Violent

League of Freedom Members and Associated Supergroups ONLY. Highly Confidential

I want to share this information with our fellow superheroes and superheroines. Most superheroines that are sexually assaulted by a supervillain tend to act as if it never happened. I have done that for years now. I pick up the pieces of costume and pretend that some villain did not rape, sodomize, molest, or just sexually humiliate me. I've been in the world of men now for almost a decade and I am mature enough to realize that here in this world, there are some men (and a few women) evil enough to commit such a crime.

We need to share such events, so our sister superheroines know who to look out for, and understand that they can share such things without being ashamed.

It's not easy to share, but I have learned that every superheroine will face it sooner or later. Every other superheroine out there needs to know these things will happen. I'm experienced at this and I have learned the hard way at times. Others deserve to know. So here's my report.

This incident happened about 18 months ago. There is a villain named Violent. He's the insane brother of Violet, our fellow heroine. I've defeated him before, but I was also captured by him once before too. Like Violet, he has the power to turn the violet band of light into solid objects stronger than steel. Also like Violet though, his purple constructs can't affect a certain color. Violet's powers can't penetrate black, but Violent can't penetrate yellow. No one knows why, that's just the way their powers evolved apparently.

I've defeated him before. One well aimed golden tiara thrown to his temple drops him like a sack of potatoes. Unfortunately he saw me first on Thursday. I was on top of the Fox Building downtown looking at some drug dealers down in an alley when he must have been flying by.

First thing I know something strikes me in the back of the head. I was already leaning over the alley, so I tumble head over boots to the alley below. I fall all three stories and land on my back. The air gets driven out of my lungs. I vaguely heard the dealers run off and I saw the starry night overhead spinning around.

I rolled over and got to one knee in time to see out of the corner of my eye a glowing purple ball come at me. It struck the side of my face and spun my head around.

I raised one of my bracelets and heard one of those round purple constructs bounce off of it. I stood up and saw him, floating about ten feet over the alley with a purple aura around him. My first instinct was to reach for my tiara, but he sent the three purple balls flying at me again. I grabbed the first and used my bracelet to deflect the other two. I was on the defensive because he had seen me first, but at the time I felt at least at a stalemate and that he would make a mistake first.

I was wrong. I made the mistake in assuming he only had created three of those purple balls. The fourth one had been behind me. I never saw it. It flew between my legs and came up with a thunderous crash right into my sex.

You all know that doesn't hurt us anything like it would a man, but Violent apparently gets off on striking a woman there. It still hurt some, striking my pubic bone like that. And it shocked me. Before I could react, the third ball struck me in the chin and snapped my head back.

Once he had me dazed, it got pretty ugly. Those purple balls of solid energy hammered at me, literally. Violent is insane and sadistic and he enjoyed beating me up. Unlike some villains that just want to punch you in the face, Violent struck me in all the feminine locations. Lots of attacks between my legs. Many blows to my breasts. The last thing I remember is one last shot to the face and everything went black.

When I woke up he was already raping me. He had used his powers to create a strange bondage device in mid air. It was like a long bar with a ring for my neck and one for each wrist so my arms were held in place straight out to each side. My bustier was still in place, but my belt and tights were gone. He had a hold of my hips with my legs spread to either side. He was thrusting into me making my boots flop up and down.

I was already weak. You all know my weakness and the weakness of all Amazons. We got our powers to keep us from being dominated by men again, but if we are penetrated in any way especially by a man against our will, our great strength fades quickly. After long enough, our will to resist fades too.

So I was too weak to break free. I tried to bend my legs to kick him away, but that's hard when you're already losing strength and he's driving into you. I could see his shaft forcing in and out of my sex and sadly my body was already reacting from the tingling in my body and the glistening arousal on his manhood.

My first orgasm hit me within about two minutes of him raping me. I hated it, but my body has a mind of its own. Part of the Amazon Curse, I hope. With my head spinning from the forced orgasm, I didn't put up much resistance. I just hung there, my legs flopping in the air from his thrusts and my voice letting out little sobbing moans. When he finally came, the Curse made me cum also. Orgasm number two left me so weak I had trouble holding my head up. Not to mention the effects on my mind.

So when he floated up, grabbed my hair, bent my head back and shoved his groin into my face, my mind was so sex adled that I just opened up my lips. His first thrust made me gag, but after that, I didn't do much. He thrust himself in and out of my mouth with my head bent back and blonde hair across my face. I was too weakened to resist. When he came a second time and choked me on his stuff, thanks to the Amazon Curse, I came again. Another side effect of that, if an Amazon lets a man orgasm inside her, it triggers one of her own. With a superhero lover, that's a wonderful side effect. In this case, the orgasm he set off nearly blinded me. I screamed but my shrieks were corked.

After he pulled out of my mouth and released the fistful of my hair, my head hung down to my chest. I could feel his cum dribble from my lips and onto my bare chest but I was too weak to even lift my head. I know he mocked me and said things, but I don't remember what.

He floated down to the roof of the building, using his power to make the bar take me with him. My legs blew in the breeze along with my hair. It's terrible to be so powerful and turned into something so weak.

Violent made the bar disappear and I felt about ten feet onto the roof in a limp pile. Kind of like a rag doll that someone had gotten tired of playing with. Violent kicked my legs apart and stood over me. I could feel a few raindrops starting to fall onto me, cold drops onto my flushed, burning body. He created a vibrating purple dildo which was more geometric than human, which kind of explains Violent. He had it float down and roughly thrust into me. I moaned but that was all I could do. Then he started to wrap my body in purple chains. He rolled me across the roof, wrapping me tightly. Two sets went between my legs to hold the phallus inside me. A set wrapped painfully around my breasts.

Soon I was bound tightly in glowing purple chains, already on the edge of another mind shattering orgasm from the purple dildo inside me. I know he mocked me some more. Thankfully he was getting bored. I guess that's the up side of his being insane. He kicked chains over the head of the dildo which made me cry out. Then he flew off.

I laid there on the roof for another hour, writhing and sobbing as orgasms washed over me from the vibrating dildo inside me. Lying in a puddle as the rain pelted me, not sure if that puddle was entirely water or my own juices that seemed to flow from me each time another wracking orgasm hammered my body.

After that hour, his purple energy constructs faded. Good to know I figure now, but at the time, all I did was lie there spread eagle on the roof of the building and stare blankly into the raindrops.

I found my tiara, lasso, belt and panties in the alley later. Luckily no one had seen them, or me on the roof. I was able to change into my secret identity and stumble to a bus stop.

That's about it. I hope this entry will help some of you if you should run into Violent some day. He's insane and murderous, but apparently he would rather rape and humiliate a heroine rather than kill her. Lucky us.