Captured by two girls she busted for rape Courtney is herself abused and then suffers far worse than she could ever expect... Note: Sequel to both Stargirl: Breaking Courtney and Hawkgirl: Kendra's ordeal
Courtney Whitmore didn't know where she was and for the heroine known as Stargirl that was a bad thing. She'd been fighting Roulette with the rest of the JSA when the game loving villain had set off a device that knocked them all out. She woken in a room lying on a bed, her arms and ankles restrained with linked cuffs and a crotch chain through her pussy. This was humiliating! But there was worse, from neck to feet Courtney was covered in a tight rubber body suit that clung like a second skin to her trim form, and the room was rather warm leaving her sweating in her plastic prison, finally a gasmask was strapped tightly to her face, with a tube snaking away, Courtney was therefore forced to breath plastic tasting air through the mask and this only added to her problems. Something was also blocking her ears and the portholes of the mask had been replaced by very dark glass, leaving her able to only see a little way through the gloom. Some kind of rubber hood also covered her hair. This all meant that Courtney was stripped of all sense but that of sight (much reduced) and trapped in a hot sweaty claustrophobic prison, Courtney began to fight her bonds but the tube was making air an issue and she quickly tired. She wondered what sick game Roulette had planned for her? After a short time a figure entered the room, but through her dark glass all Courtney could be sure of was the fact it was a woman. No words were said; instead the woman grabbed Courtney and dragged her to her feet. Courtney tried to struggle, until a sharp shock went through her breasts, she yelped in pain, and the figure held up an object, Courtney yelped again at another shock, it was clear if she disobeyed the figure could hurt her so Courtney meekly followed in her chains. The sexy blonde was getting very worried what was to become of her? Then sound crackled through her ears revealing the presence of speakers, "We meet again whore!" were the words spoken and Courtney instantly knew who it was.
Months ago, a set of twins Ana and Lucile Anderson had kidnapped Hawkgirl and subjected her to a horrific lesbian rape, Courtney had helped save Kendra from them and now she was in their clutches! She tried to fight them but received more shocks for her trouble.
Courtney was forced into the centre of the room and pushed to the floor, the two girls spoke again, "Well miss Whitmore, Roulette was good enough to sell you to us, provided we tape your ordeal and it will be an ordeal by the time it's over you'll either be a slutty slave or a cowed submissive but either way you will be ours." Courtney struggled, no not that she'd been a slave before never again! But of course in her bonds there was nothing she could do. The girls rolled her on her back and then uncuffed her legs and arms before recuffing them in a spread eagled position trapping her body for use, Courtney then felt the latex around her sex moving and discovered to her horror that it was removable, soon her pussy was bare in the cool air of the room and Courtney could only wait for the rape to begin. But instead something else occurred; her left leg was released and held still while Courtney felt something being rolled over the latex, another layer! Then her right leg was released and the new material rolled over that as well, her legs were then cuffed together again and then her hands were released and again cuffed behind her back, before she was dragged upright what were they doing? "Sorry but good as you ass is we need you upright for this. Her head was forced down revealing that a new black layer was covering her legs the stuff looked almost half an inch thick! With great effort the girls forced the thick rubber up Courtney's legs the thick stuff restricting her movement more and more and increasing the heat on her body. The latex passed her wrist and then the girls undid her hands and forced her arms into the sleeves Courtney resisted but received a punch to the chest for her trouble and it did no good soon the thick latex covered her neck to ankles. They left her arms free but with the thick rubber restricting them and Court's restricted breathing she could do nothing about it. One thinner layer of latex was now added, pale blue latex with white stars on it repeating the process of the last layer. Courtney wept in fear realising that she was now trapped in a parody of her own uniform. And worse was to come.
Courtney's left leg was grabbed and her foot was forced into the heel of a seven inch boot which was then pulled up her leg finally ending just below her blue hips. It was red and a parody of her normal boots and very hard to stand on as her foot arched almost straight downwards. Once her other boot was on it felt as if she was about to fall over at any second!
Now a thick black mono-glove was produced and her arms were cuffed behind her back once more held together by two hooks on the surface of the rubber, Courtney could detach them but before she did the monoglove was pulled over her hands and then yanked hard up her arms pulling them together and once it reached the top two straps went round her shoulders holding it in place, once zipped closed her arms were suddenly all but useless to her. With the exception of her pussy Courtney was now coated in three layers of latex, a mask and tightly bound. Now came something even worse.
A red corset was produced and placed around her waist; it was hooked closed at the front compressing her stomach and chest, forcing her tits up and out and restricting her ability to breathe even more. Then it got worse, the corset had a set of ratchet straps attached to it and the twins now began to pull them closed as far as they would go, rapidly Courtney felt the pressure change to pain as her normal twenty-two inch waist was crushed to eighteen inches leaving her an hourglass shape and barely able to breathe anymore, she panted gasping in her ever tighter prison cell. Courtney remembered her previous enslavement, Domina had been a picnic compared to this!
Suddenly the gas mask was removed and light stabbed into her eyes unfiltered light after hours in gloom she screamed in pain and as she did a plug gag was thrust into her mouth and secured behind her head with a strap, this attached to a harness that was pulled over her latex covered head and by the time her eyes cleared Courtney was silent once more.
The thing that was Courtney Whitmore hardly looked human anymore, except for her upper face and pussy she was covered in thick latex that changed her into a parody of Stargirl, a rubber hourglass unable to move, speak, feel or do anything but suffer in the crushing suit she wore, One of the twins (since they were identical she had no idea which) leant close and said, "how do you like it Starwhore, we made it your favourite colours, and soon it will begin your training. Now walk" Courtney yelped as a shock passed through her trapped breasts, she took a step forced to lift her leg like a horse due to all the rubber and the heels, and she slowly shuffled after them stripped of the ability to do anything but obey, she was led to what looked like a hydraulic hoist device to which was attached a metal plate perhaps five feet high that the hoist could lift up and down on the vertical, Courtney was shoved against the plate and she was into the next part of the ordeal.
Straps were pulled around her body and attached to the plate pulling her tight to it, her breast slipped into semi-circles cut either side of the plate, pushing the trapped globes out to the side and increasing the pain. The straps were pulled right round her back and then round the monoglove which was then pulled against her body, this forced her shoulders into an unnatural painful shape. She screamed at the pain of it all, as her body was crushed against the board.
Next a metal T-bar was passed between her heels and then attached to the board giving her boots a solid surface if the device rose (but of course pushing the metal into her ankles!). Courtney was now mated to the device.
As Courtney awaited her fate (she could do little else) one of the girls grabbed her head and forced her to look straight ahead. She then pulled a six inch neck corset collar round, Courtney's throat and laced it up at the back, the thick leather sheath meant that suddenly Courtney lost the ability to look down and it was not hard to move her head left or right, all she could do was look ahead of herself. She now felt the gag being removed but predictably not for a good thing. A thick rubber hood was placed over her face and pulled inwards, a large squeeze rubber shape was forced into Courtney's mouth like a huge mouth filling teat that her teeth rested on and which completely blocked air into the mouth. Now all she had was her nostrils, the hood was pulled up further and two rubber shapes were forced into her nose, expanding her nostrils and blocking them, inside were two Plexiglas tubes that led to gasket links outside and which left Courtney with airways of a few millimetres but that the rubber hood would not close. Her nostril filled with the stink of rubber Courtney was left forcing air into the tiny tubes to stay alive. The hood went all the way over her head and was closed with a zip at the back, all that remained free was a few strands of hair at the back and Courtney's entire face was covered apart from two penny sized holes that just allowed her to see, the hood was tight and claustrophobic and Courtney was now desperately afraid.
Moments later she felt movement in her sex, a thick dildo entered her pussy, and was shoved in so far it seemed to be inside her womb! Courtney tried to buck at the invader but all she could do was jerk in her bonds. Next her ass was suddenly stretched painfully as another invader a thick butt plug entered it, now both her sexual holes were violated. Next she felt a belt being strapped round her waist, a chastity belt into which all the objects fitted! This locked the invaders inside her body, for good. Now her bound legs were pulled apart and a long metal rectangular pole was forced between her legs, this attached via snaps to the belt and locked her to it, she felt a pain as a catheter connection pushed into last opening and the pole locked to the board, just high enough to push on her sex by its presence.
With only the tiny opening for her eyes Courtney now looked like a rubber coated mannequin if not for the rise and fall of her chest no one would know there was a living being alive, indeed the only thing still in Courtney's control was her breath and now that would change. Two tubes were produced leading to a large computer controlled object, a respirator! These tubes were locked onto Courtney's nose tubes, suddenly Courtney could no longer draw breath no air would come through the tubes, she panicked and began to thrash as her world grew grey and her head began to throb, they were killing her!
Finally one of the girls hit some keys on a keyboard and the system started up air was forced into Courtney's lungs making them inflate and deflate to the time of a machine. No matter what she tried Courtney could not breathe for herself. Another tube was added, this at her mouth, and this would feed her for the time being.
Finally one last hood was applied, this one blue like the last suit, and once pulled over her skull it covered everything except for the area around her mouth and nose where her life support was. With this last hood Courtney's world went black and she could no longer see out of her prison...
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The twins admired their work for a moment, looking at the rubber coated girl they had stripped of any freedom even that of breathing. The girls were pleased, now Courtney Whitmore would begin her punishment and by the time it was done she would beg them to enslave her. Once they were done with her she'd even help enslave the JSA. One of the twins reaches over and activated a computer. The hoist rose a few inches lifting Courtney off the floor and forcing her to support herself on the bars that her pussy and feet rested on...
Part Two: The Torment of Courtney
Trapped in her prison Courtney was rapidly loosing all sense of time, stripped of all five senses (apart from the pain of the corset and where her body rested) she could not tell what was happening outside or feel anything. She was in sensory deprivation and quickly the effects set in. She quickly lost track of time, with no landmarks all she had was her breathing to tell her how long time was and she quickly lost track. She already felt like days had passed since her capture, almost as if she'd never been anywhere but the suit. She was crushed in her cocoon of rubber, trapped with insane slavers and it already seemed as if no help would ever come. And even if they did come how would they know she was alive. Her skin had been replaced by rubber, her senses removed, even her intimate functions turned over a machine, was she even human in here?
After an eon a pulse of red hot fire passed through her body as electric shocks attack every part of her at once, she screamed into the gag, as her body bucked in the painful attack upon her person, and then it stopped, Courtney slumped in residual pain, once more alone, and she suddenly realised that she missed the shock because now she had nothing to hang onto but empty black space.
Eventually another pulse came far worse this time, pain coursing over her entire surface and through her body and even into her soul. Stripped of anything else this was the worst pain Courtney had ever felt. Her body seared and roasted by agony, she cried out tried to thrash and escape anything to exit the hell that she'd been trapped in but of course nothing worked. She was bound so tight she couldn't do more than rock a little.
Once the pulse cut off Courtney could feel new pain, the pressure of the things in her sex rising as her weight pushed her down onto the bar she rests on, pressure in the joints of her feet as the bar holding them shoved her downwards as well and agony as her arms were crushed to her back, and her stomach crushed by the corset. Courtney was growing hot inside the rubber, and the suit seemed to be constricting her more and more as if it was shrinking.
The pulses came at random and the rest of the time Courtney was left isolated with her pain, she began to wonder if the girls had left her like this to be tortured until she died. Unable to keep track of time Courtney rapidly became convinced that months and years were passing as her torment continued.
Finally there was a new sensation, in her stretched sex and anus the invaders activated and began to arouse Courtney, building slowly towards an orgasm. As the pleasure rose Courtney began to feel good finally something nice was happening, she rose and rose and rose towards a climax, and then the devices shut off, just as she was about to orgasm, she crashed down from her high stopped at the last moment from receiving her pleasure, and the shocks started once again, her body stung by hundreds of bolts of lightning instead of the fire of pleasure. No bring it back...bring it back... thought Courtney desperate for the orgasm even inside her torture harness. The pain rose to a crescendo and Courtney passed out...
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An unknown amount of time later Courtney came back to painful reality, still trapped with in her latex hell. Almost the second she woke the shocks began again and Courtney resumed her suffering. Gradually a cycle emerged, Courtney would be tortured and then bought to the brink of orgasm, tortured then bought to the brink over and over again. For Courtney the orgasm denial was worse than the torture to be bought so close to bliss only for it to be taken away over and over again.
In her silent tomb the insidious torment was slowly driving Courtney mad, she no longer had any real concept of what was outside, the torture had driven her mind below sentience leaving her only with the horror of torment and the desperate desire to be allowed to orgasm, She would do anything, anything if she was just allowed to experience the pleasure she desired no needed to feel...
Finally after an aeon the device did not turn off at the point of climax, she went on, on, on and finally her body erupted into the promised land of orgasm. The surging pleasure passed through her abused body like molten magma, she screamed as the pent up energy was released as the dildo kept on going forcing her to climax after climax, even as the electric shocks began tormenting her again and again, finally trapped in a heaven that might as well be hell Courtney once more passed out...
When she came round the torture resumed, and Courtney's addled mind understood that she had to endure the torture to receive a reward, with the pleasure came the pain! She had to endure this to receive a reward and after her crushing orgasm all she wanted was to have another and another, she was like someone taking their very first drug fix and beginning the road to addiction and ruin.
Finally all torture stopped and for a long while Courtney was once again left alone in the darkness. For an age she was starved of contact and began to believe that she had been left to die but finally a voice came through her speakers repeating a series of words over and over. And as it did her tormentors restarted,
"You are a lesbian slave slut, you're only desire is to service women and the pleasure this gives you. You obey absolutely your mistress, and if you disobey you will be punished."
The message repeated over and over, and as it did things happened, at the words "Desire", "pleasure" and "Obey" the dildo and butt plug vibrated while at the words " "Mistress" "Disobey" and "Punished" she received a shock, the cycle did not stop and Courtney was bought to several orgasms, while her body was tormented.
In her isolated world, the torture and pleasure began to work on Courtney's mind; through repetition she began to understand that, she desired to obey her mistress because that gave her pleasure while she new that if she disobeyed her mistress she would be punished. The words and the torture were slowly but surely brainwashing Courtney to believe what she was being told was reality and what she must do.
With no other stimulation Courtney began to repeat the words she said mouthing them around the gag, and slowly as the commandment was seared into her brain but the torture the words she was spoke changed,
"I am a lesbian slave slut, my only desire is to service woman and the pleasure this gives me. I obey absolutely my mistress, and if I disobey I will be punished."
After she repeated this about a hundred times whoever was in charge seemed satisfied and she was rewarded with the vibrator being left on for a long period, and she was allowed to orgasm for a while. In her mind Courtney was vaguely pleased equating this pleasure with her passing the lesson. The voice changed,
"You are no longer Stargirl you are Starwhore,"
This time Stargirl was torture and Starwhore was pleasure, once again the voice repeated over and over. And slowly but surely Courtney's mind accepted her new identity, and she was rewarded with an orgasm. On a vague level she was aware of the fact she was being changed, that her perceptions of the world were altering. Now came the next commandment,
"You are not a person; you are a toy for your mistress's pleasure."
This time her identity of a person was being swapped for an object a toy. Over many cycles Courtney was programmed to believe that she was a sex slave, she was programmed to enjoy lesbian sex and to feel joy at serving her mistress. She was told,
"Men are evil, women are good, and you hate men and desire only a woman's touch,"
"You feel safe in rubber and bondage, you fear freedom and responsibility."
"You have no will save that of your owner,"
And so it went on day after day, Courtney had no idea how long she'd been like this, she didn't even have feedings to guide her (since she was being fed by a drip in her left arm). And slowly but surely the wilful hero Stargirl was erased from her mind, replaced by Starwhore a lesbian sex slave. As the alterations took hold Courtney's world changed, she now felt safe in her prison sheltered from the world and she understood that her punishments were necessary, Her natural Bi-sexuality was enhanced and changed into a man fearing lesbian, who needed to be protected from the world by strong women, and her dominant personality was replaced with that of a submissive. Finally the torture, and pleasure all stopped and the voice gave her one order, "Who are you," Mouthing the words round the soft gag in her mouth (which was actually acting as a kind of microphone for her words), she spoke,
"Slave is Starwhore, property of Ana and Lucile Anderson, rubber slave and whore," she received a burst of pleasure,
"And what are the rules you obey?" Courtney slowly began to repeat the orders and rules she had been given,
That slave is to refer to itself as slave not I.
That slave is not a person but an object to do with as my mistress wishes,
That slave obeys in all things and has no desires of slaves own,
That slave needed to be bound and encased in rubber, and slave hates being free
That slave will obey any order given to it and will not question no matter what it is.
That slave desires only the touch of women and hates the idea of sex with men.
That slave has no control over slave's body only slave's owner has control.
That slave may be sold at anytime and will have no choice but to obey slave's new owner.
That slave may be punished in anyway by its mistress, for any transgression.
That attempting to escape will be punished with death.
That slave may only use the words "Yes mistress," and No Mistress, no other speech is allowed without prior orders.
That slave is evil for its former life and is grateful to it's mistress for taking it from that life.
Having recited her programming Courtney received an orgasm and though, Slave has done well I have passed! Instead another cycle of pleasure, torture began, and the crushed slavegirl was left back where she started. The whole cycle repeated twice more before her ruler was satisfied, the system shut down and Courtney was allowed to sleep.
Chapter 3: The next stage
Soon after Courtney awoke she suddenly felt the respirator cut off and the flow of air into her lungs stop. No she though slave had become what wanted, not now kill me. After a moment though, she found she could now pull air into her body herself as the tubes were removed. Gradually she felt the pressures on her decrease as the straps holding her in place were removed and she was lifted away from the platform. Then Courtney screamed in agony as two tiny points of light appeared before her eyes for the first time (though she was not aware of it) in 17 days. Slowly the points faded as her eyes adjusted and she realised she was looking out on the world through two tiny holes in her outer mask. The holes were perhaps a quarter inch across and just allowed Courtney to see directly in front of her. Nothing else was altered or changed about the suit as she was stood on the floor before the torture rack, she was held in place, as a harness was lowed from the ceiling and wrapped around her shoulders, once buckled in place this ensured that she could not fall over even weak as she was from weeks of torture, her latex coated form hung still as she awaited her mistresses orders. Finally she heard speech in her earphones, and watched as one of the twins screwed an object to the fitting over her mouth, "Suck," Courtney did so and a tasteless liquid entered her body and passed into her stomach, the voice now said, "This will keep you healthy at all times."
"You have completed your mental training now begins the next stage, in your new state you will be interested to know that the rubber you wear is very special dirt and sweat you produce is absorbed and expelled to the surface like a second skin, all we need do is hose you down once in a while. The suit you wear will never be removed, I trust you are used to it now because you are in there for as long as you live," a mirror was held up revealing Courtney's mocking red and blue garbed form. "This is you Starwhore, our beautiful latex slave," Courtney felt good for a second, her appearance pleased her mistress.
"For the next stage you must learn to walk in those heels, this device you are in will pull you around a track, you will walk in time with it, until you walk as well in those as you would on bare feet. Begin!" So ordered Courtney took a single step lifting her booted foot a bare inch, then another and another, desperately trying not to fall off the heels. But of course she'd never walked like this before and finally she slipped and fell. Her punishment devices activated and forced Courtney to pull herself upright and go on. After a little while of this the girls added a chain linking Courtney's boots and this actually made it easier since now she was hobbled to take very short steps preventing her from easily overbalancing. Slowly she circled the room, fifty times, a hundred, two hundred and more and gradually she became adept at taking little steps as she followed the track around the room. Hours later, the device halted and she the girls left leaving Starwhore hanging in her bonds like a left out toy, (which of course she was). For the next two days this training repeated until Star became as adept in heels as she had once been in ordinary shoes. Once she passed this test further ones began.
Next a feather duster was screwed into her mouth fitting and she was required to dust a table with it, using her mouth as a tool and forcing her to learn to move her body with the rubber attached to it. Every time she knocked something over or otherwise failed she was shocked senseless and gradually Courtney became very capable at these tasks and overcoming pain to bend and work in her hideous suit.
She was taught to kneel as a slave and remain in one place for hours, a tray was attached to her face and she was forced to hold a wine bottle for hours as they drunk it without dropping it or spilling any of the contents. Gradually she became more and more adept at the sadistic tasks she was set. She was regularly rewarded with orgasms more and more as time went on. However her position did not change she was not a person she was treated like a favourite toy. She even had her own packaging!
One day about a week after she was bought out of the machine Courtney was led into another room. Upon the floor was a simple rectangular open metal frame that was criss crossed with straps, and ended with a circular metal plate, Courtney was directed to stand on the plate and she was rapidly buckled into the device around her legs, and up to her corset. Then something happened, Ana (who was working on her) removed the monoglove she had worn for so very long, and uncuffed her hands. Courtney remained utterly still but true to her conditioning she was worried were they about to remove her wonderful rubber suit? Instead Ana grabbed her arms pulled them back and then pulled them up so her wrists crossed about three inches below her collar, cuffs were then emplaced smooth bands of metal linked as one, and trapping Courtney's arms behind her, a chain was then run from the cuffs to a d-ring on the back of the neck corset and Ana yanked hard at the chain. Courtney screamed as her arms were pulled up and closer together and a further cuff applied at the elbows separated by less than three inches of chain. Her shoulders nearly dislocating and her breast jutting out more than ever. Courtney wept as she was pulled into a reverse prayer and her arms trapped in place. Ana experimentally pushed Courtney's elbows closer, Courtney screamed still louder as she her arms were pushed closer together. She heard Ana speak, "You won't need these so over the next few months we'll train your arms, to link together elbow to wrist and lie flat against your back. With time we'll attach the fingers to the collar. You should be grateful Lucille wanted to amputate but I convinced her to leave them like that gaudy suit you wear as a reminder of what you once were." Ana finished strapping Courtney in and then hit a switch lifting the device high above the floor. "Enjoy your new room pet," Ana called as she left and turned the lights out.
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Gradually over the next weeks, Courtney learned her slavegirl chores, and her body altered as gradually her arms were locked to her collar and then riveted together with metal bands removing them forever. Rings were pushed through the plastic into her nipples and sex, and she was trained and trained until she could endure punishment after punishment even with her reduced airways.
As this all occurred the last vestiges of Courtney Whitmore were fading away, under constant abuse, cruelty, her new slave persona was rapidly solidifying burying what she once was. After three months she was returned to the machine for two days to undergo a refresher course and further reinforce her programming. At the end of this she was rewarded when her eye holes were widened to oval's that were just the right size for them, allowing her to once more see ahead and a little to the side of her body. The pain faded from the suit and implants as bones and innards shifted to accommodate her new shape and gradually she learned to move her new form almost as well as her old one. Her mind also altered and following yet another refresher course at the six months mark, she stopped even thinking of the past, and her thoughts altered, so that she though of herself not as "I" but as "slave" in truth.
With the programming complete, Courtney found she now enjoyed her service and accepted her torments as necessary, in truth as well as in what she had been told. When she received an order from her mistresses she found a heat, rising in her insides a heat of desire to serve, a heat born of love for her mistresses...
Chapter four: Horsepower
Seven months later
Blind and silent Courtney knelt inside a wooden crate. The cube like crate held her entire body apart from her head which was trapped by a circle of wood round her neck and sticking out of the box, inside she knelt, her knees resting on a triangular metal bar the point of which was sticking into her knees as punishment for spilling a drink. Courtney accepted this knowing she had made a mistake and was being punished for it. She been here for a day and a half and spent the time contemplating her mistake and reciting her rules. She wept at how she had disappointed her mistress and thought not of her old life. In truth that seemed like a dream more than reality, all she had left now was her service to her cruel mistresses and she had long since accepted that reality as the truth.
After a time she was lifted from the crate and the extra hood she wore removed revealing her blue coated head. In truth Courtney was now more alien than even to her former form. Her hood had been removed sometime before and her hair removed and then lasered off leaving her bald for ever. After this special glue had been applied to her head and a new hood stuck back in place, permanently bonded to her body. The new mask had more open eye holes with the latex stuck down around the eye socket allowing Courtney to see properly, her nose holes were now two brass rings allowing her to breathe properly and her mouth was now filled with a permanent ring gag allowing her to please her owners with her tongue. All over the suit, straps had been replaced with bolts and rivets sealing it in place forever, while her now wasted arms were tightly strapped down to her back and covered with a blue latex cover that left it very hard to tell what had once been there and leaving the appearance that they did not exist at all. Her waist was now down to sixteen inches, and Lucille had taken great pleasure in the ability to link her hands around it without difficulty. Her breasts were now two proud spheres jutting far out from her chest each with a bright silver ring with in the tip. And her feet were now encased in shorter five inch heels in which Courtney could now walk and even run like she always had. Just as her mind had been erased of its freedom so her body was erased of its humanity, transformed into a contorted hourglass parody of itself. She was truly no longer who she had been.
A chain was snapped to her collar and she was led away by Ana.
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Courtney was taken outside to a fiendish device the girls had made. It consisted of a car seat on a triangular frame with two wheels at the rear and a drive wheel at the front, looking like a tricycle, and steered with a wheel. However this one did not use the driver to peddle it but rather Courtney who would be mounted on a pole above the front wheel that connected to her dildo, with her feet attached to the peddles and forced to drive the device. The girls called it a modern alternative to pony girls, and Courtney was quickly strapped in place upon it, while Ana got into the drivers seat. At a signal Courtney began to peddle and this motion forced her to rise and fall on the oversized dildo that lived in her sex. In normal operation she was used to it's presence and since it vibrated rather than moved it did little real damage, but pushed up and down on it caused hideous shooting pain through her sex even as Ana activated the controls, to shock her and force her to go faster.
Ana and Lucile were now based out of a large estate spanning 10'000 acres in California and soon Courtney was driving through it at twenty miles an hour. Expertly Ana steered them through the fields where other (naked) slaves grew cocaine for the sisters, Courtney serving as an abject lesson of what would happen if they did not meet quota or obey absolutely. Eventually they left the fields behind and the tiny bit of Courtney that was left sunk as she knew where they were going. Near the edge of the estate was a statue of a female angel standing in the sun, what few people realised was that this anatomically correct statue was alive.
Power Girl captured at the same time as Courtney had been stripped of her powers with Gold Kryptonite and imprisoned inside the statue. She was alive on the same life support as Courtney had once been but she was sealed in concrete the automatic systems inside tormenting her for all eternity as punishment for hurting Ana and Lucile when they had rescued Kendra. Courtney knew what was being taught every time she was bought here, rule 14: There is worse than this. Transformed into a submissive hunk of rubber Courtney was at least still allowed in the sun and allowed to serve, Kara Zor-L would die in her tomb.
And that rescue was come to nought, because Lucille was approaching in an identical cart powered by another rubber coated figure, one exactly like Courtney, except dressed in yellow and green rather than Red and blue, and her lovely brown hair now grew in a tail above her head. Kendra had been through exactly the same training as Courtney and now the two slaves looked into each others eyes, none of the friendship or love they had once had passed between them it was simply the acknowledgement of two fellow slaves. Lucille got out and stroked Kendra before, squeezing Courtney's rubber breasts.
The two sisters then proceeded to give each slave a drink of water and then sat down for a picnic in the shade of the statue. As they consumed caviar and champagne Courtney and Kendra, baked in their uniforms and awaited their mistresses' commands.
After a while the identical twins, lay down beside each other and began to have sex, once incest would have appalled Courtney, now her only wish was to be allowed to join in with it. She watched silently as the two girls' eat each other out and fucked each other with a dildo, for the next half an hour.
Finally the girls got up and naked got back onto their machines, "Race you back!" Ana told Lucille.
"Sure, and the losers ride gets an hour in the sauna."
"Done," Courtney bulked at that and knew Kendra would too, an hour in the sauna made their already hot suits even hotter, and left you weak for days leading to even more punishment. In spite of her aching cunt she prepared to peddle as hard as she could. Once Courtney might have taken a punishment for her friend but Kendra was just another slave and Courtney's lone desire was to be the best slave she could. She heard Lucille cry, "Ready...steady...go!!!"
Courtney slammed down on the peddles ignoring the pain as she pounded as fast as she could soon reaching twenty-five miles an hour, she and Kendra were neck and neck as they sped along the long gravel path near the house. Suddenly Ana missed a turn and they skidded through the mud giving Kendra a ten metre lead. No slave will not lose thought Courtney pounding the peddles up and down harder than ever. The house was in sight. 200 metres away. 150 metres, she was gaining on Kendra, 7 metres, five, four, and then two. There were less than fifty metres and they were neck and neck. Courtney put on a burst and just skidded home first as they passed the ornamental statues that boarded the garden. She had won the race; she had won for her mistress.
The two tricycles came to a stop and Kendra was pulled off her mount by Lucille and led away to suffer. Kendra looked in Courtney's eyes but showed no malice; after all she would have done the same given a chance. Ana got off the bike and walked round to Courtney patting her on the rump, "Good work Starwhore, Hawkcunt will suffer and you will be rewarded. Courtney's vibrators sprung to life, and she began to orgasm as she was lifted off the machine and led inside, once there she was strapped to the same hoist that had changed her so much and left alone to orgasm for the rest of the night.
As she rode waves of erotic pleasure Courtney reflected on how much had changed since she first stood here, how she had been changed so completely. The first time she had fought to escape this place but now she happily rode the device to climax after climax. Courtney Whitmore was no more and in her place was the slave Starwhore, the victim of a plan so insidious that she no longer felt a victim at all, she loved her mistresses for taking her from her old life and turning her into something entirely new. She felt the lustful heat rise in her at thoughts of her slavery. The last of Courtney Whitmore was dead and in her place was a hot and Horney rubber slave.
Behind her gag Courtney smiled in bliss and happiness. She was truly where she belonged...
THE END
Well I hope everyone likes my new story (or at least most people do). Sorry I've been away so long but I've been knee deep in college work. I've reposted the two prequels to this if anyone wants to catch up on the events that led Courtney down the path to hell. I have a few ideas for continuing the series but for now I plan to work on some shorter fics.
Stargirl: The Falling Star Book 2
Nine months ago, Stargirl, Powergirl and Hawkgirl were captured by two lesbian slavers. Karen was imprisoned as a living statue, while Courtney and Kendra were brainwashed and sealed inside rubber suits, eventually becoming the loving slaves of their mistresses. Some time has passed...
Chapter One: Cyclones and Bellies
Starwhore, the creature that had been Courtney Whitmore was suffering, she often had in the nine months since she'd been transformed into a rubber coated sex slave. Her entire body was coated in a blue suit of latex with a pattern of stars on it, her feet encased in thigh high boots with five inch heels, a tight red corset reducing her waist to 16 inches, rings visible in her plastic coated breasts, her arms trapped in a permanent reverse prayer and atrophied were strapped tightly to her back and covered with more rubber. Her bald head was covered with a thick blue mask, twin bulges coverer her ears, where speakers were used to allow her to hear commands, a built in ring gag held her mouth in a permanent O, while her eyes stared out of two holes, the only human feature that could be seen. She was sealed inside the suit and had been for months, she hardly seemed human anymore, more a doll for pleasure than a living breathing human being.
Currently Courtney was strapped to the wall of a sauna being subjected to the crushing heats effects on her rubber bound form, across from her stood Hawkcunt her former friend Kendra, dressed a similar way except for her suit being solid green with a yellow corset and boats. Both were dressed as parodies of their old selves to remind them who they had been but never would be again. Through harsh torture they had been brainwashed and now loved being slaves. They were like this because they had knocked over a bottle of expensive wine, and both absolutely believed the deserved it for failing their owners so badly. The two stood absolutely motionless awaiting a command from their mistresses.
Finally the door opened and their owners Ana and Lucille Anderson, two identical twins in their mid twenties, owners of them and dozens of other slaves (though most were a bit more conventional in appearance). They released the duo, "Follow us," Ana told the rubber slaves, "We have something to show you," The two slaves followed demonstrating the way they had mastered walking on high heels. Courtney wondered what they were to be shown and hoped it was a new pleasure or torment device, she wanted to ask but new that would only earn her a shock from the devices built into her suit.
They were led into the same room where Courtney's conversion had occurred and beheld a sight. Two women one a blonde in her mid-twenties, the other a freckled red head in her late teens laid bound spread eagled and ball gagged on the floor. "I believe you all know each other," said Lucille,
Courtney knew exactly who they were, in her former life they had been Jessie Chambers and Maxine Hunkel, and they were the heroines Liberty Belle and Cyclone. Once they had been friends, but Courtney felt no kinship with the women bound before her. In fact part of her conditioning had been the belief that heroines, were evil, for hurting her wonderful owners and that she was evil but redeemed in her rubber. Now for the first time she saw two heroines before her and through her gag spat the word "Evil!!!"
"Yes they are Starwhore, we learned they were searching for you and Hawkcunt and caught them first. A little dose of power inhibiters and here they are. Would you like to help punish them Starwhore?" Courtney soared her great mistress was offering her a humble rubber slave the chance to serve, in the distorted voice the gag left her with she mumbled,
"If it is your wish, it of your humble slave then slave will serve," Courtney watched as Jess and Max's eyes went wide, realising who she was and just how far she had fallen. They seemed stunned that what stood there was their friend, begging to serve her mistress. Ana spoke again,
"As you can see Courtney is much happier with us, isn't she beautiful," She stroked the rubber, "And soon she and Kendra will have two playmates, but first..."
She guided Courtney to a metal block sticking out of the wall and covered in circular dimples; she pushed Courtney against it and strapped her in facing outwards. Then she attached, a huge strap-on dildo, to Courtney's chastity belt. Now she returned to Maxine and drew down four chains from the ceiling, they ended in harsh metal bonds which she attached to Maxine just above the chains she currently wore. While this occurred, Courtney noticed Lucille knock out Jessie and drag her from the room with Kendra following. This didn't surprise Courtney she was primarily Ana's slave, while Lucille held on to Kendra.
Once Ana was done, she walked over to a button and Maxine was hoisted screaming into the air, and carried over until she was six feet in front of Courtney and level with the cock. Ana pulled down two further chains pulled then under Maxine's stomach and locked them in place, giving her some (painful) support for her body. Ana spoke again, "Now Maxine, Liberty Belle is going straight to the transformation stage, but I want to try and experiment with you, you see I've learned two things about you,
1: You're a closet submissive and
2: You're in love with Starwhore"
Maxine's eyes went wide again and she began to mumble at the revelation of her greatest secret. "You see Jessie's a married woman and cunt and whore had to be totally reprogrammed to accept us, but you are half way their already. So you are going to get your greatest wish, sex with Starwhore in bondage! Now you will have two choices after that, 1: you can willingly, become a rubber slave, without brainwashing and the two of you will serve us as a pair set and as lovers or you can fight and become as she is brainwashed and sold elsewhere, your choice, you have until the sex is over to decide, say 12 hours?" Ana slammed a switch and Maxine glided forward her bound body driven towards Courtney and she screamed as the huge dildo slipped perfectly into her (wet) sex. Courtney gasped as the air was knocked out of her by Maxine's arrival then felt a familiar and an unfamiliar feeling. The known one was her dildo and butt plug activating; the new one was her attached cock switching on. Maxine buckled and cried as the fiendish tool went to work on her. The too big cock hurting her and arousing her as she quickly orgasimed for the first time. Courtney soared as she two came, and for the first time in forever she realised that she had a desire of her own. She barely thought of her old life anymore, but she remembered Maxine's so obvious attraction to her, and the fact she had reciprocated and she now realised that she still loved Maxine, and wanted her with her experiencing the wonderful world of rubber slavery she was trapped in. She wanted her love to bring Maxine to the rubber not the torture she wanted to turn her friend even as she had been turned. She looked deep into Maxine's eyes radiating love, and watched her friend slip into the blissful oblivion of unending orgasms unable to end the climaxes forced to peak after peak and into a kind of barely sentient state just like the one Courtney had entered during her time blind and trapped on the machine. Understanding that Starwhore knew there was a chance, she had been retrained by a voice telling her what was right while shocks enforced the wrong and pleasure the right. She knew that in constant pleasure she the slave could input one command. She spoke in her muffled distorted voice,
"Courtney loves you Maxine, you love Courtney," she began to repeat it over and over dozens of times even as her gag hurt her jaw. Soon Maxine exhausted lay still (except for the jerks of orgasm) able to do nothing but look at Courtney orgasm and listen. Finally after dozens more time she heard a faint murmur round the ball gag that she could just make out (Ana had left her hearing firmly on), it was:
"I love Courtney," repeated over and over, Courtney changed her tune,
"Then be with me," she said that only once, and just stared at Maxine in her fugue state, her mouth sore Courtney just stared for hours at her hoping beyond hope that Maxine would come round. Finally an unknown time later, Maxine looked at her and barely audible gave up her world for her love with one word,
"Yes..."
...
Eventually Maxine passed out, and sometime later even the trained toned sex slave Starwhore did so as well. She came round to a shock to her breasts, she jerked upright desperate to make up for fainting, but Ana was standing there and just smiled at her, "Good slave, you lasted six hours well done, now lets see how Maxine is,"
Ana pulled Maxine off the cock and shut it and the vibrators off before lowering the abused form to the floor; she then freed Courtney and allowed her to watch while Maxine was revived with a few slaps. Courtney prayed that her love would accept her fate, as Maxine looked up at Ana she moved her head to look instead at Courtney, Courtney wanted to speak but it would anger her mistress, so she used her eyes to try to tell Maxine to do accept.
Ana removed the gag and asked, "What is your answer?" Maxine worked her jaw and Courtney knew this was the last time it would be completely unfilled. Then silently she nodded to Courtney and looked at Ana before looking away and saying,
"Yes, I will be a slave," the redhead hung her head as Ana laughed and the enormity of what she had done sunk in...
...
Quickly Ana began work on Maxine, regagging her and beginning the procedure before Maxine could change her mind. Courtney watched fascinated as the procedure she only ever seen from the inside began:
First Ana removed all body hair and applied the laser that had burned out Courtney's hair follicles when she lost her blonde locks just before the hood had been stuck to her.
Then came the first white rubber suit that quickly covered Maxine neck to toe, and after that the first hood to cover Maxine's face apart from an oval at the front. Now she strapped Maxine's upper body to the floor and began to roll the thick jet black second suit onto her.
Once this was done came the seven inch heels that Courtney had wore while in training, and then a third layer of latex again in black. Courtney was surprised that it the suit didn't parody Maxine's cyclone uniform, but she supposed that she had been snatched with two little notice and it would be added later.
Now came the crushing corset, just like the one Courtney wore, Maxine screamed as her waist was compressed to 19 inches, and looked at Courtney who just nodded. Then came the arm binder, and soon Maxine's arms were crushed together and strapped to her back, eventually to be folded away under rubber like Courtney's were.
After this came the large dildo and butt plug which were soon sealed behind the metal chastity belt leaving only the fitting for a dildo, the catheter connector and the recharge port for the devices.
Now came the hood, first came the thin glass tubes mounted in rubber plugs that went up Maxine's nose to further retard breathing. Then the gag was removed one more time, and Maxine did not speak did not resist clearly already aware she could not go back and should make the best of it, the thick chewy plug was placed in Maxine's mouth with the feeding tube visible sticking out the end and then the hood was pulled over her head and closed with laces leaving, Maxine with only her eyes visible. Apart from the feeding connector and the nose plugs her face was bare save for her green eyes.
Now came one last hood that covered even that and left her with just tiny quarter inch holes to see out off. Maxine was now Courtney's twin rubber thing, and like her, her humanity was erased, as it would be in her mind. Finally the neck corset was applied and she was complete. It had taken less than forty-five minutes to finish the task, and Courtney orgasimed at the sight of her friend. "Come Starwhore," intoned Ana, "And give your lover a kiss. Courtney approached and demonstrated her mastery of her new form by leaning in and pushing her mouth to the place where Maxine's was, she licked the rubber loving the taste, and felt Maxine's mouth move trying to return it.
Ana spoke, "Break the kiss," Courtney obeyed and returned to upright, "Well done Starwhore, your lover is as you are now." She snapped chains to the O-rings on Maxine and Courtney's necks, with Maxine desperately trying to stay upright they were led to another room somewhere Courtney had never been. It was identical to her conversion chamber except everything was reversed right to left and she knew it had to be where Kendra had been changed. It had been four months before she learned Kendra was as she was, and since they never spoke she had wondered about this, last night had been a hundred times as many words as Courtney had spoken in captivity.
Jessie was strapped to a converter already as Hawkcunt stood at attention nearby, Jessie was done but for the last hood, and stood shaking as she must have for hours, already being shocked (though this was because Lucille was playing with the controls not the programming), Ana led Maxine in front of Jessie, "Maxine has joined us willing Jessie this is your last chance to do the same," A muffled refusal came and Jessie's head was covered with the last hood sealing her off from the world. Soon muffled screams could be heard from the rubberised form. Ana looked at Courtney and Maxine,
"Take a look around Starwhore, and Maxislut," the lovers turned and saw other forms in other hoists, two women and three men, (who rather than the belts had their dicks (rubber coated) pulled into slots) who jerked in torture and arousal. "The men are the rest of your rescue party Maxislut, the new wildcat, Atom Smasher and Hourman. I already have a buyer; they'll be serving two gay men we know for the rest of their lives. The other two are a noisy heroine named the Question and her lover Batwoman, they won't be joining your group, I've already sold them to Intergang, but just think, if anymore heroines and heroes come here you'll soon have so many more playmates." She laughed evilly then led Courtney and Maxine away to begin Maxislut's training...
Chapter Two: Together in chains
The two slaves were led into a room and Maxine was secured to a wall. Courtney was then secured to the opposite wall and Ana stood in front of her. "Well done Starwhore, we are very pleased with your service and Lucille and I feel you have completed your training, Leaving one last modification to be made." She produced a craft knife and reached for Courtney's face. Courtney kept still trusting her mistress, as Ana carefully cut around her ringed mouth and then reached inside and began tugging at the ring. Courtney's teeth were scrapped and her lips bruised as the ring was pulled from where it was wedged until for the first time in nine months her mouth was free. Courtney carefully closed her mouth and Ana applied more glue sticking the rubber down around her lips and trimming the excess away from it. "Now you will be able to service us properly, well done Starwhore you have completed your training."
Carefully Courtney worked her sore mouth (even worse for the effort of the night before) and replied, "Thank you mistress," Inside she soared she had finally finished her training and become the perfect rubber slave! Ana reached up and kissed her on the lips, "I love you mistress," whispered Courtney,
"And you love Lucille,"
"Yes,"
"And Hawkcunt, you love her and your service to us?"
"Yes mistress,"
"And you want Maxislut to be part of this to be as you are,"
"Yes mistress,"
"Then it's time to start the process," Ana walked over to Maxine and pulled her off the wall before securing her the same harness that Courtney had been strapped to months before. Now the walking training began.
Over the next days, Courtney was an observer as Maxine was taught her duties, taught to clean, to serve and then to service...
Courtney was chained to the floor and Maxine was strapped to the wall nearby, Ana then removed her panties and crouched over Courtney's face. "Watch, Maxislut," she told Maxine, "And observe how to serve a mistress," She lowered her sex into Courtney's face and Courtney began to suck away at the pussy she was presented with, she pushed her tongue out and into the sex, tasting the meat of Ana's pussy. Soon Ana was moaning as Courtney expertly pushed her towards and then to orgasm. Juice spurted into Courtney's mouth and she used her newly freed lips to pull it in and swallow. Once it was over Courtney was freed and made to stand by Ana as she looked at Maxine.
"You've done well Maxislut and it's time for a reward," she motioned Courtney forward. She made Courtney squeeze as tightly as possible to Maxine and then strapped the duo together front to front and pulled the straps tight enough for both to gasp in pain, as they were crushed together. Once strapped in place, Ana reached up and began to remove Maxine's outer mask, with dull pops the nose tubes came out and then Maxine's mouth was freed, she worked it looked at Ana and thought better of talking, her eyes held a haunted confused look, trapped in kinky bondage (and without Courtney's conditioning) yet secretly thrilled by the idea and strapped to the woman she desired most in the world. Quickly a new mask was applied, this one all in green and with larger eyeholes as well as a built in ring gag, and the whole time the two girls looked into each others eyes. Ana then made Courtney open her mouth and placed a small black device on her right lower molars.
"Starwhore this switch controls you and Maxislut's vibrators, for tonight you control them, have fun you two!" She turned and left, Courtney experimentally closed her jaw and she felt the devices start up as well as Maxine jerk in her chains. Courtney smiled.
Courtney spoke, "Well is it so bad?" Maxine tried to speak but lacking Courtney's practice finally settled for a careful shake of the head. Courtney smiled Maxine was alright about it.
"You are very beautiful, and Starwhore loves you," Courtney added and leaned in licking the rubber on Maxine's face, "Starwhore wants you to be with her, and love this as she does, do you?"
A subtle nod, and Courtney realised that Maxine was broken, she'd probably broken that first night of torture, already submissive and then exposed to the woman she was obsessed by already transformed. If she was still capable she would have realised that had been the plan from the moment Ana and Lucille learned of Maxine's connection to Courtney. Why waste days on programming when the captives mind would do it all for her. Courtney kissed Maxine and then activated the device, for the next few hours the girls bucked in erotic ecstasy...
...
Two weeks later
Keeping perfect time Courtney and Maxine peddled a new four wheeled version of Ana's girl powered cart around the estate. Both were in agony from the dildos yet Courtney was smiling as she served her mistress and her lover served with her. Every night Starwhore and Maxislut were strapped together and spent the night (in a twisted way) in (metaphorically) each others arms.
Even though they barely spoke the two were becoming a team able to anticipate each other and working together to obey commands. Courtney was very proud of how Maxine had come on, her arms already strapped to her back and beginning the reshaping that would render them useless forever. Her costume had been changed to a green color with her Cyclone logo visible between her breasts. After months of abuse Courtney was soaring as Ana praised the two for their successful integration and telling them how proud she was of her slaves.
The two girls rode for over and hour and orgasimed often as they rode at speeds approaching twenty-five miles an hour. Eventually they returned to the house and staggered inside their sexes painful from the abuse. They were led once more to the other conversion room the one set up for mass conversions.
There another rubber slave waited, clad in a blue and suit with a logo of a cracked bell on it. Courtney smiled at last Jessie was finished. Lucille entered and looked at the two slavegirls, then said, "Well it took forever but Liberty Hoe has finally been converted, and we want you to show her just how far you've come while she was resisting Maxislut," Lucille Removed her panties and Maxine quickly got on her knees, Lucille quickly lowered herself in place and Maxine stuck her tongue in her pussy. As she did Courtney looked at Liberty Hoe and Hawkgirl, standing erect and at attention as they watched the young rubber slave service their mistress. Inspite of her submission, Pride once again rose in Courtney's heart. She was so proud of how far her lover and sister slave had come and looked forward to the day Jessie finished her training. Soon she knew that they would all be one happy family of slaves. And she was so happy that would be so...
THE END
Okay so I came straight back to this but I had another idea, I know it's only been six months but already Cyclone's worship of Courtney's obvious in the comics and I doubt I'm the only one to think it might be more than that. Therefore I realised it might be interesting to have Maxine join Courtney, how Courtney would react and what Maxine would do.
Until next time