko took a moment
to relish that kick.

	"Pillage, " she commanded,  getting the robot's attention.
"Sic him!"  then she stepped back as Pillage leapt on Mark's prone
form.

	Kiko stepped inside the master Studio and stepped around a
laundry basket full of dirty washcloths.  She saw the Ruby Tits of
Luck statue sitting in the corner and left it there for the moment.
It was a matter af minutes to find the master copies of her sexual
adventures this weekend and only a matter of seconds to delete them.  

	Looking into the bedroom,  she saw that Pillage was
buttfucking a struggling vengeance Lad extremely well.  She laughed as
Mark tried to crawl off the bed while the robotic canine humped his
ass with his extended robo-cock.  Curious,  she turned the sound up
and listened into the bedroom.

	"Damn it Pillage! You're a very bad dog!  Bad dog! Quit
fucking my ass Pillage!"  he screamed.

	Kiko decided a moment like this was too good to pass up.  She
linked the cameras to his computer and through the miracle of modern
technology,  she created a direct link to his website,
Takeitbitch.com.  Now anyone visiting the site could be treated to
four hours of Vengeance Lad and his best friend.  

	Picking up the statue,  she wondered if it could really bring
the luck it was rumored to do.  It was made of gold,  and stood two
feet high.  The face was unremarkable but the tits were perfect
sensous globes.  The ruby nipples sparkled seductively,  and Kiko
decided she had nothing to lose.  She flicked her tongue over one
nipple.  She cut her tongue slightly on the sharp ruby,  but she
licked the other gem nipple anyway.  Looking at the statue,  she went
to wipe the blood from the nipples.  Strangely,  she couldn't seem to
find the blood,  and the gems seemed to be oddly glowing.   

	"Oh well,"  Kiko said.  "Let's see if it affected my luck when
I get home."

	A few hours later,  Mr Yugokumach was sitting in his office
while his electronics expert was explaining his findings of the past
three days.  He listened patiently as his man explained how the
recording device planted in Kiko had sent back signals that translated
into one illicit orgasm followed the next day by a two hour long
arousal session that ended in a series of orgasms.  Then today Kiko
apparently had sex that terminated just short of orgasm.  

	Now Mr Yugokumach was a good parent.  Which means he was able
to present his own personal views into something that sounds like
authority.  He didn't believe Ninjas,  Bull-fighters or anyone who did
combat should have sex before a fight.  Which meant he was able to use
this as an excuse to control his daughter's sex life.  Despite the
fact that she once killed four men with a spatula once,  he still
thought of her as his little girl.  And now it looked like his little
girl used a simple smash-and-grab mission into a three day weekend of
sin.  

	Just then,  the door opened and his precious girl stumbled in
carrying the statue.  He sprang up,  and ran to her,  noting that her
hair had been dyed purple,  just like he has begged her to do time and
time again!  It almost quieted his anger with her erotic weekend.

	"Kiko, "  her father said.  "What's the matter my daughter?  I
see you retrieved the statue but you seem injured."

	"Oh Father, "  Kiko said with her new found skill at being
submissive.  "Everytime I came close to getting the statue,  a strange
sensation overwhelmed me and I started touching myself!  It was
horrible"

	Mr. Yugokumach was normally able to see through such blatant
deception but to Kiko's and Pedro's surprise,  he asked her "What do
you mean my precious Lotus Blossom?"

	"It was so weird,"  Kiko said.  "Almost like something inside
of me was compelling me to..oh no here it comes again!"

	  And with that she leaped up and rubbed herself against the
desk corner.  Mr Yugokumach watched in horror as his little girl with
the silicon breasts was humping furiously away at his desktop.  The
only thing he could think of was that he was going to miss that desk
when he had it burned later.  It was obvious that she was rubbing the
finish off.

	Pedro's portable sensor began beeping in rythym to Kiko's
gyrations.  Pedro looked at the sensor in horror as it escalated into
a shrill whistle.  Mr Yugokumach glared at him as it announced Kiko's
first,  second and third orgasm.

	"Kubyioshi!"  His boss screamed.  "You will remove that foul
device from my daughter immediately!  I can't believe I let you
corrupt my poor girl this way!  You're fired!"

	Kiko paused in her desktop work to add "Oh father,  if you
fire him,  he'll go away unpunished."

	"What do you mean my poor virgin vessel?"  asked her father.

	"Why don't we keep him in our employ,  and leave his
punishment to me.  I want to pay him back for making me feel so
dirty."  she said.

	She knew the statue had improved her luck when he placed Pedro
in her custody.  She knew the statue's magical powers were impressive
when he gave her a fifty thousand dollar bonus for this job due to
"emotional trauma".  But what really made her a believer in the statue
was when her father agreed to letting her order a few things that she
saw on her mission for pedro's "punishment."

	Luck was beginning to turn well for Kiko.



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