by Androidus
The wind howled as the clouds skittered across the sky. There was an
eerie chill to the night, above and beyond the chill factor created by
the blustery conditions.
As the moon yet again broke through the cloud cover, strange looking
shadows were cast by the trees, occasionally unnerving the usually cool
and calm adventuress as she waded through the dense forest to where she
believed her search would end.
Becky Steele - Satin - was keenly aware of the falling temperature around her. It was gone midnight, she had motorcycled miles outside of the city in answer to her tip off, and here she was, barely dressed in her skin tight, yet nevertheless, scant 'Satin' costume. Despite her enhanced strength and speed, Becky still liked the warmth, and she had been outside for longer than usual in conditions that could cause hypothermia to any other woman in the same outfit. She emerged from the thickest trees and noticed a light in the distance. That had to be it. Androidus' secret hideaway.
Becky watched, her keen eyesight picking out the CCTV cameras rotating back and forth. As they began to sweep back again, Satin launched herself into a 30mph sprint towards the house, covering the 200metres between her and the wall before the cameras returned for another sweep of her last hiding place. She pressed her back against the wall as she cautiously edged her way along the side of the building towards the cellar - the most likely unnoticed entranceway into the building and a method of entry she'd used time and again. The locks were very sturdy but as usual were no real problem for the strongest human woman in America (Wonder Woman and Supergirl not withstanding).
Satin slowly scaled the stairs to the ground level and quietly entered
the house. Once inside, she activated her sensor device strapped to her
wrist to scan for life signs. Registering none downstairs, she ran quietly
upstairs in her long, sock-like boots ( heel-less, designed for extra traction
and stealth. They looked for all the world like a pair of cheerleader gym
socks: Long and plain white and contouring precisely the shapely curves
of the most glamorous legs in the super heroine business).
Ducking silently into an alcove at the top of the stairs, Becky resumed
scanning. She noted one life sign alone at the end of the corridor. The
house appeared to be totally empty save for the pair of them.
The figure whirled around in shock as the oak door was kicked from its
hinges into the room. The impressively proportioned, costume clad form
of Satin stood, hands on hips, in the doorway.
"Well, well. well....Androidus, I presume?" Satin also had possibly
the sexiest voice ever.
"It's open, come in." He repied, somewhat coolly.
"Oh, now wait - don't tell me...Gene Hackman, as Lex Luthor in the
first Superman movie. You know, when Supes kicks his underground lair door
in."
"Damn, and I thought that would take you ages!" Androidus said with
mock frustration.
Satin stepped inside and scanned the room. It was still only the two
of them. This was going to be so easy - Androidus was a genius, sure, but
no way could he best her in a fight. He was finally going down.
"Here to take me in, pretty lady?" He smiled at Becky with an assured
toothy grin she fely she had to look around yet again. Still it was just
them.
"Got it in one, honey," Becky said approaching the devious criminal
mastermind. "...Are you going to come quietly or are you going to let me
have some fun kicking your ass first?"
"Brave words for a dead woman," Androidus returned, unperturbed. "Tell
me, Satin, are you really on your own out here, high up in the hills, in
a forest few people know about and even fewer have bothered to see? Alone
in this mansion to face Androidus, the greatest criminal mastermind in
living history?"
"That's right, buddy, it's just you and me - " Satin threw a punch
to his jaw, sending him flying across the room and colliding with a thud
against the closet door. "Oh, so sorry - I didn't mean to hurt you, honey...I
just want to bash your Goddamn head in!"
Androidus gazed down at the cut to his lip, laughing.
"That's Jack Nicholson in the shining, lady...very good."
Satin stood over her swiftly overpowered nemesis ready to deliver a
series of follow up blows if he tried anything.
"You've hurt, maimed and killed a lot of good people - innocent people,
you scumbag. If I had any sense, I'd finish you right here and now and
to hell with the police....but that would make me just like you, and I'm
not about to let myself sink to that level." Becky bent over to grab Androidus'
collar. As she did so, Androidus gaze dropped from her lustrous lips to
the snugly fitting power belt clasped tightly around the orgasmically formed
woman's waist.
"Gee, your belt is looking a little tight there, Satin, maybe you ought
to loosen it a little."
"Enough of the jackass commentary, shit heel, you're coming with me!"
"Oh really, it's no trouble at all, Satin. Here, let my friend Cybo
help you." Androidus had managed to hold Becky's attention long enough
for the unnoticed assailant to approach her from behind and swiftly reache
around her waist, unfasten her power belt and hurl it across the room where
it landed on Androidus' bed.
Stunned by the speed with which she was so easily stripped of her super
powers, Becky had no time to react to the previously undetected attacker's
embrace. Satin was quickly grabbed and held - trapped - in a rear bear
hug as Androidus stood to his feet.
"I don't understand, my scanner registered nobody else in the whole
building." Becky tried to wriggle out of Cybo's hug, but it was holding
her more than securely.
"That's because, Cybo is not made up of the same constituent parts
as you and I are, my dear doomed superheroine..."
"My God - he's an android?" Becky uttered with total shock. She kicked
herself at her blatant announcement of her fear.
"Programmed to murder you at my command, Satin." He looked deep into
her big, worried eyes. "I bet that has excited you, huh, princess? Do you
know what I think, Satin, " He continued, leaning into her soft cheeks,
rubbing his nose against her face as he inched towards her ear.
"I think you love the traps really, Satin - let's face it, you're always
caught in them!" He began. Becky tried to move her head away from him,
to not have to listen to him, but it was no use.
"Yes...I think you get excited by being caught in life threatening
traps. I think it excites you, Satin.That's it, isn't it? Why else would
such a beautiful young woman dress up in so provocative a costume except
to draw attention to herself?"
"You really are crazy, Androidus." Becky gasped from the tight confines
of Cybo's powerful bear hug.
"Oh, am I? I think you got into the superheroine business so that you
could outlive a kinky sexual fantasy that's been building up inside you
ever since you discovered that power belt and became Satin. I think you
came here tonight hoping that I would trap you in some lethal death trap
then leave you to struggle for your life, against time, and all alone to
savour the sexual excitement of your predicament, before you somehow manage
to escape just in the nick of time."
Becky shut her eyes tight, trying hard not to look at him. His words
lingered inside her head. Surely it wasn't true? He was just playing mind
games with her to screw her up before finally having his monstrous android
crush her out of existence. Surely she didn't derive some subconscious
sexual pleasure from placing herself - half naked - in dire peril at least
once a week?
The bear hug was still incredibly tight. She wondered what Androidus
was going to do to her next.
"Wh - what are you going to do to me?" She asked.
"You see? Even in your plaintive questioning there's a hint of 'Please
do something else to me!'"
"No, I do not do that!" Becky retorted. "I do what I do to try and rid
this country of crud like you!"
"I see, and you need to do that in a sexy costume and L'Oreal make
up - enough lipstick and eyeshadow to become a beautician? Ha! Ha! Well,
don't worry, Satin...I do have a very sexy death planned for you - I'm
sure you'll enjoy it to the full!"
Androidus turned to his accomplice Cybo and brushed himself off, donning
a hat as if getting ready to leave.
"Release her for one second - give her the tiniest hope that she might
escape here alive. Then once you grab her again, I want you to trigger
the countdown for the explosives you are carrying, housed deep in your
chest section. You can either choose to simply hold her until you explode,
or you can crush her to death first then destroy the evidence in the explosion.
Either way, I don't want any trace of that interfering young bitch left...do
you understand?" The Android nodded quietly and turned to follow the movements
of Androidus as he made towards the door. Becky dangled helplessly, struggling
futilely - a now normal, vulnerable young woman without super powers still
dressed in her sexy Satin costume....fearing her imminent death.
"Please, Androidus! Don't leave me here with this monstrosity! He'll
kill me!!" She shrieked, writhing desperately in powerful, metallic arms.
"You still don't get this whole superheroine and villain thing do you,
Satin? This isn't a film, it isn't a game. You keep getting in my way and
ruining my plans. You have pissed me off for the last time. When I leave
this house, I am leaving with the expectation that my android and the explosives
will destroy you omnce and for all. Whether he crushes the life out of
you first, I couldn't care less. I lured you her, superheroine, to strip
you of your powers and place you in the trap that will spell the end of
you. I am going to be the one who destroyed Satin...and there's shit all
you can do to get out of this. Goodbye, sweet young heroine...I trust you'll
get all the excitement you can from this peril...because there won't be
any more after this one." With that, Androidus slammed the door and exited
the building.
"Oh no...oh no..." Becky whispered quietly, her eyes darting around the room for something to save her. Her power belt lay thirty yards away on Androidus' bed. If the android let her go for long enough, she could get to it - then she might just have a chance against him.
Sure enough, the android released Becky, allowing her to fall to the floor. The instant she was aware she was free, Satin launched herself into a full blown sprint across the bedroom towards the bed - adrenalin helping her now ordinary human muscles to shoot across the floor with the pseed of a track star.
But it wasn't enough.
Just as Becky made a dive for the mattress, she felt two massive arms whip once again around her waist from behind, siezing her for the second time in a bear hug of solid steel. The forward momentum of the two meant that they did indeed land, collapsing on the bed, Satin on her front, the android with his arms around her lay on top of her back and backside. Satin looked across the bed - the belt had been knocked off and onto the floor. She tried desperately to reach her only prayer for survival, her only chance to escape her death.
She couldn't reach it.
She gasped out a loud moan of dismay, clutching feebly at thin air trying to will her belt into her hand. Satin was well and truly trapped this time, and she knew it - at least every other time she'd been able to draw some hidden reserve of strength from her power belt. This was the first time Becky had ever been trapped belt less....and it terrified her.
"NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooo!!!!" She screamed as the android
decided it would begin to squeeze it's shapely victim and therefore crush
her to death before she could die in the imminent explosion..
Becky's writhing legs and tight fitting sock-boots kicked and flicked,
flailed and wriggled, stretching, curling, desperately trying to gain some
leverage from underneath the killer 'droid.
"GGNNNYYYUUUUHHHH!!" She gasped as her breasts bulged proudly out of
her tight costume, her sexy cleavage reflected back at her from the wall
length mirror in front of her.
"He's...going....to.....kill me.....CRUSH.....ME....I can't .....get.....free......!"
She thought to herself.
Becky Steele struggled like an eel on a hook, frantic, desperate, horrified
at the thought of what was happening to her...what was going to happen
to her. Her huge, pleading, begging eyes searched for a 'phone...an 'off
switch'....a crow bar, anything that might save her. She squirmed, helpless
in the relentlessly tightening bear hug, gasping for air as the very life
was squeezed out of her breathless, panting young sweat-soaked body. From
behind her came the sudden sound of a recorded automated voice. It was
the countdown to the explosion that would destroy not only her but the
android, and the house along with them. She churned feverishly, shuddering
in fright as she struggled hopelessly in the androids grip. Becky knew
certain death was just moments away. The voice counting down all the while:
"...nineteen...eighteen...seventeen...sisteen..."
"....Help...." She screamed. "Please somebody help me!!" She tried
once again to reach for her belt as her struggles grew more and more frantic,
more feverish and desperate with each terrifying second
...And all the while, the Cybo's hug got tighter...and tighter......and
tighter.....
THE END............................??