THE HEROINES

author unknown

The large castle loomed ominously like a big, dark mountain in the late
evening moonlight. The wind made the trees rustle softly in the warm summer
night. From a hilltop, three shapely silhouettes spied the fortress
intensely. Almost as quickly as they appeared the three amazons stealthily
slipped through the trees and foliage like panthers stalking some
unsuspecting prey.

"We can't let him know we're here", whispered the Black Widow, "We need the
element of surprise." The other two nodded in agreement as they approached
a clear area of short grass that encircled the ancient structure. Knowing
that no moonlight would reveal them, they slowly sauntered in a semi
triangular formation toward the stone wall.

The three heroines, Black Widow, Mockingbird and Shanna the She-Devil, had
teamed up to catch one of the most ingenious and mischievous, international
villains they had ever faced. His name was The Geek.

The Geek was a young boy, in his mid teens, who had accidentally been
subjected to a high degree of gamma radiation that left him with an
incredibly high analytical and technical intellect. With his new abilities,
he had set out to acquire vast fortunes from the world's banking systems
through the use of computers and various exotic inventions.

For months the three heroines had worked together to thwart his every
attempt at attaining immense wealth. He still had managed to acquire a
small fortune however, and this he had used to buy an abandoned castle on a
large estate in England.

Though he was incredibly technically oriented, he still had the mentality
and wisdom of a 16 year old. This made him more of a nuisance than a threat
and the three ladies found themselves loathing their assignment to
apprehend and bring in the bothersome teenager.

"I never knew one kid could be such a pain." said Mockingbird in a dull,
griping murmur.

"Its almost a joke how we keep messing up his operations even though he's
got an IQ of a bizillion." replied Shanna.

All three heroines reached the castle wall. Anchoring their backs to it,
they stared upward toward the top of the wall for any signs of movement.
"We made it. Now what?" said Mockingbird in a slightly concerned voice.

"We must gain entry while its still dark," replied Black Widow in a sultry
whisper, "the only thing I can think of is for us to split up and find a
way inside."

The other two nodded and the three split up. Black Widow headed down one
side of the wall while Mockingbird stealthily moved along the other.
Shanna, however, had other plans and headed back across the field in hopes
of finding another structure that may lead inside.

She reached the tree line and moved stealthily through the moonlit forest.
She remembered seeing a smaller stone structure toward the east side of the
estate when the three first arrived. "I bet there's some kind of connecting
passage to the castle," she told herself as she pushed through the foliage.

As she moved, branches with summer leaves lightly brushed against her bare
legs. In the dark, the tingling sensation of the branches touching her
thighs brought on a sense of arousal. She was always turned on by danger,
by the thrill of suspense, the titillating excitement of being alone in
such a dangerous place.

As she moved on, her imagination began to flow through her mind. Each
shadow began to take new form. Each gust of wind brought on more
exhilaration. She envisioned villains behind every tree, ready to pounce,
ready to seize her body, ready to pin her defenseless with dozens of
forceful arms and tie her. Yes, tie her and gag her. Tie her with a
thousand lengths of rope. Tie every part of her struggling body...

"Ouch!" she gasped as her head hit the wall of the small brick building.
She stood, rubbing her head and stared at the side of the structure and
felt silly for letting her imagination run away with her.

"This looks like one of the servants' houses but it looks abandoned."
Circling around front she entered the building through a doorway which was
once covered by a thin wooden door which now lay rotted on the cold, stone
floor.

After several minutes of searching she realized the building had been
deserted for years. "Damn, I was hoping for a break. Maybe a sewer entrance
or underground tunnel not uncle Tom's cabin." she said cursing the small
house.

She walked outside and looked across an open field lit by moonlight and
spied some more buildings. "Maybe I can get lucky over there." and she
headed off toward the other houses.

Suddenly, as she left the doorway, she felt a gloved hand grab her left
wrist. Instantly her arm was pulled and painfully twisted up and behind her
back. At that same moment, a cotton rag came clamping down over her nose
and mouth and her head pulled backward and was pinned on some one's
shoulder, throwing her off balance.

At first it just seemed like a wet rag but as she struggled and breathed,
her eyes lit up in desperation as the fumes of the chloroform became all
too apparent. She fought to free herself but her assailant kept her off
balance, always moving backward or to one side never letting her get a firm
foot hold.

Her hips gyrated frantically as more and more of the ether fumes invaded
her lungs. With her one free hand she reached over her head behind her in a
desperate grab at her assailant. Her hand did not connect like she thought
it would and she began to realize that her attacker was as short or even
shorter than she was and that was why she could not grab him to throw him.

Shanna's valiant struggling began to slow. Her eye lids grew heavy as the
super, strong anesthetic soaked away her consciousness like a sponge
soaking up water. Her thrashings and gyrations quickly faded as her fiery
will was extinguished. All grew dark as her eyes were forced closed and,
with a final defiant sighing moan, Shanna felt the world spin out from
underneath her and the bikini-clad amazon fell unconscious.

***

"Over here," Mockingbird whispered as Black Widow sauntered through the
darkness, "I think we can get in here."

"Where's Shanna," Black Widow asked.

"I don't know but we don't have time to find her. She'll figure out how to
get in," Mockingbird whispered as both girls entered the castle through a
rotted door in the stone wall.

The courtyard was a menagerie of macabre shadows stretched across the walls
and ground. The outer wall circled a large stone structure which resembled
a huge house more than a castle. The house was extremely run down with most
of the windows broken out and vines growing like mold over most of the
walls. Except for the warm night wind rustling through the trees, the
building was eerily quite.

"This place gives me the willies," whispered Mockingbird. "Let's get this
little jerk and get out of here."

"My sentiments exactly", replied Black Widow as the two stealthily
maneuvered their way across the inner courtyard toward the main entrance.

Suddenly a low dull thud from just beyond the front door broke the silence.
The two heroines looked at each other then at the door and, cautiously,
Black Widow slowly turned the knob and both girls entered.

***

Slowly and softly, her eyes began to open and the fuzzy images and echoing
sounds grew more focused. Her head turned slightly from side to side and
her eyes blinked slowly as life returned to her motionless body.

Still disoriented, Shanna reached to rub the sleep from her eyes but, was
shocked to find herself unable to pull her arms down from over her head.
Her hands were tied together at the wrists and tied, over her head, to a
large iron ring bolted to the stone floor.

Her legs were also bound but each one was tied to a separate ring on the
floor leaving her in a semi- spread eagle formation. She wiggled and pulled
frantically at the binds but quickly froze letting out a moan of shock and
fear. "My bikini! Its GONE! I've been stripped naked!"

Her body surged upward in an arc, pulling at the ropes, as she screamed
frantically for help but only a muffled whine could be heard from the
heroine. A rag had been stuffed into her mouth and a thick towel was tied
around her head, firmly holding the rag in place and gagging Shanna. She
continued to struggle, letting out moans and whines as she remained
helplessly bound and gagged to the floor of the stone room.

After several minutes of futile struggling, Shanna settled down to calm
herself. "Its OK. I'm not dead yet.", Shanna reassured herself, "Who ever
knocked me out and tied me up wants me alive, at least for now. I just hope
the others can find me."

Suddenly, the large wooden door to the room burst open. In the doorway
several large shadowy figures stood silent. They then entered, forming a
circle around Shanna's tied body. There were five of them, two women and
three men, but they were the most unusual people she had ever seen. Even
though the room was dimly lit, she could tell the visitors were not human.

They were large and very well built. The two women had very large, globular
breasts, almost as large as Black Widow's, and very shapely figures with
large buttocks. The men were very large and muscular and were shaped like
champion body builders.

Their forms were highlighted by there skin color, which was a dull, soft
white and which appeared to be made of some kind of plastic. They also had
absolutely no body hair. Even the women were completely hairless. They had
very simple facial features and there eyes possessed no pupils. Instead,
they stared outward, never blinking, with eyes made of the same material as
their bodies.

"Do you like them my dear?"

Shanna stared up in astonishment as a little red light came on from the
ceiling revealing the dull reddish outline of a video camera and
microphone.

"So good of you to join me. I hope your little nap wasn't too unpleasant? I
do so love to chloroform beautiful women. They look so sensual when they
are subdued like you were."

Shanna gyrated in defiance as she blurted out muffled words of protest at
the mysterious voice.

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am called The Geek." Shanna's eyes lit up
in shock. "That's not fair! That's the guy we were supposed to catch!" she
thought to herself.

"I see you have also met my sybots. Yes that's right, they are robots but
very special robots. They're actually more like androids except they obey
my every wish."

Shanna stared at her automated audience, wondering at their complexity and
elegance. She was amazed at how life like they moved and looked.

"You three ladies have been giving me quite a hard time.", the voice
continued, "And, quite frankly I've had enough! You walk around with barely
a stitch of clothing on, flaunting your bodies and shoving your perfect
beauty in my face! Take a closer look at my sybot friends my dear." And
with that the sybots turned to face Shanna.

Shanna's eyes lit up in horror as she looked again at her five visitors.
The men had turned to face her and, hanging slightly erect between their
legs, were three of the largest penises she had ever seen. They began to
grow firm and full and some kind of white, oily lubricant began to drip
slowly from them.

Her eyes darted quickly to the two females and her body surged and
tightened with shock. Each of the female sybots held a large white dildo.
These also were coated heavily with the same white liquid and which dripped
from the large phallic.

"I've been waiting a long time to see you get this Ms. Jungle Queen! I
think being gang-banged for a few hours should take the fight out of you
and finally put you in your place!"

As the Geek spoke, the five sybots slowly bent down to the floor and
started grabbing Shanna's gyrating body. Hands grabbed her everywhere as
her assailants began to stroke her all over.

Forcefully they began raping Shanna. The two females each grabbed a breast,
violently massaging their prize, sucking on each tit as though draining
Shanna of her life's milk.

At the same time, one of the males forced itself between Shanna's legs and
began penetrating her, thrusting its huge member into her struggling,
defenseless vagina. Her hips thrust and swayed frantically as the sybot's
hands cupped her buttocks, clamping her gyrating pelvis to its, pulling her
struggling hips downward and forcing itself deep inside her.

After several minutes, the next male took its turn, and then the next, each
one more intense than the last. As each took their turn, the other two
stood over Shanna's bare body ejaculating lubricant all over her. No part
of her went unassaulted.

One of the females then relinquished a breast, which was immediately
molested by one of the males, and removed Shanna's gag. The frantic jungle
queen gasped to scream but her cry was muffled. The female sybot plunged
one of her large breasts into Shanna's mouth, and with a firm hand, began
forcing Shanna to suck from her tit.

The five sybots formed a mass of bodies on the floor, which slowly surged
and shifted as the violated jungle queen below them struggled in vain to
escape.

"Don't worry my dear," said the Geek in a patronizing voice, "Your two
friends will share the same fate as you." and with that the room faded to
darkness, the only sounds being the movements of bodies and the defiant
cries from Shanna's gagged mouth.

***

"I think that noise came from in here somewhere. I think it would be better
if we split up. It will make the search go much faster," Black Widow
whispered to Mockingbird.

"I think you're right. This Geek guy can't be that dangerous. Just one of
us could probably handle him with no problem," whispered back Mockingbird.
"I'll head toward the upstairs while you search down here", and with that
the buxom blonde turned toward the stairs.

At that moment, both girls were startled by a large clunking sound beneath
their feet. With a sudden whoosh, the floor opened up under both of them
and the two heroines disappeared through the trapdoors below them, their
shapely silhouettes swallowed up by the darkness.

The two girls' bodies banged and smashed into the sides of the smooth,
cylindrical shaft and into each other as they plummeted downward into the
darkness both groping at the cold steel only to find it too smooth to
grasp. Then with a sudden burst, both girls shot out of the end of the
shaft, falling a short distance onto some very large, baggy pillows.

Still dazed and confused, each tried to get up, rolling and falling again
and again due to the thickness and unevenness of the cushions.

Suddenly, before they could get their balance, each girl was pounced upon
by two shadowy assailants. The mysterious attackers grabbed each heroine
from behind, wrapping an arm around each waste. Both girls struggled
feverishly as they fought to get up and deal with their opponents but were
thrown off balance at every turn.

"Mockingbird! Try and flip...", but before Black Widow could finish her
sentence, a large cotton wad was clamped down over her nose and mouth.

Black Widow's eyes lit up with terror as the heavy ether fumes of the
chloroform entered her lungs. Next to her, Mockingbird moaned and struggled
as she too was being chloroformed by her attacker. Both girls gyrated and
struggled, moaning and crying out muffled screams as they rolled about
fighting the powerful anesthetic. Valiantly they fought but inevitably they
were doomed.

After several minutes, their thrusting hips and wiggling bodies began to
slow. Their eyes grew heavy as their spirits were soaked away. Then, with
one last sigh of resistance, each girl fell to her attacker.

***

The whir of machinery broke the thick darkness. The Widow's eyes slowly
opened as the effects of the drug wore off. The first thing she could see
was a soft white light which slowly focused into a dim fluorescent lamp
hanging from the ceiling. She moved her head slowly as she let out a groggy
moan. She quickly realized her mouth was gagged. Surgical tape had been
taped over her mouth, completely preventing any screams for help. She tried
to move her arms but found them pinned, along with her legs. As the moments
passed, she began to see where she was.

Black Widow lay on a thinly padded flat table that resembled a doctor's
examination table. Her arms were tied with leather straps, over her head,
her hands bound together. Her legs were tied separately each one strapped
to the table and spread apart at about 30 degrees.

As she struggle she also noticed she had been stripped naked. Across the
room she could see her costume laying on a small steel table. The room was
small and dimly lit. The only sources of light were the small lamp above
her, various blinking lights from some sort of computer equipment and a
video monitor. Positioned over the table was a video camera connected to an
elaborate robotic arm.

The camera began sweeping back and forth, zooming in and drawing back as it
peered over Black Widow's naked, prone body. She twisted and pulled as the
camera closely passed over every inch of her.

As it reached her breasts, it stopped, focusing in and out and sliding from
side to side. On the monitor to her side she could see her breasts being
displayed as a computer readout. The image would zoom in to a close-up of
her nipple then back to show the full breast, then over to the next breast
for the same shots.

As the images displayed in a window on the screen, a heads up display,
super imposed over the pictures of her bare breasts, showed various pieces
of information indicating the placement of the nipple, size of the breast,
volume and so on.

The camera continued on down, sweeping over her stomach, suddenly stopping
between her legs. Black Widow let out a fiery moan as her hips thrust
upward in defiance. The camera performed the same operation as before,
hovering over her bare vagina. On the display, she could see herself being
scanned as every inch of her strawberry red pussy was examined in close,
scrutinous detail. After several minutes the camera continued on and
finished its voyeuristic examination.

The monitor then came to life as various programs began executing. As the
machine busily executed its tasks, Black Widow could feel activity below
her from under the table. She began to realize that this was not just a
table but an elaborate mechanical device. Various robotic arms began
unfolding from the sides of the table and rose up over her. The camera then
positioned itself over her face and her eyes lit up in astonishment as a
robotic voice said, "Welcome human female".

"I have scanned your body and have located all target points. You are an
excellent specimen. Your well developed sexual organs and large mammary
glands will make it easy to perform my task."

Black Widow struggled and thrust at the computer's blunt and obscene
statement but her horror began to escalate as she looked at the screen. On
the monitor a program was executing, its command prerogative flashed in
large red letters:

OBJECTIVE > BREAK HUMAN FEMALE'S WILL

MODE > GANG BANG

INTENSITY > ULTRA-VIOLENT

At that moment two of the many robotic arms came up from each side of the
table and loomed over her chest. On the end of each arm was a large, white,
flexible, semi- spherical cone, similar to a suction cup. Inside, at the
base of each cup she could see a small orifice which curled in and out in a
sort of sucking motion. She thrust and gyrated as the cups moved closer.
Her breasts shimmied and sloshed around in exaggerated semi-circles.

With fiery zeal, she tried to keep the large glands away from the demonic
arms. Being so large and fluid, however, she was bound to fail as the first
tit was corralled and pounced upon by its respective cup.

The cup curled and expanded as it worked its way over the surface of the
breast. Like a kid sucking up Jell-O, the cone drew the breast inside
itself, shaping and maneuvering the nipple toward the base of the arm. The
nipple was then sucked into the small orifice at the base of the arm. The
orifice began biting down on the nipple oscillating in and out in a violent
sucking motion. As Black Widow thrust and struggled watching her left
breast being engulfed, the right breast quickly fell to the other arm.

With both beasts captured and both nipples being drawn from, both cones
began to oscillate, pulling the breasts upward in a hard sucking motion,
squeezing them tightly, then forcing them down hard and flat against her
chest.

The arms pumped faster and faster, her breasts rippling and jiggling
frantically as they were pushed together, flattened, stretched and massaged
over and over again.

Black Widow moaned and cried in defiance as her chest heaved and twisted
against the mammary onslaught. "Human, you are weak." the computer voice
declared. "Your will power will snap, PENETRATE... PENETRATE...
PENETRATE..."

Black Widow thrust her head forward and screamed a muffled cry of terror as
another robotic arm moved into position, this time over her vagina. On the
end protruded a large phallic which vibrated intensely and dripped a white
oily substance. The arm slowly approached her gyrating hips, carefully
gaining each inch as it neared its unprotected target.

Black Widow let out an animalistic cry as the vibrator's tip, slowly and
forcefully, parted her lips and steadily entered her unprotected vagina.
Her cries changed to low, deep moans, her hips swayed and her thighs slid
back and forth as the huge phallic entered deeper and deeper, twisting and
shaking as it made its way inside. After several agonizing moments the
phallic became almost fully engulfed as it reached her unprotected womb.

The arm began sliding back and forth, inserting and withdrawing the
vibrator relentlessly. The buxom heroine grunted with each thrust, growing
tighter and tighter as the rhythm of the thrusts grew quicker and quicker.
Her whole body gyrated and thrust at an ever quickening pace as she drew
closer to the inevitable.

Faster and faster the machine pumped the vibrator in and out of her in
response to her increasingly faster struggling. Her breasts jiggled and
rippled quicker and quicker and the milking became more and more violent,
the rhythm of the massage growing more and more intense. Her grunting and
moaning becoming quicker and shorter. Her body stiffened tighter and
tighter as it surged upward in a high arch.

Then, like a balloon ready to burst, her body stiffened as tightly as
possible, and there was a long silence from the heroine, the only sounds
being the rhythmic pumping of the machine.

After what seemed like an eternity, the heroine surged one last time in a
defiant thrust upward, letting out an fiery, animalistic moan as she
inexorably climaxed and was taken by the insidious machine. Her body fell
to the table defeated as she softly moaned, her legs slowly sliding back
and forth from the penetration.

The dildo withdrew itself and the arm moved away. "Human female... You are
weak... You must be climaxed... You must be taught a lesson. Your body will
be gang banged until you are totally defeated."

Lying in a dazed state Black Widow gasped and screamed in terror as the
next arm moved into place. The larger, rippled phallic hit home and she
again was penetrated.

As her body thrust and gyrated in hopeless defiance, the lights faded on a
beautiful, buxom silhouette struggling in the lonely darkness. Trapped, she
could only fight in futility as she was climaxed again and again by her
mechanical tormentor, a tormentor that never grew tired, a tormentor who
would not stop until it broke her will.

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