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An adventure of Wonder Woman: the snake in the Caduceus
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**Chapter 3 ** _____________________________
There was no dawn, no day or night in the building, devoid of any window,
immersed into an eternal day created by artificial lights. Diana could not tell
what part of the day it was when she emerged from her sleep, her senses on
alert, hearing signs of activity in the nearby rooms and laboratories.
Her ears were now as sensitive as ever, the effects of the trap reduced to just
a memory. Laying in her bed, she could get some parts of a conversation between
three or more people in the adjacent room, speaking with even, almost monotone
voices.
"In about half an hour..." "first test run on the Amazon." "...be careful, the
machine may need more tuning."
"The Master wants her..." "not to harm her body..." "maybe take her away..."
"...planet." (Wonder Woman's eyes widened.)
"On Shok'Koagh? She... " "very important to them. But this is not what had been
agreed."
"No. But our will is no more important..." "serve the Master and the Ones he
serves."
The Amazon was not relieved at all by what she overheard. Apparently, the
scientists' plan had been changed, maybe by the strange creatures... but they
didn't seem to care anymore. Her hypothesis about mind control took more
strength now. So she couldn't expect any help from them, unless she could break
the creatures' grip over their minds. But she had no idea about how to do it.
Moreover, her being taken away... on the creatures' planet?! She should not
allow this to happen.
The door suddenly opened, and a young scientist, about twenty-five years old,
took her some food and a lab coat to cover herself. Like the others, he seemed
not to be interested in her, though he should have known that, under the sheets,
she was completely naked.
"Shok'Koagh. What does this mean?" she asked, trying to remember the ominous
name correctly. The scientist looked confused, almost if he was making an effort
to think.
"That... that is not to be known by you. The Master... would not... approve..."
he muttered.
"But the Master is not here, now. So, what can you tell me about it?" Diana
pressed on, knowing that the young man could be the key to get vital information
she so desperately needed. Maybe his young brain could fight this mind control,
at least for a while.
"The... planet" he murmured, "darkest sphere... all the Nameless Void... they
came from there... need... this planet... for..." his eyes widened, as he seemed
to fight an inner battle. Then he relaxed, his stare like that of a robot.
"Could as well try" thought Wonder Woman. She set her sheets aside, baring her
luscious body and trying to assume the most seductive pose she could think of.
She felt a bit ridiculous... but this was not the moment to waste an
opportunity.
She rested on one side, letting her massive breasts fall down and roll over one
another, slowly passing her hand over her hip, and bending the upper leg to make
her buttock's curve stick out. She let out a light smile. "Do you like me?" she
asked the young man, with her softest voice, thinking to herself, "Gods." He
looked at her, a glimpse of interest in his eyes, his face becoming slightly
red, a bulge forming into his trousers... but then, he turned away mechanically,
and left.
"Well, so much for using my 'female weapons' on him" thought Diana,
disappointed, but with a bit of inner relief as her disgust and embarrassment
faded away. "Looks like I'm not very good at seducing a man, at least on
purpose." She got out of bed and ate her food, trying not to think to her
situation. Then she tried to put the lab coat on, but this dress hadn't been
enchanted and couldn't contain her enormous breasts, which prevented it from
closing in its upper part. "I'd better stay like this" she said, putting the
coat away, her tall, toned figure proudly erect. "And I suspect that they'd
strip me naked as soon as I set my foot in that lab. They're clearly going to
put me into some kind of weird machine." This thought sent her a shiver. She
didn't like what had happened the day before (if a day had really passed from
her last visit to the lab). She also felt that the enormous quantity of
examinations she had been put through were only in preparation for something
bigger and worse... it seemed just natural that such a monster didn't set up an
elaborate trap to catch her alive and unharmed, only to know in the most perfect
detail how she was made!
Maybe this had some connection with what the scientists said about "tuning" the
machine. Its purpose, though, was still unknown. But as she heard footsteps
coming, Diana knew that she was going to discover it even too soon.
She entered the lab, proud, tall on her feet, her raven black hair flowing on
her naked shoulders. She walked with dignity, almost as if entering an arena for
the fight of her life: and she knew that this could well be it. She was afraid,
of course, because only a fool could not be afraid of such a dangerous
situation. She accepted her fear, not letting it take control of her strong
heart, but without denying it, too. Her legs, as steady and beautiful as the
columns of a Greek temple, moved with ease and femininity, emphasizing the
appeal of her goddess-like behind. Her naked feet, fairly long and proportioned,
arched beautifully; her belly, toned but womanly, moved slowly with her breath.
Her exuberant breasts lightly wavered sideways as she stepped forward,
incredibly firm and hard, her nipples a bit erect for being exposed to fresh air
and for the tension in her whole body. The nude amazon radiated beauty and
elegance in her every move, and proceeded as naturally as if she was wearing the
most exquisite piece of dress in ancient Greece.
The scientists ordered her to lay down on her back over a strange machine. It
was made of an exotic, dark metal, which reflected the neon light a bit oddly.
Its core had a flat top, much like a medical table, which sported metal shackles
perfectly placed to hold her forearms, ankles and neck. On one side of the core,
where her head should be placed, she saw thin mechanical arms which terminated
with flat, rounded plates, with many wires connected to their center. On the
other side, a column arched towards the center of the table, holding four arms
which housed four curious devices. They had a roughly cylindrical shape, with a
thick metal coil twisted around a central nucleus, which ended with a
transparent suction cup in three of them, while the fourth had a glass tube
instead. On the opposite side, a bulbous and fairly complicated 'head' ended
with a large wire connected to the machine's core. Each of them was ominously
similar to the one the scientists had used to implant the command in her
brain... this could hint the same origin, maybe a dark planet much beyond the
universe she knew... a shiver coursed along her spine, but she concentrated.
Maybe the command had to be renewed once in a while, and by now, its strength
could have faded a bit: she tried to oppose all her will against it, but her
body went on moving, though a little less easily. "No way to avoid this, it
seems" she thought, resigned but getting ready for everything which could happen
to her.
Wonder Woman expected the metal to chill her skin, but the table was comfortably
warm. The shackles clicked around her neck, bracelets and ankles as soon as she
positioned herself on the machine, her arms along her hips, her legs slightly
open. She laid there, asking herself what help could these restraints offer in
keeping her still; a simple order would have been more than enough. The doctors
assembled around her naked body, each of them performing his or her single task
with extreme precision. Some were taking her vaginal temperature and blood
pression, while some others were pouring a transparent gel over her areolas,
belly and genitals. She tried not to get aroused like the last time; but she
found it to be impossible, as the hands started to slowly stimulate her nipples
and clitoris, which immediately started to swell.
"I don't appreciate this kind of attentions" said Diana, annoyed by this lack of
respect towards her body and her will. "Please stop at once!"
Then she felt a very unpleasant yet familiar sensation which made her soul
retract in disgust. She knew that the octopus-like horror was coming her way,
even before its psionic words resonated into her consciousness.
"This is just part of your preparation, Diana of Themyscira" she heard its soft
'voice' saying to her mind. "You are to be readied for the machine."
"What will this device do to me? Is this the reason you brought me here for?"
she asked, forgetting her awakening pleasure.
The flux of thoughts assumed an amused mood. "The reason you are here is, as I
said, to allow us to enslave your tiny planet. This machine is just a little
instrument which will assist us well in this endeavor."
Now her clitoris was completely erect, her nipples perky and hard. The doctors
ceased their stimulating massage and she heard one of them say "Take the
solenoidal effectors." At this command, four researchers took the devices she
had seen before from their rest on the column, pulling carefully the extendable
tubes which connected them to the device's core. Then they positioned the
cylindrical objects over Wonder Woman's naked body with great accuracy. Two of
them were attached to her enormous breasts, which stood incredibly firm and
vertical despite her laying horizontally, as if defying the law of gravity. The
scientists seemed to use a lot of care to ensure that her nipples were in the
center of the suction cups... then they pushed a small button on the devices,
and with a low 'shluck', her areolas were sucked into the cups, her nipples
perfectly captured into the small cylindrical section connecting each cup to the
rest of the machine. The third device was placed over her navel; she noticed
that its suction cup was noticeably larger and flatter than the other two, more
fit to her feminine belly. The suction noise repeated, and her delicious navel
found itself right under the suction cup's cylindrical stem.
Lastly, the glass tube on the end of the fourth effector encased her erect
clitoris. It was cold and the contact with Diana's hot femininity gave her a
shiver... but the 'shluck' pulled the organ forward into the tube, making it
swell a little more and sending a wave of ecstasy into the Amazon's body.
She noticed that a small mechanical arm held each device in its place. Many more
smaller electrodes were now being put over other parts of her body, mainly the
muscles in her arms and legs, but also her hands and feet, and two points on the
sides of her navel... the places, she thought, right over where her ovaries
should have been.
Now she felt two hands placing over her head the metal plates she had seen
coming out from one side of the device. One on her forehead, two over her
temples, two smaller bits in the lower back of her head, right behind her jaw.
The doctors were now assembling around a large console, operating it and keeping
under control what looked like the machine's functional parameters... or maybe,
her body's life signals...
Suddenly what was felt by her as an electrical current raced into her body,
making her back arch lightly. She was sure that the octopus-like creature was
now staring at her with even more interest, concentrating; the Bond between
them, as it had called this psionic contact, allowed her to sense a bit of the
creature's nauseating emotions.
"What's this?" asked Wonder Woman, tensing, trying to maintain control over her
body as the electric current-like effect increased and increased, delving into
her flesh, branching out into her muscles, inner organs and bones. She was
feeling a small pain into every little bit of her physical being, as if a small
sting had been planted into each and every fiber of her body. "What's happening
to me?!?"
The answer came with an amused and obscenely aroused flow of thoughts. "Yes.
Yes, give me your fear. I can feel it growing... ahh, such a pure soul you
are!"
The amazon, disgusted, fought to keep control of her mind and body. Small
convulsions made her every limb move by itself, and she understood the reason of
being shackled to the machine. What she didn't understand was the goal of this
process she was being put through. Was it an even deeper examination? What could
possibly...
In a flash, her eyes opened wide, her lips curled back in a grimace of
suffering, showing her grinding teeth which let out a raising growl of pain and
anger. She arched her back, squirming, her hands closed in fists, her toes
contracted, her feet pointed towards: this was something she had definitely
never experienced, and for every second passing, she hoped that it would end in
the next one. But it didn't; rather, it got even worse, while the doctors slowly
increased the machine's power to determine the maximum rate allowed by her
physical and mental resistance.
It was an unexpected, overwhelming sensation of agony: it looked like the small
stings that she felt before into every fiber of her body had began pulling,
tearing away the strength from her... she turned towards the creature, feeling
its soft laugh into her brain, and stared at its vacuous black eyes.
"Yes, you are right. The effectors are applying a subtraction field over your
body's vital parts... effectively extracting energy from you." The creature's
thoughts became even more excited and lustful. "Every form of energy...
muscular, sexual, psychic, vital... you are now being totally enervated, Amazon.
And your powerful living energy is being stored into the device, while my slaves
monitor your body to determine which of your vital points can give us more of
this precious resource."
"R... re... source?" asked Diana, fighting the pain and the increasing weakness.
"Why?... what... do you need... it for...??"
"Ahh. Resistance. Your willpower is so strong. It will be extracted too" replied
the alien, "but while you can still fight, I will let you know something."
"My people can feed on living beings' energy, though this is not our main means
of sustenance. In fact, for a while we only did this to amuse ourselves over the
suffering it gives when extracted." Wonder Woman felt anger when she heard this,
but the energies in her brain were being sucked out, and her emotions began to
fade.
The creature continued. "But now, our other sources of energy are becoming
scarce, and we need to find young planets like yours... and beings like you."
"Do you... want to... unnnhh... use me... to feed... yourself?..." Wonder Woman
managed to ask, her mind beginning to feel clouded as her energies flew away.
She could see the suction cups over her nipples glowing with pure white energy,
which coursed into the devices as if it was pulled out of her breasts and sucked
away by the coils. She could also see a slightly brighter glow coming out of her
navel, and another from her clitoris. The small electrodes over the rest of her
body were engorged with light, too.
"This is not your main role... but... maybe; it depends on how much we will be
able to extract from you. You are astonishing, Diana. At this level of power,
any other human being would have collapsed almost instantly. But with your
enormous resistance and stamina, you can last much longer, and your immortality
will allow you to restore your lifeforce while another man or woman would have
been surely killed. You are the perfect specimen for the process, even more than
we expected."
Wonder Woman's vision began to blur and grow darker. The pain was a little
weaker... maybe her energies were running out, or maybe her brain could no more
feel anything, even pain. The light from her clitoris faded, then went away. Her
breasts came next, now flabby and sagging, her nipples still long but flaccid.
"Her energy is nearly exhausted" she heard someone say. "Enervation at 98
percent... 99."
"How much could we take from her?" asked the creature, with yearning and lust.
"Almost three cells. It's quite astounding."
Through her blurred vision, Diana could see a figure taking a glowing sphere
from the machine and giving it to the octopus-like alien. It looked at it... she
could feel its desire, its horrible triumph. Then its oral tentacles reached the
sphere and began glowing.
She felt a gruesome extasy flowing in the monster's mind... but then the glow
coming from her navel began to fade, and the mighty Wonder Woman started falling
into a deep, black slumber.
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**Chapter 4 ** _______________________________________
Conscience returned briefly from time to time. Diana felt herself coming out of
the shadows, only to fall back into them. She couldn't say how much time had
passed when she finally managed to keep her eyes open and find that she wasn't
tied to that horrible machine any more. She was in bed, her body completely limp
and cold, her mind at its weakest. She tried to lift her right arm... with no
result at all. "My energy... completely... sucked out" she remembered. "Can't...
move... think... must... rest..." Then she fell back into a deep slumber.
The next time she waked up, things got a little better. Her mind wasn't so
clouded, and she could feel a little response from her limbs, which had now
regained their warmth. She managed to turn her head to see that, on the table
near her bed, there were food and something that looked like orange juice. With
a big effort, she lifted her arm to take the cup and drink a bit from it, though
her forearm was shaking without control for the strain.
She passed a hand over her nipples. They were still cold... but what surprised
her were her breasts. They felt like they had been made of water. With great
effort the amazon removed the sheets covering her body, to see what damage it
had sustained from the vital energy extraction. What she saw left her
discouraged and worried.
Wonder Woman had been taught that her uncanny beauty, though it was a gift from
her Gods, was not something to value too much, because it could lead to vanity
and ultimately lead her astray from the path of Truth. Moreover, as a warrior
born, she valued her physical strength and agility much more than her looks.
However, what she was seeing now was enough to strike her deeply.
Her once toned, fairly muscular body looked like it had deflated; every bit of
strength seemed to have been ripped away from it. She looked at her breasts.
Where she remembered to be two proud mountains of feminine beauty and power,
were now two limp sacks, sagging sideways. Her clitoris was now half as big as
it normally was, and it was terribly white and cold, just like her nipples and
navel, as if ice-cold water had been poured over it for a long time. Then she
noticed that her skin, though still young-looking, did not radiate any more that
particular beauty that she had always known. As if Aphrodite's gift was no more
inside of her...
Cold air gave her shivers and she hurried to cover her exhausted body. Worries
and shock had drained the small amount of energy that her mind had managed to
regain, and she felt dizzy and sleepy. Her eyes closed once again.
She did not know how much she slept; but, when she opened her eyes, Diana felt
much better. She tried slowly to raise her back from the bed, and she found that
it was not too difficult. She removed the sheets once again; her lips showed a
little smile when she saw that her body had almost healed from the terrible
ordeal, her breasts firm again, her clitoris pink and as big as ever, her
nipples warm and sensitive as always. Her skin glowed with beauty, her muscles
were tonic. From the bottom of her heart, Wonder Woman said a prayer to thank
the Gods for her renewed strength and health.
She put her feet on the ground and carefully tried to stand up; it was not
impossible, but she was uncertain on her legs and she managed to make only some
steps before having to sit on the chair. When she saw the food on the table,
though, her stomach remembered that a long time had passed since it had received
something solid, and a fierce hunger stirred her. She gratefully ate everything
she found on the table, maybe a bit too fast for an Amazon princess.
Some minutes after, she felt new strength flowing into her body. She stood on
her feet almost without effort, so she decided to take a shower and try to
remove the last shreds of the web that had entangled her mind. The warm water
was like paradise to her; it flew along her skin, delicately massaging it,
taking away the last signs of fatigue. Her clitoris responded to the dance of
droplets touching it, and Diana felt it swelling lightly, growing a bit warmer
inside her. She unhooded her pleasure organ, stroking it softly until it started
growing bigger, showing the first signs of an erection; but she knew she was
still weak, and this was not the moment to waste her newfound energies. She took
a towel and started to dry herself.
"I am Wonder Woman again", she thought. "I never imagined that someone could
strip my body and mind of all my energies... like this..." her beautiful eyes,
as blue as the sky, grew a bit dark. "They stole every power I had. I could
neither think nor fight while I was strapped to that horrible machine, I could
just stay there, in pain, feeling that enervator suck out all of my life
essence. It was a kind of suffering I had never felt... and I don't want to feel
it again, ever! I must absolutely escape from here!"
She pondered about her chances. Her greatest obstacle was, of course, the
command implanted into her brain; she had to find a way to break it, or have it
removed. The last part seemed to be the most feasible, provided that she could
break one of the scientists free of the creature's control... and that, even at
this condition, the men showed any will to help her. But this she would address
later.
"They obey as robots, yet they show intelligence and will. Their control must
work on subliminal level, convincing them that they're doing just what they
want, what's right for them. So I just have to show that this is not the tru..."
The idea struck her. "My lasso! The Rope of Truth! It can do it!"
She immediately concentrated to find the precious artifact. "Once I find it, I
can order it to come to me, and..." she stopped. There could be obstacles, like
doors... and a crawling rope would be probably spotted and secured away. She had
to reach it herself.
"I can't leave any room if not told to do so. Or can I?"
Diana closed her eyes. Then, she walked where she remembered to be the door,
which was not locked. It slid aside without a sound. She walked blindly, trying
not to sense if she was crossing the threshold, visualizing herself into her
quarters and repeating "I'm not leaving the room." She felt the command rise
into her mind, trying to paralyze her legs, but she continued to say "I'm not
leaving the room." It was hard, but at the end, she opened her eyes to see a
long white corridor, with two arrays of doors on its walls. It was deserted.
With excitement growing into her heart, Wonder Woman called for her lasso,
trying to figure out its position. She felt it near, some doors forward. When
she reached the door she wanted, she stopped, asking herself if the command
would let her leave the ambient she was into. Repeating the trick could be
dangerous, as she might enter a room full of hostile people with her eyes
closed. Then she remembered: "You can not abandon a room without express
consent." But that could not be considered a room, so the command would not
affect her.
As soon as the door slid open, she raced into the laboratory. There was only a
man, which she recognized to be the young doctor she had tried to seduce. Not
far from him, there were her earrings and tiara, placed into a strange machine,
and her Lasso of Truth. With all her speed, she flew over some tables and landed
near the man, grabbing her lasso and winding it around the young scientist,
while commanding the sacred object to show him the truth of things. "I'm not
going to harm him" she repeated, feeling the command preventing her even to
touch him. Luckily, one little contact with the powerful artifact was enough to
make the man open his eyes wide, showing him the simple, pure truth about the
way his mind had been twisted, but about himself, too. Diana knew that such a
revelation might be too much to endure for a weak soul. She just hoped that his
young, trained mind could absorb it without any harm.
Minutes passed slowly, while the scientist fought into himself to get rid of his
chains, while his whole life ran before his eyes, showing him the truth behind
every action, every choice he made. But finally, he relaxed, his eyes opened
with surprise and he spoke with clear voice. "Wonder Woman? What... happened to
me? What was that hideous thing in my mind?"
"You have been controlled by the alien being" she replied, "like all your fellow
scientists. You were thinking that his will was yours. My Lasso of Truth showed
you how things really were."
"The Sh'morill! That creeping snake from the Void!" he said in anger. "We should
have known that it was his plan to betray all of us, perverting our goals to
his! We should have imagined that our psionic shields would be not enough to
keep our minds safe from such a monster!"
"Can you tell me how to remove the command they implanted into my mind?" asked
the amazon, tensed with anxiety. Every moment, someone could enter the lab.
He looked at her, obviously pondering his choices. She was his enemy, too.
Wonder Woman was about to order him to speak by the power of her rope, when the
man took his decision. "I guess you're the only one who can stop that thing." He
took a deep breath, then spoke with a firm tone. "By the power of He Who Rules
The Dreaming Ones, let the Chains of Si'lish be broken! Yah, Shak-nith'og!"
At these words, Diana felt something vanishing from her mind, as if a wedge
planted through her brain had been pulled out, allowing her thoughts to flow
unrestrained. She knew she was free, and her heart jumped with joy.
"So was it an hypnotic command, which could be removed with a key-phrase? Why
didn't my lasso show me this when I touched it?"
"No, no. That was a magic spell" answered the man, a little scared by these
words. "These beings can use magic, and they combine spells with a strange
technology to make them stronger. We didn't know at first, or else we would
never make an agreement with such dangerous creatures. This was a counterspell
we forced them to reveal, fearing that they would use the machine against us."
"What was your former agreement?" asked Wonder Woman, hoping to discover
something about their organization. She commanded the lasso to force him to tell
the truth; she could not take the risk of being deceived.
"We would give them a way to reach our universe" he said, with a bit of sadness,
"and men and technical means to capture you, so they could extract your living
energies at will." She felt anger rising into her soul, but she let the man
continue. "Once you were our prisoner, they would give us the means to analyze
your super-powers and replicate them in laboratory, so that they could be
implanted into our cyborg soldiers."
Diana kept her emotions under control. "What would you do with them? What are
your goals?"
"We are the Caduceus. A vast secret organization of scientists, with branches in
every part of the world. Our main goal is complete dominion of Earth, to bring
the lights of science to this blind world!" His eyes flashed with pride.
She took a mental note about investigating on this organization in the future.
"What are the creature's plans now?"
"I don't know. Even when I was his slave, he never revealed anything. All I know
is that your tiara and earrings must be analyzed carefully, to get the key to
activate their magic powers."
She was shocked by these words. Those sacred objects were the means for her to
communicate with her mother in Themyscira and to create a passageway to access
its dimension. So, the creature was planning to attack her homeland?...
A sudden burst of pain filled her mind. From the open door, someone was firing
at her with ray guns. She had already been hit by those weapons in the past;
their beams affected a human being's nervous system, making it more and more
difficult to control movements as they hit, until the struck creature was left
paralyzed. Obviously, they wanted to capture her again. There were six, maybe
seven armed cyborgs on the threshold of the lab door; behind them, Wonder Woman
had a glimpse of the Sh'morill, as the young man had called him.
She had found shelter behind a lab table and was thinking about her chances.
"The key is to defeat the alien. After he's unconscious, hopefully his slaves
will regain their freedom, and I will be able to flee taking advantage of their
confusion." She took a heavy microscope from the table and readied to aim to the
creature's head. She closed her eyes, trying to focus on his position...
Suddenly, her lasso was thrown over her. As soon as it touched her body, Diana
felt herself forced not to move. She turned her eyes to her side... the young
scientist held the golden rope, his eyes like those of a robot. "No!" she cried.
"The monster has regained his control over your mind! You must fight it!
Please!"
The creatures ceased fire and approached. The young scientist took the prisoner
Amazon towards the Sh'morill.
"So you have freed yourself of the bonds I imposed to your mind" echoed his
psionic words, mixed with irritation and lustful anticipation. "It is such
pleasure for me to see that you're full of energy again. So, how about another
little extraction?..."
"No!" Wonder Woman's eyes opened wide, her muscles tensed. "Not again!!
Noooooooo!!!" She focused all her will to fight the command imposed through her
own lasso, but she knew that it was completely futile. The man who holded the
rope started taking her through the corridor, towards the laboratory and the
horrible machine awaiting her.
"It is completely futile, and you know it, Princess Diana" was murmuring the
obscene psionic 'voice' coming from the pits into the creature's mind.
"Squirming and writhing will bring you no advantage at all. Moreover, it's just
a waste of your precious living energy."
Diana was shackled to the enervating machine, free from her own lasso. She had
been drugged again, the muscular relaxant dampening her strength so that she
couldn't break her metal bonds. The scientists preferred not to use the
tetanizing agent again, because it might interfere with the energy extraction.
"You will see that this machine is much more effective now" continued the
tentacled horror. "My slaves tuned it even better thanks to the last results,
and now it will suck your strength out much faster, and of course, more
painfully." An inhuman laugh came from the Sh'morill's thoughts. "You are quite
outstanding, Princess. You recovered almost all of your strength in just about
two days. A normal human female could do it in no less than three months, given
that she would survive the extraction process."
"You monster!" shouted Wonder Woman, writhing in anger, her heart on fire for
being captured again. "You take amusement in other people's pain and suffering!
But even if you suck my energy again... I will break free of your power, and you
will be vanquished, like your hideous plans! Even the dark spell you cast on me
was broken, and you can't repeat it!"
"This is true." replied the creature, now without amusement in its unreal voice.
They had tried to re-implant the restrictive command into Diana's brain, but the
spell had no more influence on her, because her mind retained the words that
made it completely useless. That were the laws of magic.
"I was counting on it to weaken your pugnacious mind and penetrate your secrets
more easily. Now it seems that I will just have to wait... until you are
completely drained of your energy." Something like a grin formed into the flow
of thoughts.
The Amazon's face whitened a bit. She knew that she would be defenceless once
her living energy left her. If that monster penetrated her weakened mind...!
She renewed her efforts to break the shackles that held her to the ominous
machine. Now the scientists were approaching, pouring the transparent gel over
her vital points and starting to massage her genitals... she tried not to get
aroused, not to let her nipples and clitoris get erect, but she could not. The
solenoidal effectors and the other electrodes were correctly placed, and after
an instant, the familiar yet brutal sensation of a hundred thousand needles
piercing her flesh and bones returned. She knew that the agonizing pain was
about to start; and this time it would even be worse, as the alien promised, not
to mention what was in store for her mind once the process had finished!
With all her strength of mind and body, she concentrated to contrast the
machine. Every fiber of her toned physique fought against its evil spell; every
muscle tensed, every ounce of courage into her warm heart rose, strengthened by
goddess Hestia's gift.
The needles seemed to retract and the scientists gathered around the machine's
control panel. "There's something strange... she's resisting! How is it
possible?!"
"Amazing" thought the alien creature, looking at the straining Wonder Woman.
"Increase the subtraction field's power."
Diana's beautiful face contracted, her lips curled, showing her grinded teeth;
all of her body was shaking, and a small moan came from her throat. Little drops
of sweat began forming over her skin, her breath now faster. She continued her
fight, determined to use up all of her energy rather than letting that monster
feast over it!
"You arrogant little human" said the Sh'morill, in anger. He approached the
valiant Amazon and latched its tentacled 'hands' onto her head and face,
concentrating. A single, abhorrent word resonated into his mind, into Wonder
Woman's mind, and she felt her thoughts bending, her concentration cracking: she
fought back, strengthening her psychic defences, but then the machine regained
advantage and the needles penetrated deeper and deeper into her. "Now!" said the
creature.
The machine started humming at its maximum power, and Wonder Woman screamed, as
she felt the needles beginning to suck, to extract living energy from every part
of her body and mind. The pain she was sustaining made all her limbs contract
spasmodically, her feet arched forward, her head twisting as she tried uselessly
to fight again the horrible suction. But it was too late; her strength and
resistance were leaving her, siphoned and taken into the machine's belly, stored
into the small spheres...
again, Diana could feel weakness spreading into her muscles, her divine powers
fading, her thoughts and emotions being drained. "Gods, no! No! I don't want...
don't want... to... unnnhhh..." her mind began to feel weak, confused. The
Amazon's strong heart was now losing its vigor, her will to fight vacillating.
Minutes passed, while in the lab only the machine's hum and the prisoner woman's
deep breath and moans could be heard. Wonder Woman's suffering had not ceased,
but now she didn't have any strength to squirm, no energy left to rebel against
her captors and their monstrous device. She could just stay there, watching as a
constant flux of white glowing energy came out from each of her breasts, her
navel and her erect clitoris, sucked away into the machine which concentrated it
to became food for a hungry aberration coming from beyond the stars.
Then, something happened. An alert signal started crying in the laboratory, red
lights flashing, and a section of the control console took fire. A dense smoke
filled the room, a thing that scared the octopus-like creature, which got
quickly away into the nearby area. An emergency breaker switched a circuit off
and all the lights went out, leaving only emergency lamps lit; the machine
stopped humming, and the shackles holding her opened!
With great effort, Wonder Woman mustered all her remaining energies to stand up
from the table. She removed the suction cups from her body, then, with the
strength of despair, she managed to stand on her feet and walk towards the room
door. It was twice as difficult, because the drugs still had a small effect on
her, and moreover, so much of her vital essence had been taken away... Diana
knew that she couldn't hold on much longer, and escaping from the island was out
of discussion; she was totally unable to fly and her remaining power was quickly
fading away. But in her weakened mind, a faint hope took form: she could open a
gate to Themyscira! She needed her lost tiara and earrings, and of course, the
required concentration, which seemed even more difficult to achieve in her
conditions... she set her unsteady walk towards the room where she had been
captured before, hoping not to encounter any scientists or cyborgs along her
way. The weakened Amazon wasn't even sure of her direction; every move was a
torture, every step a fight against the urge to lay down and sleep... she
approached a door and entered, just while she heard quick steps coming from
behind a turn in the corridor. The room was just the one she was looking for;
still mounted on the strange machine, she saw her star-shaped earrings and her
tiara! Quickly, the Amazon wore her sacred ornaments. Then, she began
concentrating, thinking to her beloved homeland, her heart filled with desire
and longing for her home... her mother's warm embrace... her sisters... a soft
circle of light began forming in front of her...
She stopped instinctively. There was something... like a snake creeping in the
darkness just beyond the sight of her mind's eye... waiting with obscene
lust...
"No!!!" She removed her tiara. The circle of light waved, then vanished.
An unbearable suffering overwhelmed Diana. Her eyes closed, her mouth let out a
cry of pain and anger. She had been fooled!
Her eyes opened again, to see the dreaded machine, her cupped breasts and navel
slowly releasing her living energy, the laboratory clean and devoid of any fire
or smoke. The creature's hand tentacles were still latched around her head and
face.
"You... abominable... deceiver!" she thought, knowing that the Sh'morill was
probing her mind. "Your... charade... was useless!..."
The thin tentacles retracted from her. "Fool. You will regret not giving your
secrets up the easy way." The alien's psychic voice was cold and full of
hatred.
Soon Diana's breasts, completely spent, ceased releasing their warm glow; she
started feeling cold in all her limbs, and confusely knew that the enervation
process was near to its end. Her sweat was as cold as ice droplets poured on her
skin; her toes and fingers were becoming less and less sensitive.
"We're at 98 percent, Master" said a voice.
"Good. How much did we get this time?"
"Nearly two cells and a half. Not too bad."
"No... definitely not bad..." said the creature, its inhuman hunger rising.
Wonder Woman slowly slipped into a dark, deep oblivion.
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To be continued in next part