THE PERILS of SATIN!

"SATIN's Auto-Erotic Asphyxia Peril"

by Androidus

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

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Chapter 1

The distress call had led Becca to a seemingly deserted office block in downtown Los Angeles. Nobody appeared to be at work, but then it was gone midnight after all.

Becca managed to gain entry into the building without tripping the alarm and she stealthily made her way through the corridors towards the signal she was picking up on her sensor. As she reached the wall at the end of the corridor she looked, puzzled, at her readings.

"This is odd," Becca thought to herself, checking and double checking her sensor's read out. "According to this, I'm stood right next to whatever is emitting this distress call..."

She turned around, circling on the spot, but the readings remained the same. She considered for a moment, then realised that as well as numerous storeys above her, there could just as easily be a couple - if not more - beneath where she was standing. Adjusting her sensor accordingly, Becca re-scanned the area.

Sure enough, the signal was indeed coming from below her.

"Gotcha." Becca grinned to herself and went to locate the nearest elevator.

"It appears that she has discovered our whereabouts after all, sir." Androidus' henchman declared, turning from the monitor as it relayed the images from the multitude of hidden cctv cameras in the offices above.

"Well, that is the result we were hoping for, after all, isn't it?" Androidus replied, semi-sarcastically.

"Has the elevator been suitably 'prepared'?"Androidus inquired of his henchman. The man turned and smiled broadly at his employer.

"Yes sir, she will have no idea what hit her until it is too late."

Androidus walked towards the table and the monitor to take a closer look just as Becca used her phenomenal strength to prise open the closed-off elevator and walk inside.

"Excellent." He said, totally devoid of emotion.

They watched the monitor as the super powered Satin prised open the elevator doors and entered the elevator.

Inside the elevator, Becca discovered that the floor she was on already was as low as she could technically go - there was no button anywhere in sight for any lower level.

"I just do not get this...." She thought to herself. "There must be some kind of hidden switch somewhere - surely!"

As she probed and felt the face of the button panel, Becca felt and heard a creaking inside the elevator. She stopped and froze for a moment.

"Maybe it is rigged to automatically descend by itself after a period of time." She figured.

Suddenly, the floor of the elevator split open right down the middle, like twin doors opening, and Satin suddenly felt her heart in her mouth as - totally surprised - she began to plummet down into the shadowy depths of the elevator shaft.

Startled by the sudden absence of floor, Becca shrieked out, echoing through the shaft as she fell through what seemed to be a great many floors. She vaguely became aware of a murky mist or fog around her as she fell. It had to have been at least six or seven floors. Satin hit the ground with a sickening thump, totally winding her. However, a seven floor drop was not enough to put her out of commission for very long. She tried to focus through the fog and took in a gulp of air to replace what had just been knocked out of her.

It was gas....Knockout gas....An extremely potent and fast working knockout gas.

Becca just about registered that she had fallen into a cloud of the gas, and was therefore in some kind of trouble, before she succumbed to it's powerful anaesthetic and collapsed unconscious on the ground.

The elevator door opened and a plastic suited man in respirator equipment stepped towards the stricken heroine. Becca was oblivious to anything now.

"She's totally out cold, sir." The suited figure rasped into his communicator.

"Excellent," Sneered Androidus. "Ensure that you remove her power belt immediately...when she awakes I want  her to be totally and utterly at my mercy."

The figure knelt beside the costumed adventuress and slid his arm around her waist, relishing his chance to get up close and personal with the sexiest super heroine ever, and untied her power-giving belt. He slowly removed it, sliding his arm back around her delicious waist, caressing the body of the imperilled Becca as he did so.

"I have the belt, sir."

Androidus had her. He knew he finally had her right where he wanted her. Though Becca had no way of knowing, she was now in the most serious peril she had ever faced. This made Androidus grin from ear to ear.

"Bring her into the enclosure." He said curtly.

"Sir." Replied the henchman, lifting her inert body from the floor and carrying her down the basement corridor.

Androidus watched as the costumed heroine dangled helplessly, carried by his henchman to what would soon prove to be the most frightening, terrifying, sinister death trap she has ever faced.

He grinned.

"Soon, Satin..."He laughed to himself.

"....Soon...."

Chapter 2

As Becca began to awaken, she became aware of a intense feeling of claustrophobia. She remembered she had travelled down to the lowest floor in the building and then recalled how the elevator had turned out to have a trick floor to it, sending her plummetting to the ground below - through the weird gaseous cloud - and ultimately into unconsciousness.

She sensed, somehow, that she was still in the same general location. The 'feel' was the same, as was the over-riding smell of oil and grease from the bowels of the elevator shaft. She had not been moved very far at all.

All this came of little consolation as she realised she was laid flat out on her back and totally unable to move. Was it still the effects of the gas?

Straining to look around, Becca discovered that she was very securely tied up. Her wrists were pulled together way up above her head, her arms at full reach, bound together with strong cord...layers and layers of it. Looking down the length of her prostrate body she saw the same cord wound tightly around her ankles, squeezing her sexy leather boots together and making the scene look very like a sex fetish freeze frame. Only being secured at the wrists and her ankles meant Becca could wriggle and writhe as much or as little as she liked.

And wriggle she did. As though there was no tomorrow.

For Becca knew that Androidus would not simply leave her there to keep her out of his way. He had after all nearly murdered her cousin Flaxen a dozen times or more, and Satin, though stronger because of her power belt, had still almost come unstuck a number of times herself.

Becca froze.

Her belt - she wasn't wearing her belt!

Becca looked around frantically, aware that she was beginning to breathe heavier and faster now, in fear of what may happen to her. As she struggled on her back against the hard tiled floor she felt something begin to tug at her waist and her neck.

She looked again at her beltless waist. Encircled around her gorgeous abdomen was another coil of fibres, simply coiled once and tailing off in either direction from her midriff. Although unable to see for certain, Becca assumed the same coil affair was also encircling her slender young neck.

But what had made her suddenly notice them...? She'd struggled like crazy just a little earlier and she hadn't noticed them, why all of a sudden....?

There it was again! A sudden inexplicable tightening! Becca's sexy eyes widened in the horrific realisation.

"So, have you figured it out yet, Satin?" Androidus' voice boomed over the intercom.

Becca gasped in frustration - a moan that sounded so sensual in the echoing room that Becca's terror turned briefly to embarrassment.

"Yes," The voice almost whispered. "...You will moan a lot, my dear Satin. The cords will not squeeze you to death very quickly at all...it will take quite some time after the initial 'placing' that you are feeling at the moment."

The coils were 'attuning' themselves to her curves, sensing how her delicious  body rose and fell with each helpless breath and coiling in around her....making themselves very snug against her.

"You really are nothing more than a monster, Androidus!" Becca called out in panic. She could think of nothing else to say. Begging was just what he was looking for, so she wasn't about to do that...besides, she knew that however much she begged and pleaded with this psychotic villain there would never be any show of mercy. Androidus never felt pity or remorse over his victims, even if they were just innocents caught in the crossfire.

So seeing as Satin was so much his nemesis, and so often the cause of trouble for his underworld dealings, disposing of her in the most grisly, inhumane way possible was par for the course.

And also frighteningly certain, especially now she was totally powerless without her belt.

Becca was freaking. Her body twisted and squirmed in sheer desperation, frantically trying to free herself from the 'soon to be' lethal coils.

'Help!' She screamed inwardly, terrified by what she now knew Androidus was going to do to her.

'Heaven help me, there's no way I'm getting out of this alive unless somebody rescues me!' Becca thought. Her beautiful firm thighs rubbed erotically together as she tried in vain to wriggle out of the trap. She gasped and panted, straining to try to escape...

But escape was impossible.

"Struggle all you like, Becca Steele," Androidus' voice suddenly lost it's quiet, sarcastic tone and suddenly developed a frightening, angry menace.

"The fibres will slowly squeeze you, woman...slowly squeeze and asphyxiate you to death..."

Becca's wide, helpless eyes darted around the dimly lit room, desperate for some sign of hope. for something that might give her a chance. There was absolutely nothing that could save her - the room was totally barren except for her and the murderous coils.

"I don't know how many times you and that bitch cousin of yours have eluded me, Miss Steele, but this time I have covered every eventuality," Androidus continued. "You are going to die, woman, and I - Androidus - will go down in history as the man who destroyed Satin!" He broke into a hideous cackle which sent a cold shiver down Becca's spine. She burst into a furious effort of struggling and writhing, a frenzied attempt to break free from ropes that would have given her some trouble even with her power belt.

The coils slid slowly tighter around her waist and throat.

Her eyes widened in terror again.

"Ha! Ha! Didn't you realise that one day I would truly 'get you', Satin? Were you so confident in the powers of that stupid belt of yours that you never once stopped to consider that I could take it from you and render you utterly helpless? You fool! Your lack of vision will prove very costly this time!"

"You'll never get away with this you beast! Someone will discover my body, some body will figure out it was you! When Flaxen finds out what you did to me she'll -" Becca shrieked.

" - She'll meet a similar fate herself in a couple of days, woman, rest assured of that. When I tell her I have you trapped at a secret location she'll come rushing to her doom...just as you did!"

"NOOOOOOO!!" Becca screamed, feeling the coils slowly slither around her sexy waist, squeezing the breath out of her.

"Yes, Satin," Androidus laughed. "Absolutely and definitely! And incidentally, didn't you know that a woman can be 'asphyxiated' by being squeezed at the waist as well as at the neck? I wonder which of the two coils will ultimately end you? Or will it be a combination of the two? Well, whichever, my helplessly squirming costumed victim, one thing is certain....in under three minutes Becca Steele will be no more. Goodbye, Satin. Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Becca churned feverishly within the tightening coils, her entire body soaked in perspiration from her exertions. Her breasts clung to her tight costume body, nipples erect like corn stubble in the terror and excitement of her final moments. Warm thighs moistened as the satin tights between them rubbed provocatively together, her firm legs squirming together in dire helplessness all the way down to her unbreakably bound ankles.

Becca was trapped.

Still the asphyxiating coils slid slowly, threateningly around her sensually writhing body. She fought against the tightness, the inexorable squeezing, but without her powers she knew it all was hopeless.

With a sharp, shuddering intake of breath, Becca Steele screamed as loud as her powerful womanly chest would allow.

"Help! Help me, PLEASE!! Please somebody SAVE ME!!!"

Stretched to her limit, unable to protect her neck or waist, Becca's wriggling grew more and more frantic, more desperate with each passing second. Panick-stricken eyes darted wildly around the room, up at her roped wrists, down at her roped ankles...everywhere, anxiously hoping and wishing for something to leap out at her as a sign of possible escape.

Becca had been trapped so many times by this madman before, as had her cousin, Flaxen, that she almost assumed she would always escape him.

This felt scarily different. There didn't seem to be a prayer. Not a snowball's chance in Hell.

The desperately contorting woman threw herself around on the floor of what was rapidly becoming a giant coffin as menacing constrictors crushed and squeezed into her delicious figure.

Becca's beautiful eyes pleaded with the darkness...pleaded with her snares, 'Help me. please let me go!'

...But the once powerful Satin looked doomed for certain, trapped hundreds of feet below the city in a dark, sound-proof coffin-like room. She gasped in the merciless clutches of asphyxiating fibres as they continued to squeeze her to death, crushing the frightened young woman ever tighter in their hateful coils...tighter....tighter....tighter.

THE END???

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