Chapter 1
The sun glistened off of the metallic form leaping nimbly from rooftop to rooftop. Metalyne, Heroine of Justice, made her way quickly across town. Metalyne was a mutant. Since the day she turned 14, she had the ability to control metal, to change it's shape or consistency, and to make it conform to whatever shape she desired. She also developed a latent telepathic abilities, which usually manifested in a heightened danger sense. Since her 15th birthday, Metalyne had taken to using her powers to protect the people of her hometown and lately, things had not been well in her hometown. A rash of disappearances had struck the peaceful town of Oceanside, and the strangest thing was that all the victims were female.
Metalyne had been working on this case for almost a week now, ever since the Mayor's call for aid had been sent out. As was her usual procedure, she covered her body in a sheet of adamntium, only her piercing green eyes and long red hair visible. The drawback to this was her lack of anything on underneath, leaving her 17 year old body quite revealed should she lose control of her powers. With the agility that 17 years of gymnastics classes gave her, Metalyne nimbly leapt from rooftop to rooftop. Her destination was Roosevelt Park, sight of the largest number of the disappearances.
As the trees of the park came into view, Metalyne had a feeling that something was very wrong here. For the last few days, since the Mayor's daughter, Angelina, disappeared here, Roosevelt Park had been closed. Two police cars sat in front of the park entrance, lights flashing, both officers lounging against their vehicles. Metalyne leapt down to the park entrance, her red hair streaming behind her, and she nimbly landed between the two police cars. Reacting quickly, the two officers drew their sidearms, but soon lowered them as they recognized the young heroine.
"Ah, Metalyne, we were told to expect you. Go right on in. And, if there's anything you need, just call!" one of the officers said, lowering his gun and smiling at the young heroine. The other officer watched as Metalyne entered the park, admiring the feminine form under the metal, "Damn, she's got to be one gorgeous gal under that!" he thought to himself.
Metalyne slowly made her way down the path, her eyes darting left and right. Something still didn't feel right here. Soon, she was to the Memorial Fountain, it's waters bubbling happily. It was then that Metalyne noticed what was wrong, the park was deathly quiet. The only sound the fountain before her.
"My, my, my, look what I've found here!" said a deep bass voice behind Metalyne.
The heroine quickly spun around and before her stood a man. He stood about 6' tall, with short black hair, a handlebar moustache, deep brown eyes, and, was about 40, the heroine guessed. At his side hung a coiled black whip and in his hands, he toyed with golden headband.
Metalyne smiled at the man, "And you are?"
"I am called, Mental Master. But you, my dear, may just call me MASTER" he said with a smile.
"I don't think so, Mister. Now, this park is supposed to be closed, so, I suggest you leave"
Mental Master smiled, "Why would I want to leave, my dear? I've yet to acquire my newest slave"
It took a moment for his words to sink in, and Metalyne looked at him confused for a moment, "Slave? YOU'RE the one responsible for the disappearances, aren't you?"
Mental Master applauded, "Very good. And now, it' your turn to disappear." And with that, he pulled the whip from his waist and cracked it at Metalyne.
Confident in her defenses, the heroine sent a barrage of small metal fragments towards Mental Master. To her shock and amazement, when the whip cracked against her armor, it shattered to dust. Naked and confused, Metalyne quickly leapt behind the fountain.
"Ah, my dear, now you see. I was waiting for you"
Not knowing what else to do, Metalyne shouted for help, hoping the cops outside would hear her. At the same time, she used her powers to grab the surviving shards of her armor and reform them into some type of protection/covering.
The two cops heard the heroine's screaming, and pulling their guns, the began running down the path into the park. Meanwhile, Mental Master maid his way around the fountain just as Metalyne finished covering herself. "Ah, good. You intend to make this a challenge!" The whip cracked down again, but this time Metalyne was ready for it, and she leapt out of the way, over the fountain. As her flip completed, she landed squarely on her feet as the two cops arrived.
"Thanks God you're here. That man is responsible for the disappearances!" she shouted to them, pointing a finger.
The two officers pointed their weapons at Mental Master and the one on the left, the one who had admired Metalyne's body earlier, spoke, "OK buddy. Hands in the air and drop the whip. You're under arrest!"
"ME, under arrest? I think not. Hold down my slut, won't you boys?" Mental Master said, flashing that smile of his again.
With blank looks on their faces, the two officers quickly turned towards Metalyne, their guns falling to the ground, and grabbed her body, shoving her to the ground. Metalyne struggled against them, but they were too strong for the young heroine.
"What. have you done to them?"
"Nothing my dear. I simply entered their simple minds and now they follow my commands."
"Why?"
"Why my dear? Because I desire you. And they were going to interfere in my plans. So, now they help me. And if they are REAL good, I may let them enjoy you as well!" With that, the whip cracked down again and the remaining pieces of metal covering Metalyne's body crumbled to dust.
"No! Let me go!" the heroine shouted, struggling against her captor.
"Ah, such a beautiful young thing. And from what I hear, a virgin too. You will be a perfect addition to my collection, my dear. First, however, we must break that wild spirit of yours. Boys, spread her."
Metalyne's body was forced into a spread-eagled position, her back brutally ground into the dirt beneath her. She looked at Mental Master as he came near her, the handle of the whip running up and down her young body. "Exquisite. Yes, I shall enjoy breaking you very much, Slut."
Metalyne spit into the face of Mental Master. In response, her slapped her across the face. As her head reflexively went to the side, she noticed the guns of the two officers still laying on the ground. A glimmer of hope came to the heroine as she used her powers to float the guns into the air and point them both at her captor. As the guns prepared to fire, Mental Master looked at the officer on the left, who instantly leept into the air. The guns fired, and the officers head exploded and the .38 caliber shells struck him point blank. The dead cop's blood splattered all over Metalyne's naked body.
See what you've done now? You killed that man. Such a foolish young girl."
Metalyne stared at the corpse in horror and shock. Then she looked at her captor, "You bastard!"
Mental Master reached down and pulled the golden headband from his belt. Two blue lights were in the center of it and it was otherwise undecorated. "Now, since you've made so much noise, I'm forced to use this."
Mental Master put the headband on Metalyne's head and her eyes suddenly glazed over, all thoughts of resistance gone. He looked at the other cop, "Go get your car" and with a nod, the officer obediently left.
"Now Slave, who am I?"
Metalyne's soul rebelled, but, obediently and mindlessly, she answered, "You are my Master."
"And what are you?"
"I am you slave. A whore who exists only to pleasure you Master."
"Very good. Now, my new Slave. Are you a virgin?"
"I am Master."
"Wonderful. Spread your legs Whore."
As Metalyne obediently spread her legs for Mental Master, he removed his hard cock from the confines of his pants.
"Beg for it Slut. Beg me to take your cherry."
Deep within herself, Metalyne struggled against the commands of the headband, but the struggle was futile. As a single tear fell from her green eyes, the heroine looked at Mental Master and in a voice filled with passion and desire, begged, "Please Master. Take my virgininty. My pussy needs to feel you inside me. Complete my existence and make my body yours."
As she finished, Metalyne felt an intense pain radiate from between her legs as Mental Master quickly penetrated her tight pussy. "Oh, yes Slut! You are so wonderfully tight!"
Ignoring her screams of pain, Mental Master continued using Metalyne, brutally assaulting her no longer virgin pussy. As he continued stroking in and out of her, the headband triggered intense pleasure in the girl, causing her to moan and writhe beneath her capture, reaching multiple orgasms in a matter of minutes. Finally, with a grunt of pleasure, Mental Master exploded deep within Metalyne, his cum filling her womb and flowing out the sides. As he pulled out of the heroine, the officer obediently arrived in his patrol car.
Mental Master looked at the officer, "You have killed your partner and will turn yourself in." The cop nodded as Mental Master ordered Metalyne into the back of the car. As he closed the driver's door behind him, he handed Metalyne a necklace of blood-red crystals. "You will wear this at all times, is that understood?"
Metalyne nodded as she put the necklace around her neck and felt the bloodstone crystals negate her powers.
"Now, remove the headband slave"
Metalyne removed the golden headband and felt control return to her body. She futily tried to remove the necklace as well as use her powers to escape. After a few moments, the events of the day overwhelmed her and she began crying. Mental Master responded with maniacal laughter as he drove the patrol car through the crowded city streets, lights and siren blazing, and Metalyne's body exposed for anyone who cared to look to see.
Chapter 2
Slowly, Metalyne regained conciousness. The first thing she noted was her inability to use her powers. Around her neck hung a golden necklace, set with numerous red crystals. Blood crystals. She could feel the stones sucking away her abilities. The next thing she noted, was that she was shackled to a table, naked, her legs spread-eagled and bet at the knee, her feet even with her knees. Suddenly, the events of the previous day came flooding back to her. She remembered her battle with Mental Master, the death of the young cop, and her mindless obedience of Mental Master after he put that headband on her. She had even begged him to take her virginity. As these events swept back over her, the young heroine began crying, tear freely flowing down her cheeks. She struggled against the chains, and screamed for help, but to no avail.
After perhaps an hour of struggling, screaming, and crying, Metalyne finally calmed down. She looked around the room she was held in. The room itself was maybe all of 20' wide, it's walls, floor, and ceiling a dull gray. The room itself was brightly lit, and a wall screen filled the wall opposite her. Suddenly, the door opened, and Mental Master strode in, an evil smile on his face.
"Ah, I see you finally decided to stop screaming. It was quite a show. I enjoyed it thoroughly, my dear." And he pointed toward the ceiling directly over Metalyne, where she now noticed a camera lense.
"And how is my youngest toy?" Mental Master said, his hand running under Metalyne's chin and down her neck.
Metalyne turned her head away from him, and he struck her, hard, across the face, "You will always look you Master in the face when he's speaking to you slut!"
Metalyne turned to look at Mental Master, "Bastard! You may have taken my body, but I will never call you Master!"
At that, Mental Master laughed, "That's what they all say, slut. And they all call me Master, as will you." He reached down Metalyne's body, his fingers running between her cleavage and down to her belly button. "And you, I may make my chief slave. Would you like that Slut? Being in charge of all my whores?"
He laughed at the girls' look of revulsion and pulled a remote from his belt. Pushing a button, the wall screen came to life. Suddenly, the room was filled with a woman moaning in ecstasy. On the screen, a brunette was laying on the floor, around her, all of the quite aroused, were men. The men ravashed the woman's body, and she apparantly loved every minute of it. "For you, my dear. Some educational videos!" and he laughed and headed toward the door. "And, just so you don't get lonely, I have someone to keep you company!"
As he spoke, the door opened, and in walked a lovely blonde. The woman was tall, almost 6', and had the figure of a Playboy Playmate. She was in her early 30's, but her curves hid her age from the world. Her blue eyes traveled over Metalyne's captive body, and they burned with desire as she gazed on the young heroine. Metlayne looked at the woman, and suddenly, she recognized her. It was Barbara Collins, the wife of the police chief, one of the disappeared women!
"This, slut, is Slave Barbara." Mental Master said, his hands grabbing Barbara's left breast. "Tell the slut here what you are slave."
Barbara looked at Metalyne and spoke in a sultry voice, "I am a slut. A bisexual whore who exists only for the pleasure of my Master."
"Good, slave. Now tell me, would you like to eat this slut's cunt?"
"Yes Master, very much!"
"Very well, Slave. You may eat her cunt until I return, but you are to allow her to cum, understood? If she has cum before I return, I will have to punish you."
Barbara looked at Mental Master, smiling, "I understand Master!"
"Good, slut. Go!" and he pointed at Metalyne.
As the door closed behind Mental Master, the blonde woman rushed to settle her face between Metalyne's spread legs. On the screen, the woman was moaning as two men fucked her pussy and ass, two more stroking their hard cock's over her tits. Suddenly, Metalyne felt Barbara's mouth on her cunt. "No! Please, don't!"
Barbara looked up, "I must. Master has commanded and your young pussy is so beautiful. It just begs for attention." With that, the woman lowered her mouth to Metalyne's pussy, her tongue licking up and down and all around the young girls pussy. Helpless before the woman's assault, her eyes not able to see anything but the Mayor's wife between her legs and the orgy on the screen, a gasp of pleasure escaped Metalyne's lips. She could feel her pleasure rising in her body, nearing the point of cumming. Soon the redheaded heroine was writhing beneath the blonde woman, moans of ecstasy escaping her lips. Just as Metalyne's pleasure rose, the woman removed her mouth and stood next to Metalyne.
"No! Please!" Metalyne begged.
"Master said you were not allowed to cum, but I am!" and with that, Barbara moved to stand next to Metalyne, her trimmed blonde pussy inches form the redheads face. As Metalyne watched, Barbara slipped tow fingers into her pussy. Soon the woman was furiously finger fucking her cunt and moaning in pure pleasure. The blonde stared down at Metalyne's young body, imaggining the pleasure she would feel with the young heroine eating her cunt. With a scream, the blonde came, her juices flooding her hand. She sighed with pleasure, then took her damp fingers and held them to Metalyne's mouth. The smell was intoxicating, and, unknowingly, Metalyne opened her mouth, her tongue snaking out to lick the juices from Barbara's fingers
In another room, Mental Master watched, a smile on his face. This heroine was a hot one, and he was going to exploit that. He looked down and grabbed the head of the slave who was servicing his cock, another redhead and heroine named Firestar. With a grunt, he grabbed her head and viciously began fucking her mouth, his eyes locked on the screen as Barbara moved back between Metalyne's thighs and began sucking on the girls clit, keeping her in a constant state of arousal. With a grunt, Metal Master came, his seed flooding Firestar's mouth. Without a word, he pulled out of the heroine and put away his cock, thoughts of all the things he would do to Metalyne running through his mind. Perhaps he would even use his newest invention on her, transforming this young heroine into a villianess. Yes, that is what he would do with her in the end. After all, every Master needed a Mistress, and this girl was perfect!
Meanwhile, Metalyne's mind was filled with a fog of ecstasy, as, repeatedly, Barbara brought her to the brink, only to pull away. The film on the screen had changed, and Metalyne's eyes went from Barbara to the movie. As Metalyne was brought to the brink for the 15th time in 2 hours, she looked at the dark haired woman on the screen currently being ravished in every orifice on her body and recognized the writhing woman. It was Wonder Woman. As a shocked Metalyne watched, Mental Master entered the screen and the men moved away from the lovely Amazon who immediately went to her knees before him
"How may this whore serve you Master?" Wonder Woman asked.
Metalyne looked on, shocked and horrified, and full of dispair. If someone as powerful as Wonder Woman couldn't resist this man, how could she?
Metalyne continued to watch as the image on the screen showed Wonder Woman on all fours, Mental Master behind her, fucking her doggy style. A looks of heavenly delight filled the amazon's face on the screen and suddenly, Metalyne began to imagine herself in Wonder Woman's place. Her thoughts were interupted as yet again, Barbara lowered her mouth to the heroines now over-stimulated pussy.
One hour became two. Two hours became four, and still the movies continued, and still was Metalyne kept on the verge of the orgasm of her young life by Barabra. After five hours of this torture, the door opened and Mental Master entered. The wall screen went blank and Mental Master dismissed Barbara. The door closed behind the departing woman and Metalyne looked at her opperessor.
Mental Master looked down at his newest acquisition. Yes, this one would be perfect for reprogramming. He ran his hands over the girls breasts and a shiver of pleasure ran through Metalyne's body. Down over her stomach his hands slowly travelled until they rested between her spread legs, just above her aching cunt. The girls pussy lips were red with desire, her red pubic hairs matted to her flesh with her own juices and Barbara's saliva. Her green eyes pleaded with Mental Master to let her cum, and he knew the time was now.
"Well, whore, are you ready to admit your fate?"
Metalyne looked at Mental Master, all thoughts of resistance long faded with the image of Wonder Woman on the screen. All she wanted now was to cum. She nodded.
"I want to hear you say it Cunt"
"I.I'm a slut. A whore. I am you slave. Please Master, make this slut cum"
Mental Master smiled at the girls submission and unzipped his pants, pulling out his cock. Metalyne's face lit up and she gushed, "Oh yes Master! Please! Fuck me!!!!"
With a grunt, Mental Master entered the girl's tight cunt and began fucking in and out of her at a inhumanly fast speed. Beneath him, Metalyne began moaning in pleasure, her own orgasm swiftly approaching. With a scream of pure animalistic ecstasy, Metalyne came. Mental Master continued to fuck her ravaged cunt through her first orgasm and sending the redhead into a second an third and finally a fourth. As the heroine came down from her fourth orgasm, Mental Master finally allowed himself to cum, flooding the girl's pussy and sending her into a fifth orgasm. As he pulled out of his new slave, Metalyne fell unconcious, her body spent. Mental Master smiled. Now that she was broken, he looked forward to training this one, first as a slave, and later, as his partner.
Chapter 3
Metalyne awoke from a deep slumber, her eyes slowly opening and her entire body aching. She looked around her surroundings and was shocked at what she saw. The room she was in was quite large, the floor and walls covered with various colored silks, the floor littered with pillows, and with women of all ages and races, in various states of undress.
Metalyne sat up and jumped with surprise as a young woman moved next to her. The woman appeared to be in her early 20’s, with bright red hair and a full body tan (she was quite naked and curvy). The woman’s green eyes opened, and she smiled at Metalyne, "I see you’re awake. Good. I’m Firestar. Master has assigned me to help you in your training."
Metalyne was dumbfounded. Yet another heroine that was a slave to Mental Master. Deep within Metalyne, something awoke, burning with hatred at Mental Master, and at what he had done to Metalyne. However, Metalyne simply smiled and looked at Firestar, "My training?"
"Yes, your training. You must learn to serve Master and his friends. You must be taught the proper positions as well as how to pleasure both men and women. Accepting your servitude was only the beginning. Now, follow me."
Firestar stood and Metalyne obidiently followed her across the room, nimbly avoiding the other sleeping women. The two girls proceeded to eat a brief breakfast, and then Metalyne was led from the room, down a long corridor, to a green door. Firestar opened the door and gestured for Metalyne to enter. Inside, the room was sparsely furnished, with a large bed in the middle, and several set of shackles on the walls. Through a doorway, Metalyne could also see what appeared to be a bathroom, and Firestar led her to it. "This will be your room for the duration of your training, after which time you will rejoin the other girls. Now, up on the table." Firestar pointed to what appeared to be a tanning bed. "The first step of your training is making you presentable. Master prefers his slaves to have a full body tan, so you will use this every day, for no longer than half an hour. If you get sunburned due to overuse, you will be punished. Second, Master prefers his Cunts shaved, so every morning you will shave your pussy, legs, and armpits. You are also forbidden to cut the hair on your head. Is this understood?"
"Yes Ma’am."
Firestar smiled, "Very good," and she handed Metalyne a razor and shaving cream. "Now, prepare your body Slave"
Metalyne rose from the table and moved to the sink, turning on the hot water. 20 minutes later she was as clean and smooth as a newborn. She then lay on the tanning table, Firestar holding the girl’s long red hair away from her body as it was closed. After another half hour, Metalyne was led back to the bedroom.
"Now, whenever you are brought before Master, or ordered to assume The Position, you will go into this position." Firestar then shoved Metalyne to the floor, shoving the girls legs under her back, with them spread wide, her back on the floor and her breasts and pussy shoved high into the air. The rest of the day was spent with Metalyne assuming The Position, and by the time dinner came, her arms and legs ached form the strain. Soon after dinner, the heroine went to sleep.
The next day began much like the first, with Metalyne shaving and tanning, followed immediately by breakfast. While she was eating, Mental Master entered the room. Firestar immediately assumed the position and Metalyne followed suit.
"Rise Firestar," Mental Master said, running his fingers along Firestar’s chin. Firestar obediently rose to her feet.
"How may I serve you Master?"
Mental Master looked over at Metalyne and smiled approvingly, "I was just checking on how my newest slave is progressing."
"Quite well Master. I have already shown her how to maintain her body for you and she knows The Position, as you can see. I was planning on teaching her the art of cunt licking today."
"Very good slave. Carry on." And with that, Mental Master left
"Onto the bed," Firestar ordered, and Metalyne practically leaped onto the bed, anxious to be out of The Position.
Firestar then climbed onto the bed next to the young heroine and spread Metalyne’s legs. "Now, pay attention to everything I do. Master is quite frequently visited by female friends and they usually request our services. Master also enjoys watching his slaves pleasure each other, so you must learn the proper technique to pleasuring a woman."
Ever so slowly, Firestar lowered her head between Metalyne’s spread legs. Gently, she kissed all around the girl’s clean shaven pussy. Then, swiftly, she thrust her tongue in between the girl’s pussy lips. Metalyne let out a gasp of surprise and pleasure and thrust her hips up to meet Firestar’s mouth
Firestar then began licking all around Metalyne’s cunt, thrusting her tongue in and out of the girl’s hole. Metalyne began moaning in ecstasy, and this brought a smile to Firestar’s face. Firestar then moved her lips to Metalyne’s clit, taking it between her lips and sucking on it like a miniature cock. Metalyne groaned, her body wracked by previously unknown sensations. Finally, Firestar added two fingers to her assault on Metalyne’s senses, thrusting them in and out of her pussy. With a scream of primal ecstasy, Metalyne came and her juices flooded Firestar’s face.
As Metalyne came down form her orgasm, Firestar slid up her body, her breasts rubbing against Metalyne’s, and her face glistening with Metalyne’s juices. Without warning, Firestar kissed Metalyne full on the lips. Metalyne returned the kiss and tasted her juices on Firestar’s mouth. After a few minutes though, Firestar broke the kiss and rolled onto her back, spreading her legs, "Now, let’s see what you have learned."
A smile on her face, Metalyne slid down Firestar’s body and soon she was staring at the woman’s pussy. Tentatively, her tongue flicked out, licking all around Firestar’s pussy, trying to duplicate the woman’s technique. Metalyne then moved her mouth to Firestar’s pussy itself, her tongue fucking in and out of the woman’s pussy. Her ministrations were rewarded with a loud moan from Firestar, and Metalyne continued. Soon, she was thrusting her fingers in and out of Firestar, her mouth and tongue teasing the woman’s clit, and with a loud groan, Firestar came. Metalyne eagerly licked up all of the girl’s juices and then slid up her body and kissed her passionately.
The rest of the day followed the same pattern, interspersed with short naps of recovery. By the end of the day, Firestar declared that Metalyne had become an excellent cunt licker.
The next day began the same as the others, with Metalyne maintaining her body and having a short breakfast. However, as she was finishing her breakfast, Mental Master entered, followed closely by Firestar. Metalyne leapt to her feet and assumed The Position.
"Slave Firestar tells me that you have learned her lessons very well. Your training is almost complete. You have but one duty yet to learn. The most important duty. Pleasuring me. Firestar, onto the bed."
Firestar smiled, "Yes Master."
"Out of The Position slave, and watch closely."
Metalyne stood as Mental Master moved to the bed, throwing aside his robe and revealing his flaccid cock. He held it next to Firestar, "Service me Slave"
Firestar’s hand slipped over and gently took her Master’s cock in hand and pulled it towards her mouth. She then licked all over his cock, and just as it began to harden, took it between her lips, bobbing her head up and down it’s growing length. After a while, Mental Master pulled his cock from Firestar’s mouth and placed her on all fours. He got up behind her and quickly thrust his cock deep into Firestar, his hands reaching under the woman to grasp her breasts as he thrust in and out of her. Firestar groaned with each thrust and Metalyne could feel her own juices aroused by the sight before her. Soon, Firestar screamed as her body was wracked by an orgasm and Mental Master soon followed, his juices flooding Firestar’s pussy.
As Mental Master removed his cock from Firestar’s cunt, the woman rotated herself around and began cleaning off her Master’s cock. Mental Master smiled and motioned Firestar from the bed, "Now Slave, " he said speaking to Metalyne, "it is your turn."
Metalyne slowly climbed onto the bed and Metnal Master moved towards her, his cock brushing her cheek. She gently grasped it with her hand, stroking it, while she took the head between her lips and licked all around it. Soon, her head was bobbing up and down it’s length as it began to slwoly harden. Metalyne’s finger slipped down to massage her Master’s balls while her mouth and tongue continued to worship his manhood. Soon, Metnal Master was groaning appreciatively, and he pulled his cock from Metalyne’s mouth.
Metalyne then got onto all fours, and wiggled her ass suggestively at Mental Master. Without any warning, Metnal Master plunged deep into Metalyne, reveling in his slave’s tight pussy. He began to quickly thrust in and out of the girl, his hands grabbing her swinging breasts. Metalyne began moaning in pure ecstasy beneath him, her orgasm quickly approaching and suddenly crashing through her. She screamed her ecstasy and her pussy clenched Metnal Master’s cock. Moments later, Mental Master groaned and his cum flooded Metalyne cunt.
After he pulled from Metalyne’s pussy, she quickly moved around and began cleaning his cock. Soon, Mental Master was again hard, and with an evil leer on his face, he began fucking Metalyne’s mouth. In and out his cock thrust from between her lips, her teeth barely grazing it’s underside. After a few minutes, Mental Master pulled his cock from Metalyne’s mouth and began stroking it, his cum flying from the end and landing all over the heroine’s face and in her hair.
Mental Master then closed his robe and looked at Metalyne, smiling, "You training is now complete slave. Go clean yourself up and then Firestar will take you to your new home. Metalyne nodded, cum dripping down her face, and she moved into the bathroom to clean up.
Chapter 4
Mental Master made his way through the halls of his mansion. Following him closely on his heels was Metalyne, his favorite slave. It had been 10 years since he had defeated and enslaved the heroine and she had proven to be his biggest conquest. The woman was easily one of his most beautiful slaves, as well as one of his most talented when it came to sexual matters, but that wasn’t it entirely. She was also the most submissive, living to follow his every command, and was by far the most wanton slut he had ever owned. Now, she was going to serve him again. For the past few years, Mental Master had been working on a way of reprogramming the human mind. Originally, he had begun this research to give himself power. If he could reprogram the world’s leaders, no one would be able to stop him. As time went on, though, he realised he could also use it to create himself an equal, a partner, someone to share his conquests with, but someone still subservient to him. Metalyne was to become that person. He would test his new machine on her, and if successful, Metalyne, the submissive heroine, would be replaced with Bloody Kat, the dominatrix and partner to Mental Master.
Following behind him, Metalyne wondered where her Master was taking her. They had gone deep into the lower levels of her Master’s home, to places she had never seen in her 10 years of service. The woman was a bit afraid, hoping she had not done something to displease her Master. Deep down inside, though, part of her ached to escape, to slay this man that had turned her into a wanton slut, but Mental Master’s hold on her spirit kept that part of her from being heard.
The door to the lab opened, and Mental Master gestured towards a stainless steel table. "Lay down on there on your stomach, slave"
"Yes, Master," Metalyne said, climbing onto the cold metal, her naked body shivering at the contact.
Mental Master then unclasped the necklace around Metalyne’s neck and fir the first time since she was taken, unclasped it and removed it from her. Once the bloodstone crystals were removed from her flesh, Metalyne felt her powers flood back to her. That spark down inside her reveled in the feeling of her powers restored, but still, her conditioning held.
"Very good slave. You may now lay on your back."
Metalyne turned over, her eyes squinting in the brightness of the lights above her. "Does Master desire something from his slave?" she said, sliding her hands seductively down her body.
Mental Master smiled, "Not right now Slave. Now, just hold still." He then pulled a dark crytalline sword from a locker in the lab and placed it between two sets of srching electricity. The blade began to pulse with an eerie light and Mental Master moved to his control console, flipping switches and initiating the reprogramming cycle.
Above Metalyne, colored lights played and she felt herself slipping into a deep trance. Soft music seemed to surround her and she felt like she was floating freely. As she stared at the lights and listened to the music, Metalyne felt herself falling deep within herself, and she realised she was not alone. From deep within herself, that part of her long that desired to kill Mental Master sprang free and took a name for itself, Bloody Kat. For several minutes, Metalyne looked at a reflection of herself, a reflection that feared nothing and was feared by those around her. A reflection that was no one’s slave. In her mind, the reflection spoke.
"Embrace me, Metalyne. We are one. Let me free and I will ensure no one ever harms you again. I am not a slave, and neither are you."
"But, my Master…I must serve him. Without him my life is empty and meaningless."
"Mental Master has crushed your will and hidden it deep within you. Think back to before you met him. Was your life empty and meaningless?"
Suddenly, Metalyne saw herself home, with her family. She saw herself happy. Before her eyes, she saw herself being decorated by the mayor for breaking up a drug ring. Her many victories flashed before her eyes and she began to cry.
"Let me protect you Metalyne."
Metalyne looked at Bloody Kat, and, still crying, moved forward and embraced her reflection. As she did so, she felt herself slipping deeper within herself, to a place where none could hurt her. Bloody Kat would protect her.
For the first time, Bloody Kat opened her eyes and smiled. She moved to sit up, but her body would not co-operate. From her side, she heard Mental Master speaking.
"Awake already? Good. Now, what is your name?"
Bloody Kat wanted to leap up and kill him then and there, but something within her made her answer, "I’m Bloody Kat. I’m your partner"
Mental Master smiled. It had worked. "And what do you desire to do?"
"To collect women and break them to my will. To enslave them to serve me, and in turn make them serve you."
"What about men?"
"I cannot enslave men. Men are my equal and I must share with my equals."
Again, Mental Master smiled. He released the field holding down Bloody Kat, and she rose to her feet. Again, something within her kept her from attacking Mental Master and Bloody Kat realized that while she was gaining her freedom, Mental Master had been placing conditions upon her. For the moment, he was in charge.
Mental Master gestured to a closet, "You will find appropriate clothing in there, Kat. Only slave are forbidden to wear clothing."
Bloody Kat moved to the indicated locker. Inside was a red costume. It consisted of a pair of knee high red leather boots, a red spandex body suit with an attached red tail, a pari of red cat ears, a red mask, and a whip. Bloody Kat thought the tail a bit too much, but shrugged and stepped into the outfit. She also discovered a wicked looking knife in her right boot. She stretched a bit, reveling in the way the outfit hugged her curves.
Suddenly, the wall behind Mental Master burst apart and a man stood there. To Bloody Kat’s eyes, he was the most handsome man she’d ever seen.
"Chax!" Mental Master swore, "How did you find me?"
"I’ll take my sword back now, Mental Master."
"I think not! Kat, take that sword and kill him!"
Bloody Kat immediately responded to the commands programmed into her and grapsed the crystal sword. As she grasped the blade, power surged through her and the blade turned to smoke. Immediately, the restrictions placed on her by Mental Master were gone.
She pulled the knife from her boot and advanced on her tormenter. At the same time, Chax hurled a bolt of energy at Mental Master. The bolt surged into Mental Master and hurled him backwards into Kat. The knife buried itself deep in Mental Master and Kat looked at him, an evil smile on her face. "That is for Metalyne! And this, if for ME!!" and with that, she pulled the blade from his chest and slashed it across his neck. Chax merely looked at the beautiful woman who was screaming invectives at the now dead Mental Master and carving him into bloody little pieces. Chax moved to the woman and touched her blood-slicked shoulder. Bloody Kat quickly looked up, knife in hand, and looked at the man. Suddenly, deep within her, she recognized someone she could trust. The anger left her, and she stood. "Give me a moment, will you please?"
Chax nodded as Bloody Kat moved to a nearby sink and cleaned herself off. She also cut the ridiculous tail from her new costume, then, after placing the knife back in her boot, turned to Chax. "Bloody Kat. And you are?"
"Chax"
"So, you need a partner?"
Chax smiled, finding this woman intriguing. He took her offered hand and the two left. Chaos reigned in Mental Master’s Mansion as the slaves all came out of their stupor and, with the captive heroines in charge, left for freedom. Kat smiled at her new partner, "Now I’ll have to re-capture them all! Oh well, that could prove fun. And, I think, since it’s owner is gone, I’ll claim this place as my own, now, tell me about yourself."
The villain and villainess walked back into the now deserted Mansion and began making plans, as well as other things. But that’s an entirely different story.
The End