Reversal of Catwoman's Misfortunes Part 3

The beach was familiar, the pure-white sand. The forty foot drop off the cliff to the left. The calm water further out perfectly pictured with the waves lightly laping against the shore. A proverbal 'perfect painting'.

She knew she had been here before, she can't remember exactly when, or even how she might have got there now. It might be deja-vu, perhaps even an image from a past life. She was asleep after all.

Lying there, naked. She begins to look around, as if suddenly afraid to being caught, her perfectly shaved pussy now slightly moist, her nipples instantly aroused to stiffness on the turn-on of the possibility of being caught playing with herself in such a beautiful place.

At a thought the sky changes from a few thick puffy clouds to a few whisps of clouds at the extreme edge of the earths protective shell.....

She senses the presence if for a moment, but can't figure out where he, she,mor it may be, if it was even there at all. For as long as she can remember she hadn't been scared of anything, even a violent death is something that she has no fear of, but in her entire life, her one and only fear that she keeps buried deep within is that of having no control over a situation that directly effects her life and not being able to escape or at the least do anything to stop it. Don't we all have that fear though? In her case she actually has the abilities to do something about it and the knowledge that there are a few beings out there in the cosmos that can at a whim put her in just such a situation is something she dares not think about to much and why it is buried deep within her.

However, for the first time since she was a child a slight chill runs down her spine, only because she knows that normally she can tell when someone of superpower is near, only now....she can't focus.

After a few moments trying to feel the presence again and realizing that she is after all just dreaming and since she seems to have a bit of control of it, experimentation is the order of the moment. Beginning to feel that what she hopes is a new kind of power that is manifesting itself, she looks to the south and envisions a luxury liner, "hmmph...why not" she thinks to herself. ....filled with many men and women of many sexual tastes .....

She begins to pinch her already erect left nipple with her right hand, she concentrates a bit more and suddenly her senses are tripled. The sudden explosion (her left hand quick as light massaging her now engorged labia) as if her own touch was more like Superman doing it than anyone else, she realizes that this may not be normal but then this could be how the new power may be like.

Suddenly in the distance, the ship suddenly appears, it seems to be heading right at her at an extremely fast rate, after a few moments the ship is close enough to see the roughly 50 men and some women on board. The ship however isn't the luxury liner she envisioned, but a broken down pirate ship, literally rotting away as it sails toward the shore.

Too sexually aroused by her hightened senses and the juices already flowing. Yes, Arianna feels the danger, but has becomes so caught up in her own pleasure that she hardly notices.

Getting aroused by the thoughts that she could control perhaps her own dreams, over time completely..... that presence again, as if out of nowhere all control lost.....

For the first time in AngelWolf's life a feeling of.....worry, no...fear. How much? For now? Arianna knows only that she must focus (but on what?) on whats happening......

She turns her head toward the ship and for a moment realizes.....the.....situation..... An orgasm building up....feels soooo good. No!! She struggles to focus on the ship.

Suddenly a vibrator appears (her thoughts begin to sway) with mini-tongues surrounding the entire thing. Floating, pulsing, the tongues flicking this way and that. Just as quickly as it appeared starts to move slowly toward Arianna's already engorged pussy....

And just like that, the ship is upon the shoreline.....

Arianna, in disbelief, momentarily struggles to focus again. Everything has changed, the ocean water is gray, the landscape no longer tranquil sand and palms but fire ants and gnarled, rotting trees.

Tall jagged mountains on all sides accept to the south where the ocean, now blood red begins to swirl around in a maelstrom of destructive force.

As she attempts to focus on the ship and the creatures moving about, the vibrator becomes harder to ignore, the many tongues creating mini electrical currents that entice her extremly turmed on labia, a deep, penatrating orgasm begins to envelope her every thought, as if concentrating on anything else makes the vibrator become more alive....it feels so good but Arianna doesn't like being taken advantage of....

The fifty or so creature like things are fast approaching...no not just any creatures perhaps.......more like....... manifestations of a warped imagination.

As they get closer, she begins to feel a real sense of fearmixed in with the pleasure of the oncoming orgasm, not like moments earlier, but a real deep fear if only because she knew that she is asleep and yet this feels so real.....

Her eyes focus more on the ones in the front of the pack, she realizes that there are some human looking men, but there are also beasts of many kinds: ogres, gnomes, minataurs, Klingons, & deranged Ferengi. It's as if all the many creatures of Star Wars, Star Trek and D&D were suddenly represented in her nightmare.

The large collection of beasts begins to run down the ramp toward her. She knows that she could easily dispense of them normally. She was never wrong before......

Not one of the creatures looks normal in the sense that we know of them depicted in the many books or TV shows. All look as if thet were arisen from the dead or as if they have been without contact of others of there own kind or without a......

Almost in a blur the first few are upon her.....But instead of attacking her they surround her, lying there in all her glory and ecstasy. Anger and despair begin to send mixed messages in her brain as the orgasm begins to be even harder to ignore as it builds to the moment of release.

As if by instinct she goes to punch at one of the creatures, she connects. The creatures head explodes. The orgasm begins immediately to build up even more, only now the orgasm is right at the peak, Arianna finds herself in the position she feared all her life.

Surrounded by the fifty or so creatures, completely nude, a vibrator in her pussy and an orgasm that she wanted yes, but by her own doing, this, this was not what she had in mind.

She also knows that she could hold this orgasm at bay for a bit longer, but even she couldn't hold it forever, besides, when an orgasm is right there it would drive any woman crazy not to let it release.

But then thats the shit and she knew it, give in to whatever is doing this and it most likely doesn't end, or hold it until exhaustion makes it happen anyways, or go completely mad

An overwhelming explosion deep within Arianna's womanhood bursts, as if she hadn't cum in years and had built up a load, many ounces of cum suddenly shoot out and literally spray the ten or so creatures directly in front of her....

And just like that......the vibrator dissappears

Two horrendously ugly human men attempt to hold her left arm, what looks like two Klingon's are grabbing for her right. They all begin to form a circle around her and begin hooting and hollering, whistling, cat-calling

One of the snow creatures (like the one from the planet Hoth, only smaller) wraps its large arms around her right leg and being she never really took the time to memorize the many creatures of Star Wars she vaguely remembers the ugly frog like guards of Jabba the Hutt as the one attempting to hold her left leg down.

Her eyes un-focus for a split second, when it passes she is spread eagle, the creatures somehow able to hold her down its as if she is nothing more than a feeble child; as the other unknown number of creatures hands, claws, paws, and so many other kinds of things used as hands of the many other life-forms begin to molest/slap/punch her body.

A tentacle slithers down her butt crack and begins to massage softly at her asshole, a human hand and a paw begin to pinch and twist her left breast, two other types of 'hands' begin to manipulate her right breast...... her heightned senses no less than before.

Even with all her might at trying to push these nightmarish creatures off her, its as if the more she struggles the more powerful the molestation becomes, the tighter the grips, the more savage the slaps. The more pleasurable it becomes....

This went on for what seemed like hours, but was merely a few minutes as AngelWolf is near exhaustion, when what felt like a dozen different fingers begin to penetrate her pussy, every flange suddenly coming to life in extremely intense vibrations, sending her pussy into an instant frenzy becoming as wet as its ever been; with Super girl (the only female that was ever able to last long enough to make Arianna cum) another reason to get pissed off. Thus begins the rape she knew was coming, but hoped wouldn't.

Your typical dream or nightmare is not usually known for your feeling anything that happens to you, sure there are those dreams that you might get a feel of some small portion of what is happening, like when you seem to have some control of what is happening, and on those rare occasions when in your dream Jennie Garth is eating your pussy and you have total control and wake up knowing you orgasmed.

But in the case of this nightmare...and Arianna in the back of her mind had long since already realized that this is no ordinary nightmare, as the many hands that are touching her she feels intensely, she reacts to it all, every slap hurts, every punch seems to knock the wind out of her, every pull of the hair, every massage of her nipples and manipulation of her ass and pussy, it does become increasingly harder to concentrate on trying to wake up, especially since you want to orgasm when you want to but not at the hands of this terrible nightmare.

But then, you might as well try and hold on to your sanity

Of course, with her endurance rivaling any of the top superheroes and then some, her body could take a lot and when she becomes exhausted like she seems to be now she is having a bad day......though this is a dreamworld she obviously isn't in charge here and that is what scares her more.

An intense buildup of an orgasm breaks Arianna concentration of waking up to focusing on not cumming.

To late.....another extremely powerful orgasm erupts within her.

She begins to hear screaming for wanting these creatures to go away or at least stop, and realizes that the screaming is hers, it seems a few firsts are taking place and what AngelWolf doesn't like about it is that she seems to be powerless to stop it.

Sadly, too many women are the victims of this, some women may tell themselves that if rape is going to happen, then just lay there and hope the man gets caught later, she will put herself in another place so that her mind will not react to it. It is bad enough that it happens, but to have your body go against your wishes makes it that much worse. And Arianna finds herself struggling to keep her body from reacting.

And that is exactly what begins to happen to AngelWolf...... again!

A massive explosion between her legs breaks all concentration within her and for the third time she lost a battle.

All struggling ends, she stops....everything.....gone.

Almost as if she's given up, no more reason to keep fighting with this nightmare, and the worst part of that; is that it wasn't even humans that did it to her, but imaginary creatures from TV and the like.

After what seemed like forever, actually an hour, even if she had cared to bother counting how many orgasms she had had, thirty now. Another..... what seemed like forever....

Each creature that had been molesting her had given one of the orgasms to her, and yet not a single cock or dildo was used; it was simply the creature sitting over her and doing nothing more than finger-fucking her, each fingers/paws with the the same vibrating ability.

A momentary lapse....the mind wandering.

Not that I (or any woman for that matter) would ever happy about being raped in any way, but at least if your going to be forced into orgasm at least it could have been with a large cock.

As the prospect of knowing the her body failed her against vibrating fingers attached to ugly, slimy, make believe creatures may just be the worst.

Remember who you are! Concentrate!

Suddenly the creatures stop (holding to the thought that maybe she found herself, her one way to make this all stop) those that were holding her are reinforced by extra helping hands, the rest surround her in a tighter circle leaving a small opening directly in front of her spread legs.

A young man approaches, he has no clothes on and he climbs a top her, his body is clear to see but his face is blurred (the type of blur you'd see on Jerry Springer when a woman is on stage topless)

This is a nightmare...no this is a fucking nightmare! She thinks to herself. She tries to scream out that she is AngelWolf and that they will die for this, but the creatures and the man looking at her just laugh, as if what she thought they heard, but thought it a joke.

The man simply smiles and lifts his cock; at first it is small and slowly grows to what would amount to twice the width of her own pussy, she resigns herself to the fate.....to exhausted to stop it anyways.

But before she does she musters every last ounce of her iron will, her dignity, pride, and strength in one instant moment she looks at the bastard..... right about where his eyes would be with as iciest a stare she had ever given to anyone, a stare of death, the type of stare that was meant for him to perhaps believe that she saw his eminant death by her hands and for a split second there was a feeling within the dream that might have betrayed him as a young man, perhaps even a teenaged boy that thought himself all powerfull.

Arianna wasn't completely sure she saw or even felt it with her mind and body all crossed up like it was.

After the momentary pause, perhaps thinking to himself that she wasn't strong enough to see though his power the asshole on top of her jams his cock hard into her pussy.

What hold she had an her sanity dissolved in that next moment.... to imagine a pain where your body bursts apart cell by cell, as if all her skin is simultaneously pealed and melted off her body at once and all her bones being turned to millions of splinters and smashed to mush at the same time.

Her screams might have shattered a mountain.

A ring...

The boy looks down at her "You are mine! I will fuck you every time you sleep, that is unless you can stay up for the rest of your life."

Fully aware but beyond exhaustion breathe, she simply thinks "In fact, I can stay up for a long time you little fuck.....you might want to kill me now for I will find you in the real world......"

Smirking, as if nothing she could say or think can hurt him "Oh, I'm so scared my new little whore?" he said it in a mocking tone

"....I will tear your ass out though your mouth" Finishing her threat aloud. There was such venom in her voice that this time he must have been just a slight bit shaken as his blurred mask over his face slightly diminished and cleared up as Arianna was able to get a distorted but usable....

Another ring........

Arianna shot up from her sleep, sweating and breathing hard.

"What the hell? Are you alright Arianna?" came a concerned voice from a foot away

"I...... I just had a really....... a nightmare," Realizing that her hand was covering her pussy she was slightly grateful that she was covered with her blanket

"You don't look so good. Let me get you some water."

"You don't have to Jessica, I'm fine" Jessica turned to look at her lover "Ok, I'm not.." taking a deep breath "......fine"

"Here you go Arianna" A concerned look on Jessica's face

"Thanks Jess," she takes a quick gulp "I have never had a dream that I didn't have at least some control of. I'm sorry for getting angry just now."

"It's ok Arianna. I don't know what to say, except that we all have nightmares from time to time." Jess said confidently

Sounding slightly defeated "I know that, but you have no idea what I......nevermind."

"Well, it's 4:45am. I have to be up in 30 minutes anyways, so..." Jess leans over and kisses Arianna on the neck and begins to rub her nipples.

Still thinking of the nightmare, but not wanting to disappoint or perhaps its not let her worry her new love "I think I may fall in love with you yet Jess!" Slightly chuckling to herself in that she vividly remembered her nightmare and yet can still say what she just said to Jess.

Jessica's eyes slightly pop open at that "I didn't expect to hear that from you" A tear runs down her eye and Jess decides to make this love making session as sensuous and as pleasurable as possible.

Arianna, knowing already how Jess felt about her, knew that by saying those words meant a shit load to Jess. Thinking to herself "If only I can get myself to truly love again, I think I may be happy." Then going back to the nightmare "Not until I rid myself of this fuck and every one working with him!" she thinks to herself almost snarling. Concentrating on the blurry picture she remembered from the nightmare.

The nightmare itself wouldn't go away. Doing all she could to pleasure Jess, with the tender touches on her clit to the soft sucking on her nipples the nightmare just keeps going through her mind. As if...

Stopping suddenly. Jess looks at Arianna "What is it?"

"Something is not right!"

Jess looks sadden and hurt by this remark "What do you mean?"

"It isn't you sweetie. I..." Not sure she wants to tell Jess who she really is. The less she knows the better. "I have to go out for a while"

Getting up out of the bed, she goes in the bathroom to quickly freshen up. Looking into the mirror "Whoever you are, you are fucking with the wrong bitch!" smiling to herself at how dumb that might have looked just now but not caring much "You enter my dreams and think you can get away with it! When I find you, you are DEAD!"

A knock on the bathroom door "Is everything ok Arianna?"

"Yes Jess. Just mumbling to myself."

Chap 2 The Plan

Victor Romos, a tall lanky, rather handsome fella was sitting as his desk thinking back to the day that he happened upon AngelWolf.....or rather Arianna O'Roarke by virtue of being pulled over that one day by that totally hot detective. Entering her mind was so easy and it was by a stroke of good luck to find out that she knew of a superheroine, so instead of taking her mind over or even letting on that he knew anything he visited her dreams and helped her dreams along to manifest themselves into the information he seeked on this AngelWolf.

But now that he had her, what to do, she is more powerful than he imagined, but not more than he, he will have to be extremely careful with this one.

"So? What's the deal Vic?" Kerri Drake asks loudly

"Humph, I underestimated this AngelWolve's power of the mind" Vic says turning to Kerri who is seated next to him

"What do you mean?" Kerri yells excitedly

"Jesus Kerri, you never know when to shut up." His eyes just for a split moment look up, an evil grin forms that sends a shiver down Kerri's spine

"Vic..." A hit on the back of the head that she never felt

"Well, well, well. I didn't expect you here so soon"

"Oh really! Try going through what I went through and see if you would take your time to get revenge."

"Whatever, whatever, how did you get away?"

"Well, it is actually AngelWolf that I will have to thank. She apparently gave me my ability to be myself, so being the kind of girl I am I used my keen sense of awareness and waited for the right moment."

"Which was...?" He asks only out of morbid curiosity

"I was eating one of the bimbos out and as I had her squirming in ecstasy I told her I'd give her the biggest most unbelievable orgasm the world will ever not know about," She pauses to take a breath "if she gave me the ability to do what I wanted on my own. She agreed. The poor moron."

"Did you at least let her explode before you did her in?" Victor says drooling just a bit on his shirt.

"Her body never knew the difference, when one is that excited. As for the rest of the group, they were all sleeping. I killed four of them out-right. There was this nasty skank that had me eat her out and she hadn't bathed in days. She lived long enough to watch all her friends die horribly and then I simply dropped her off in a bad neighborhood with broken kneecaps. I'm sure she will be missed" The last said sarcastically

"I see." A slight pause "Well..." Clearing his throat "Here is your first new victim for your new life Selina,"

"Good. It will be nice to start over again." Selina Kyle says with a twisted smile

"The good news is that she was spotted as the one who was last seen with Barbara Gordon."

"That's purr-fect!" Selina scoops up her soon to be new toy "What about our agreement?"

"I will have a cure soon. Just let me have some more blood and urine and a couple of hairs and I'll do what I can. In the mean time, use this abandoned house as you please. It is well secluded by six miles of forest as you know and you can allow them to scream as you see fit." Turning toward the door "Enjoy yourself Selina."

"Oh...I will." she thinks to herself. As if noticing for the first time "Is all ok Vic?"

A bit surprised that she noticed at all "No, all is good" He says knowing that telling her would invite her to assume command and try to make him do things that he doesn't.

No, she doesn't need to know.

Knowing full well that the chemical is still in her, Selina makes damn sure to gag her prize. One new and one lost for a while waiting in the back room or cell as Victor had simply called it.

The cell. It is a 40 x 40 room and a retractable roof, which of course was open. The floor, rigged with sixteen metal spikes spaced every eight feet from north to south and six feet from east to west didn't allow for much stretching.

And already locked in place was Babs. The taste of the name like acid in her mouth, reminding her what AngelWolf had done to her. Sound asleep, tied up spread eagle, her pussy still shaved clean except the thinly shaped mound of hair just above the clit. Taking a deep breath...

Where most people would be at least slightly impressed by the technology in this room, Selina was never one to be easily impressed "Damn. I only get two and there is room for two more. Oh how I would like to see AngelWolf in one of those!" She was seething as she mentioned that name.

Laying Kerri down, placing both hands and feet within the titanium handcuffs. She begins to adjust the amount of tightness she wants. "Don't want to hurt my new toys," she purrs to herself.

Going to the sink and filling up the bucket inside it. Walking over to the two new sensuous bodies now lying there just begging to be raped. Still clothed...for now she thinks to herself.

Taking the bucket of water she simply pours it on the heads of her two prisoners...err toys. Kerri wakes up screaming, unsure of what has happened. The other one...

Stepping loudly over to the P.A system and hitting the 'On' button perhaps a bit to hard "Victor? What the hell is this?"

"Oh, sorry Selina. You will have to ask that question to Kerri there. She's the one to blame for that zombie."

Selina turns and looks at Kerri with eyes of fire. In an instant she is on her. Pouncing and beating Kerri's every molecule into submission. Pulling pubic hair by the handful and clumps of hair. Beating her to a black and blue mess nearly killing her. By the time the beating ended, Kerri is in such extreme despair that she simply passes out from the pain.

Selina fills the bucket with ice cold water and pours it on Kerri who in an instant is woken up but in to much pain to do much else.

"You do good work Selina. I've never knew a baseball bat could be used in such a way." She thought to herself

"I have only begun," She mumbles softly so that Kerri would hear her. Kneeling down to Kerri who at this point while awake, is beyond scared, not even thinking what had gone wrong. Attempting to talk with the gag in her mouth, sweating profusly

Selina begins to tear apart Kerri's clothes, shedding them into a pile of one inch pieces of cloth, leaving Kerri completely naked, battered and bruised.

"Tomorrow my dear Kerri we do this again" At that, she turns to the door, shuts off the lights and as she slams the door shut she hears the loud throaty wail coming from Kerri.

She looks at the thermostat for the room and sets it to 55 degrees.

"I have a few leftovers from last month that I can send in there. Say two every thirty minutes or so." Victor says in a laugh

"Yes, by all means. They are properly programmed?"

"No, not yet, but a few simple commands and what they will get as a present will no doubt keep them in line."

"Good! I want them used but not broken. I want all the fun!" She says self-gratifyingly, walking out of the room

A few moments later...

Vic picks up the phone, dialing a number known in memory. It rings once "Yeah?"

"It's me, I have what you need!"

"Oh? And what is that?"

"Humph, you will like this group,"

"I didn't like the last group. What makes you think I'll like this one?"

"Well, first of all...perhaps you should answer your door,"

"What are you tal..." A knock at the door cuts him off in mid-sentence "Wait a second,"

"Of course." Vic says as a smirk forms around his face

"Ok, a package from you..."

"Open it!" Vic didn't mean to sound excited, but he was in a hurry to get the man looking into it.

"Blood samples? Who's?"

"Well, I will tell you that the blood you have there is from two of the five I have for you. You're the government guy it shouldn't take you long. Call me back in ten when you know and we'll talk about......" Vic is almost bursting when he hangs up the phone.

Ten minutes later...

Even before the phone was sending the current to the ringer of his phone Vic was already saying "12 Million, lump sum!"

"Deal! As long as it's legit."

"Hey, I've never pulled one on you before, why would I now. Besides, you have a bigger backing than I do and I intend to live a long time. I don't need you as an enemy."

"Well put Mr. Jones. This should be interesting, Catwoman and Batgirl together again. Only they will be partners in...many interesting aspects."

"I thought you'd like this group!" Vic says wiping his eyes clean of the moistness around them

"Tell you what Victor, I'll make it fifteen and I'll send ten percent of what they earn for the next two years. But, you have to get another one, one with some powers, I know that Ms. Kyle and Ms. Gordon are good and skilled but they aren't empowered over the average human, you know."

"I might possibly have one for you, but if I get her, you will have to double my fee from this one"

"Don't push it Victor,"

"Hey, when I bring this one in you may be willing to triple my fee."

"You sound like you are talking about Wonder Woman or Supergirl."

"Not quite, but I have a...special bond with this one. I'll keep you informed."

After showering and doing the usual things that people do Arianna walks into the kitchen and prepares a cup of coffee and a couple of Nutri-Grain bars just as Jessica walks into the kitchen "Arianna?" a very concerned look on her face.

Sighing "Please Jess, I really don't..."

"You never want to talk to me about any of your problems, I thought we have something special!" A slight bit of anger and sadness in her voice

"Jess, you are very special to me and I truly believe that we can be more, but there is something about me that I......can't share with you yet."

"What? You have a boyfriend? Are you a guy in disguise?" the last said in anger than in concern.

"No! I...please Jess. Just trust me." she gets up from her chair, puttin her hands softly on Jessica's face looking directly in her eyes "I will tell you, but I must take care of something first. It may take a couple days or hell......I don't know,"

"What are you talking about Arianna?"

A sad look in Arianna's eyes makes Jess freeze "Please Jess, if what I think is happening to us is happening then you can allow me the time to take care of what must be done...." She takes a deep breathe, turns and walks to the front door of the apartment, opening the door, she takes a step out, releases the breathe she had been holding, looking out toward the hallway "I think that I may love you."

Jessica's eyes already bloated red by tears that have yet to flow that last finally makes the tears burst as Arianna closes the door behind her.

Getting in her metallic blue RX7 convertible and pressing a quick series of buttons that transforms the dashboard into a computer consul complete with Internet access via remote satellite thanks to the G.L.A. she begins her search for the bastard that invaded her dreams.

Chap 3 Who knew...

After what seemed an eternity Kerri awoke to the most severe pain across her body she had ever thought possible, as if getting betrayed by Vic was the worst that could happen. Trying to desperately hold on to her sanity but knowing full well that even holding on, her life is forever changed.

Having lost count of the multitude and magnitude of orgasms and beatings that happened the night before and having only intense pain as the only sense left she realizes that holding on to a thought that isn't about ignoring the pain is near impossible and the frustration at that is more than most can bear. Kerri finds herself slipping into a despair that scares her more than anything else.

"How many days?"

Thinking a stray thought "Oh god. I'm blind...no...not blind...my eyes are closed? Or are they? The room is dark? Oh...the pain..." an explosion that both hurts and feels good enters into her mind. "Was that an orgasm?" Not sure of anything "No, I'm a lesbian whore that loves to be shit on!"

In her minds-eye Kerri gets a sudden feeling that all is ok. "No! Everything is not ok...what is happening?" suddenly shrouded in pure doubt about any of her own thoughts, she decides to ignore everything but the warm soothing words of her sub-conscious. "You are a lesbian, a whore, a beating stick that orgasms when beaten and treated like a slut, a cunt that sucks any dick put to her, a shit-eater, your name is Bunny. "I love being fucked by anything and will gladly orgasm any and all males put to me and will lick any pussy regardless of the time of month. I am a whore!" and at that Kerri McDugal ceased to be and Bunny was born.

Looking at the monitor "Pathetic! Talk about weak!" Looking down at her watch "twenty-five hours, thats got to be a record in futility to fight for ones mind." Selina just smiles

Pulling into an alley Arianna begins to access the four agencies whose IP addresses she obtained using her many talents, well ok, her ability to shape-change into anyone.

Figuring her best options would be the FBI, Interpol, SIS, CIA, and the National Enquirer in that order. With the mess that Russia is in and China only thinking its in with the big boys she had decided early on to tap in yes, but only watch from afar and only pay cursory attention to what they do. Protecting herself by playing games with the phone company so that tracing will be very hard, but not impossible Cancun, Sydney, Seattle, Tokyo, Cairo, Oslo, Paris, Mexico City, Miami, Venice, Hong Kong, Taipei, Lima, New York and finally Chicago. Typing in the IP address to the NSA website and easily finding one of only three backdoors in. As good as she was with this hacker stuff and even with the few stolen codes she knew she had maybe six minutes at most.

Going right to work and accessing the digital imaging program that the feds use to extrapolate minute or even broken memories of witnesses she begins to reconstruct the guys face into the screen. After finishing the picture and hitting the enter key

THIS MAY TAKE SEVERAL SECONDS...

"Damn!" was all she could say. She rolls the window down a few inches and lights up a smoke. Deciding to take a quick stretch....

Even before she had stepped foot out of her car she had already known that there were seven of them; five guys and two girls; a blonde and a redhead.

"Yo bitch! Can't park here, this here is our space and we is gonna need it," he was snarling

Looking from one to the other and casually leaning against her car and taking a puff of her cigarette. The taller of the two bimbo's flips open her pocket knife and leans toward Arianna "Hey bitch, Dillin is speakin' to..." and in the speed of a bullet it might have seemed the woman was standing there with knife still in hand and noticing a sudden draft, tits hanging out.

Looking down at Arianna's hand is what was left of her shirt, but before anyone could speak Arianna calmly and taking a short breath "Here's the deal. If the seven of you can take me down, I will submit to you. I'll suck all your dicks, eat your pussy's and when I'm done you can even kill me if you wish."

"If you win?" It was said almost laughing by whom apparently was the leader

"You boys will be dead or worse and your two whores will be mine to do what I want with forever or until I kill them for being useless."

At that six of the seven pulled out everything from a knife to a metal baton

Arianna knew that she easily could have swatted these insects off her, but decided to have a bit of fun, the only thing she figured was trying not to laugh while trying to act hurt...

The leader figured it would be a waste to even jump her and simply shoot her dead, but he had already decided that he wanted to mount her alive and then allow his followers to have the same fun, perhaps destroying the mind of this beautiful whore and using her for awhile and then dumping her off somewhere after getting bored.

The only thing that Arianna hated more than a group of pathetic thugs thinking that they can rape a woman just because, was a scumbag that entered her thoughts at that most inopportune time such as this.

To the observer looking at Arianna's face might well see the face of a determined woman not to give in to the horror that is about to befall her. Arianna decides to let go her physical body to concentrate solely on the perp in her mind, knowing that those slimy fucks can't very well give her a disease let alone get her pregnant and even if they decided to try and kill her they couldn't anyway, besides just for the fact that they would no doubt rape her had she been a mere mortal is enough to know that they will die anyways!

The leader of the group simply pulls down his pants and begins to rub up and down along Arianna's clit, while two of his group hold an arm or a leg, after about twenty seconds he becomes hard enough to enter her, at first it seems impossible as he struggles to enter her somewhat wet pussy and being that she is unconscious it doesn't take long after that to go deep into her and he begins to pump furiously, savagely tearing her shirt off and discarding the shreds everywhere exposing her rather firm and nicely shaped breasts. Fucking her for all he's worth and expending himself deep within her after less than two minutes, he trades places with one of the other guys...

Arianna stares into her thoughts intently looking for the fucker that is attempting to mess with her "What the fuck......asshole!"

"Now, now my dear AngelWolf. I have a proposition for you." The image says to her in a neutral voice.

"Are you fucking stupid? You enter my dreams and now this and you think that we can just hash things out?"

"My intention on using you for a bit of fun was perhaps not the best way into your heart I admit...."

"Shithead.....It's this simple....kill yourself now and hope I never find your body or who you are..."

As if he wasn't listning "but I do plan on giving you to an old acquaintance of yours."

"What the FUCK are you talking about?" pure white hot anger in her voice

"Settle down precious..."

"Fuck you! Get to the point fucknut!"

"I have the one woman very close to me that you may want to get your hands on again and one other that stabbed a certain close friend of yours in the back."

"I sense you are sweating a bit, afraid I might find you?"

"I will give you Selina..." He says to break her train of thought.

Arianna's eyes widen at the name "and the woman who stabbed your friend Ms. Gordon in the back who is at this time in the hands of Selina," He finishes

"Just like that? Fuck you, I'm not that stupid."

"The way I see it, your skills aren't good enough to find me and you know it, so, let me taste you just once more my dear and they along with say a billion U.S will be yours." he said it matter-of-factly

"So you want me to give myself to you and hate it but enjoy it and in return I get all that?"

"Yes, that would be the deal."

"I don't know where you got your information on me to think that I'd go for that, even if I were, for what you did to me already....."

At that Arianna concentrated like never before and began to track him. She knew she was close, had broken it down to the Caribbean, perhaps an island of the Bahamas just before he broke the link. Slowly she came back to reality...

The fourth guy just about to explode in her decided to pull out at the last second, telling them to lift her up he jumps over to her face and stuffs his dick in her mouth just as he unloads his ejaculate deep in her mouth...

Slowly coming back to reality and knowing that she is being held up, suddenly a glob of something salty jams in her mouth as a warm flow of...cum, not completely awake and taking no chances on choking she instinctively swallows...after about three seconds and now more aware and awake to know that one of the fucks just came in her mouth and the dick was still in it...

The guy didn't even realize what had happened, he knew that something went wrong just now but was in too much shock to realize that half of his penis was gone. He simply fainted.

Spitting out the three inches of cock in her mouth Arianna proceeds to whip the four holding her up over her into the ones holding her legs. The two guys that had held her right arm flew directly into guy holding her right leg killing him instantly, the blonde girl had been kneeling and just got nipped shattering her left shoulder.

Another of the guys and the redhead that had been holding her left arm like the ones on the right where simply flung over her, however, Arianna keeps a hold of the redhead and slams her just hard enough to the ground to knock her out.

The guy wasn't so lucky going all the way to the wall of the building turning the bones of his right arm, shoulder, and his upper ribs into splinters. The guy that had been holding her leg was missed completely but was so shocked at what he just saw he just stared in disbelief.

This all took about five seconds, three of the five guys dead, one who's shoulder will never be the same, and the other who's sex life will never be the same.

The two women lay there unconscious.

She reaches into her car to check the connection to the Interpol site just as Lima, Peru lit up. "Still got a few moments" she thinks to herself

AngelWolf slaps them both awake...after a few moments pass and they seem awake enough she lifts the redhead up by her throat, squeezes but not enough to kill.

Staring into her eyes "From now on you are my rabbit. In order for you to live a long and healthy life you will make yourself available to me whenever I call upon you! GOT IT!" when the last words were spoken the girl pisses herself and knew what she had to do because she was too scared to do anything else.

Looking at the last guy standing "Well, you seem to be a lucky fella this time. Be a rabbit and join her....or...." She points at the three dead guys

Arianna now had two rabbits with which to gather street info.

"Sir?" said the young corporal

"What is it?" said his captain barely caring

"I think we have a hacker, sir."

At that, the captain is jolted awake "How can that be? This is the Interpol computer network, you must be tired."

"I won't dipute that sir, but that doesn't change the fact that there is a hacker." the corporal says carefully

"How do you know we have a hacker?"

"Well sir, the firewall icon just popped up on the desktop." the corporal said pointing to the blinking icon

Staring at the screen a few seconds in disbelief finally picking up the hotline "Colonel Drumming sir! We have an intruder."

After clearing out her new found rabbits, giving them instructions, Arianna heads back to the car and quickly hangs up the line, just seconds before the final line reached the car "Damn!"

"The line went dead just two seconds before we had him sir." the disgruntled sergeant said

The Colonel, looking down at the screen "At least we have him within three square miles." it wasn't really said with much enthusiasm

"Yes sir,"

After leaving the scene with little reason to think that she could at all be ID'ed, considering the neighborhood, Arianna decides to visit and old friend at the 5th district office

Sitting at her desk Detective Watters, a single, sexy, and very energetic cop, looking over the reported crimes of the last twenty-four hours to see which ones will be the hardest to solve, there are plenty of detectives to go around now-a-days thanks to the new mayor.

A knock on her door breaks her concentration "Yes Holly?"

"There is a Miss Arianna O'Roarke to see you?"

At the name her eyes light up as she jumps out of her chair, swinging the door open "Oh my god! Arianna!" Taking her hand in hers and leading her in "How the hell are you? Haven't seen you in months!"

"I'm good Staci.....I have a favor to ask?"

"Anything," Staci says happily

"There's this person I want you to fi......."

Suddenly Arianna is knocked off her feet smacking into a boulder that wasn't there a moment ago, the sudden pain of a collar bone shattering, a pain not completely unknown by Arianna, but definitely a surprise than anything else.

Suddenly, without warning a hand grabs her by the hair and tosses her hard into a tree that breaks her leg in more places than she realizes, in severe pain she yells out in force "You mother-fucker, I'm gonna rip your fucking heart out, I'm gonna..."

"Your gonna what? You're in no shape to do little more than cry you fucking cunt!" the voice seemed familiar to Arianna but can't quite place it. Lifting her head and looking toward her assailant was none other than...

In total shock at this revelation "Superman? Why?"

"AngelWolf, you have been a bad little girl. I figured it was time you were punished by one of the few guys that can do that. ME!" At that, Superman starts beating and whipping Arianna around like a rag-doll, like an eight year old fending off an adult. Sure the kid might be able to feebly punch or perhaps scratch a little, but in the end...

What seemed like an eternity, at least to Arianna the beating stopped "The beatings will stop if you willingly submit to me!"

Though shaking and in severe pain, lips trembling "Fuck y...you." she wanted desperately to emphasize that last remark but couldn't.

"That's what I knew you'd say. This is going to be so much fun breaking you AngelWolf!" he leans in real close to Arianna and grabs her shattered shoulder and squeezes when he says this.

For the first time in memory, Arianna passes out.

Not knowing why, Detective Watters suddenly looks upon this redhead as a piece of ass that just needs to be fucked and licked and anything else she can think of. She walks to her door, locks it and begins to remove her clothes.

Totally oblivious to the fact that the redhead doesn't squirm as her tongue roughly plays along the now glistening vaginal lips of this long-legged bimbo, she begins to bite the pussy, unable to control herself, she wants to caress but can't seem to control her actions, biting harder, the body just lays there.

Yanking on the nipples as hard as possible, she gets up, goes behind her file cabinet and lifts the mousetrap; she takes it to the redhead and places it on the left nipple.

The mousetrap snaps, grabbing three millimeters below the end of the nipple.

Arianna knew that something else had just happened, a pain, but not on her but rather in her mind. A numbing sensation, whatever it was, it jostled her out of the pissed off trance she had been in and realized that the pain in her body didn't hurt like it did a moment ago. Shock? She thinks to herself...no...the timing.

Up now but still groggy, being able to concentrate a bit more, Arianna looks at her surroundings. "Where's Superman? Was he even here?" She gets up, looking around. The scenery has changed; sand, as far as the eyes can see and a tree in the distance. She heads toward it and realizes that she is here alone, the asshole gone.

Frustration seeps in as Detective Watters begins to get upset at not being able to tear the redheaded sluts pussy lips off. She looks at the right nipple slowly turning red and slightly puffy from the pressure of the trap, this gives her a bit of energy to renew her attempts at hurting this luscious slut.

After another ten minutes and finally to frustrated and to exhausted to continue, she removes her gun and screws on the silencer and slides it into the sweet but mocking pussy of the redhead.

She cocks the gun...

Arianna knew that something wasn't right; she had the distinct feeling that she was being beaten again, or at least in her mind she thought so. She kept seeing a wooden stick, a telephone, and a chair.

Visions of these hitting her and entering her pussy in a forceful way "But it can't be." she thinks to herself

"Sure seems real..." slight movement, her attention is momentarily given to...

Detective Angle had heard the crashing of a chair being hit against the wall...no, not loud enough but definitely a wooden object was thrown into something in Watters office. Walking up to the door, locked. Figuring that Watters had gotten bad news delivered he thought it wise to knock a few times.

After about three seconds he puts his ear to the door. "Fuck! FUCK! Why don't you bleed bitch!"

At first Angle was smiling at the anger coming from Thorn until he heard the last words. Still not willing to bust down the door, he does hear the unmistakable sound of a silencer being screwed on to a barrel. Momentarily frozen, he pulls his gun and leans back and kicks the door, tearing it from its hinges.

Presuming that she was only having a bad dream from sleeping or something, he never in a million years would have ever thought he'd see the scene in front of him...

A redhead, lying on the floor, arms above head, the right leg being propped up by Thorn, the barrel of the gun; at least three inches of it deep into the redheads vagina, Thorn sitting on the redheads face to the point that she no doubt couldn't breathe, if she's alive that is, and a mousetrap snapped shut on the woman's right nipple. Thorn completely nude herself, her clothes torn to shreds, strewn everywhere.

At first glance one would assume that a tornado had hit this office. Everything looks to have been used in the struggle...no, Thorn isn't damaged but the redhead looks like she had been beaten to an inch of her life

In the two seconds that it took Angle to come to his senses, he had witnessed a scene that will never leave his memory. The realization that Watters wasn't simply sitting on the girls face, but actually grinding her pussy viciously into it, that's when he noticed the blood.

Knowing that shooting his gun meant hurting his partner or the redhead he lounges at Watters to knock her over.

In that moment the gun came dislodged from the redheads pussy but a shot was fired. It had hit Arianna in the inner thigh but Angle didn't see that it had. He'll learn later that it did in fact do just that

"Are you fucking insane Watters?" he looks at her and realizes that she seems to be high or something. He snaps his finger at her. Puts his ear to her mouth and checks for a pulse. Relieved to feel one he turns to the other naked woman.

Just at that moment, three cops bust through with guns drawn.

"Hold your fire!" Angle said screaming..."Call 911." turning to redhead and seeing the blood, he turns to look at Thorn; between her thighs and realizes that she had rubbed so hard on the girls face that..."Oh my god," was all he could say.

Watters's pussy was so badly rubbed that many layers of skin were missing, she had grinded so hard that friction had formed and that the skin had burned at first and many layers had peeled off.

She had seen a figure go into a building and had sensed that it was a guy. "Well at least I now know it's a guy" she thinks to herself. She runs to the door and kicks it, the door disintegrates and at the last second before waking up was the unmistakable features of the man that has haunted her dreams the last two nights.

Slowly awaking from the nightmare and being vaguely aware of the taste of blood in her mouth, she hears a couple of voices. Recognizes neither.

"She waking up," Angle brushing her hair with his fingers to make her realize that she is among friends

She opens her eyes, blinking them a few times to focus and suddenly realizing that she is among a few cops. Cursing herself for falling prey yet again, shoving the man's hand away she attempts to get up.

"Hey there miss, you've been through hell. Wait until the paramedics look at ya."

Getting up anyways as if nothing was wrong at all "I'm in no need of your help." It came out with more bite than she wanted but it did the trick.

"Which superheroine are you?" Angle asked in his normal tone of calm

"If I told you that then you'd know which of us was in this office and I can't have you doing your job while I'm doing mine." at that she jumps out the window

"I want everything swabbed and logged. Give me DNA. I want to know who that was." This was not said in anger or hate. Simply curiosity. He also wanted to know what the hell happened in here "I'm going to the hospital to talk with Thorn."

Chap 4 It could be worse

Quietly walking into her room, Detective Angle pulls a chair over and takes a seat, takes ahold of Watters hand, he realizes that she is mumbling. Not really words, well maybe words that aren't coming out right. He leans in

"Talk to me Staci! Come on girl." A tear forms in his eye

A nurse walks in "Detective Angle?"

Choking back the tear "yes,"

"I have to change her dressings,"

"Oh....um....ok" he softly releases her hand and walks out, vowing to find out what the fuck happened and who that redhead was?

"Damn, this is going to be tougher than I thought!" Victor thought to himself............

Not the end yet.........