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PART
V
Donna Troy and Starfire
‘Now, you turn, Donna Troy,’ announced the voice.
The manacles released Kori and she staggered forward, bleeding and stunned from the blows she had taken. Donna rushed to grab her, casting an arm around her waist and lowering the golden alien gently to the floor.
‘Omigod,’ she whispered, tears running down her face, ‘oh god Kori, what have I done?’
‘No,’ Koriand’r’s panted, eyes gleaming as she put her hand on Donna’s. ‘Not…you. Them. Don’t you…dare…blame yourself. Any more than…I…blame you.’
‘Ladies,’ says the monitor, ‘if you’ve finished this touching scene, our next test awaits.’
Across the room and floor panel opened and a metal chair rises smoothly upwards. Its seat is hard and rectangular, with a low back fitted with the same kind of restraints just used on Starfire. There were no arms, and only one support at the back. At the front there were two long frames flaring apart at a 90 degree angle, with more shackles fixed to near the base about where a persons ankles would lie.
‘Your chair, Miss Troy,’ the speaker announced.
‘Starfire is hurt, she needs help immediately,’ Donna barked back angrily.
‘And she will get it,’ was the reply. ‘Since this test concerns her too.’
Kori put aside Donna’s arm and rose shakily, the voluptuous young Amazon standing close to support her if need be.
‘This test is simple, this time measuring Wondergirl’s endurance, and Starfire’s control. Ms Troy will sit in the chair. Starfire will be made to process solar energy, and release it in the form of her Starbolts.’
‘Against Donna,’ Kori finished coldly, shaking her head to clear it.
‘Correct.’
Kori blinked, thinking back to a similar experiment aboard a Psion ship, that had resulted in her gaining her starbolt powers. She looked over at Donna, naked but for her boots and bracelets, face a steely mask as she stepped forward. But Kori put out a hand.
‘No,’ she said quietly, but firmly.
‘Excuse me?’ the monitor queried.
‘Kori, we have no choice,’ says Donna, facing her friend. ‘You have to, please.’
‘No, Donna,’ Kori says again, and her voice is hard as iron. ‘You think I don’t remember the Citadel torture brothels; that I don’t know what these perverse scum intend for you. You know what my starbolt powers can do, and I’m not going to use them on you like that.’
‘I suggest you persuade your team-mate, Wondergirl,’ came the voice, cold and pitiless, ‘before I grow bored and blow up some Amazons to pass the time.’
Donna takes Kori’s shoulders. ‘You have to do this, Koriand’r, she pleaded, full chest pillowed together between her arms as she held Starfire’s hands in hers. ‘For my sisters, you can’t refuse. I beg you…’
But Kori interrupted, pushing away the hands and taking lovely Donna’s face in her golden palms. ‘Donna, I know you love your sisters,’ she whispered, ‘but I don’t know them, and I don’t love them the way I love you. Even if you never forgive me, even if you hate me forever, I would sacrifice them all to save you from this.’
Donna stared back stunned, blue eyes wide and staring into Starfire’s green ones, seeing the resolve there, and the love. And even in that room of horror, she smiled sadly. She couldn’t hate Kori, not for this.
But she couldn’t let anyone die for either.
‘Well, let’s blow up some hostages and see if that changes anything’ came the voice
‘Wait,’ Donna cried out desperately. ‘That’s not what you want here. You want something else.’ Donna’s stomach twisted, knowing what that was. ‘We just need a compromise.’
‘Compromise,’ came the retort, sounding like a sneer. ‘This isn’t an Amazon philosophy lesson!’
‘Please, listen,’ Donna called, mind racing. Her eyes lit. ‘A time limit,’ she called. ‘We establish it first – when it expires, Kori stops. And you will have gotten what you want.’
There is a pause. At last the monitor says, ‘Agreed. Shall we say, twenty minutes?’
‘Five minutes,’ called Starfire immediately, eyes on her naked friend, thinking of the touch of super-hot plasma on bare smooth flesh.
‘Please,’ scoffs the voice. ‘Fifteen.’
‘Five.’ Kori said evenly. She stood away from Donna’s protective arms, knowing the lie of it – neither of them could save the other. Not yet anyway. But she summoned up her will and all her training, making herself stand without aid, steady despite injuries that should have hospitalized her.
‘Don’t push us alien,’ the voice warned. ‘We have hundreds of captives. I could kill a dozen right now and still have more than enough to ensure obedience.’
Kori looks at Donna and saw the resolve in her friend, and the courage. Her large bruised breasts rose as she took a deep breath. ‘Ten then,’ the alien said, despair clawing her inside.
‘Done.’ The voice announces. ‘Lets begin.’
Donna walked over to the torture chair and sat down, shuddering at the touch of the cool metal on her ass, her heart beating against her rips. She put her arms behind the back of the chair, feeling for the restraints and twitching as they snapped closed around her forearms, pinning her there. A terrible feeling of defencelessness gnawed at her belly. Hesitantly she lifted her black booted foot towards one of the ankle cuffs
Kori watched, hating every second. If she could have taken another battering to spared Donna this, she would have done so in a heartbeat.
The cuff snapped around the young brunette’s ankle. ‘And now the other, Miss Troy' came the voice of evil
Kori closed her eyes in despair.
Donna complied fearlessly, having to strain a little with her thighs to reach. The act pushed her pelvis forward, and the trimmed slit of her pubis puckered softly between her splayed legs.
SNAP!
Outwardly Donna continued to look brave, but she could feel the fear clawing at her. This was not like battle, where an Amazon warrior accepted pain as the price for victory. Here she must simply accept pain as best she could, with no power to control it.
Kori looked at Donna, feeling pity welling up inside her. she knew exactly what her friend was feeling right now, having felt it hundreds of times as a slave for the Citadels sadistic rulers, and again in this room only minutes before.
As Donna fought to steady herself another chair rose behind the battered young alien. Kori demurely ignored the little pink slit between Donna´s spread legs, turning instead to look at the device, very similar to Wondergirl’s, but the hand restraints were just behind the head-rest.
'Please, princess, sit down. Your friend is no doubt eager to begin.’
Kori swallowed, her mouth suddenly dry. "Pigs" she whispered and slowly sat down on the chair. She looked at Donna, holding her eye and sending a message - don't let them break you, Donna; we will survive this !Donna looking back into the eyes of her friend saw a sad wisdom in there beyond the alien´s years. Experience in these atrocities that Donna hadn´t had to endure ever before in her life.
Kori lifted her hands, bending her elbows back beside her head to reach the manacles.
SNAPSNAP – the bands closed around her wrists. "Good girl" the second bodiless voice chuckled. Her arms were now pulled back, and Starfire’s chest pushed out as a result, large firm breasts still bruised and battered from Donna’s fists. That meant only the ankle cuffs await her long legs. She lifted one foot slowly, sickened by the invisible eyes undoubtedly locked on her swelling breasts and that delicate cleft of hers that she was about to expose. She put her purple-booted foot in the restraint, not moving as it snapped closed, her large green eyes fixed on Donna's, face stony.
"Don´t let us wait too long, alien" the second voice demanded wickedly. In reply she lifted her other booted foot as her ass cheeks moved on the steel seat, deliberately taking her time to show she was not afraid or embarrassed, drawing the inevitable out as long as she could, without stopping the movement of her leg. Then her ankle touched the steel jaws and it snapped closed around her foot. And Princess Koriand’r shuddered briefly with the well-known sinking feeling of being bound defenceless and her most tender body parts being vulnerably exposed.
Suddenly Donna saw Kori stiffen, and the golden alien felt tiny sharp needless piercing her wrists and the tips of her fingers. They dug in until they grated bone
and the almost naked Amazon saw her companion clench her teeth against the pain.
There was a soft hum. The chairs slid forward until the two super-heroines were only two feet apart, spread knees almost touching.
'Now, we are almost ready to begin.' came the first voice. ‘The probes in Starfire’s hand will serve as a channel for her starbolts.’ As he spoke, mechanical arms dropped down from the ceiling, tipped with some sort of energy emitters. Like electronic serpents they positioned themselves over Wondergirl’s rounded breasts, the emitters aimed at the stiffened nubbin of each swelling Amazon teat and so close that a deep inhale by Donna would push her nipples against the pitiless mechanisms.
“Bastards!" Donna hissed, as she watched the mechanical abomination positioning itself, hovering insidiously at her pert nipples. Another set of smaller devices rose from under the chair, positioning themselves either side of her black tufted womanhood, while with a soft hum the chair legs pulled backwards slightly, spreading her wider, opening her female cleft to show more of the vulnerable pinkness.
Kori watches in appalled horror, as the tiny energy emitters were probing their way into her friends wide-open cunt while the larger probes above made eased even closer to make contact with Donna´s hard tit-nubs. Donna closed her eyes, ashamed and enraged, just grateful Diana was not here to see this happening to her. As she trembled at the cold inhuman touch of the energy rods on her breasts, the evil little machines pull apart her labia with deceptive gentleness, their touch alien and horrible for all their care. The twenty year-old Amazon felt her breathing quickening, as her most vulnerable and tender spot was probed and violated without the slightest hint of respect or regard. The pressure made her move her hips and her nipples pushed harder against the probes at her chest.
'Good,' said the voice, ‘and now for Starfire.’
Another evil hum and a long thick metal cylinder rose between the two girls, both watching it in rapt disgust. Its metal sides were chrome bright, eight inches long and the width of almost three fingers, tipped with foul electronics. Donna flexed her hands in anger and Kori´s muscular stomach tightened as the cylinder moves against her own, wide-open pussy. Her green eyes fitfully peered down her flat, well-toned abdomen at her red-haired cunt as the metal thing moving closer and closer to the centre of her crotch.
Donna watched too, sick for her friend, until her horror made her close her eyes.
‘You scum,’ she heard Starfire hiss, amid the sound of her struggling hopelessly against her restraints as more soft humming announced the probe moving inevitably into contact with Kori's orange pussy mound.
Koriand’r bit down on her lower lips as she felt the metal slowly, ever so slowly, push her outer folds apart and begins its intrusion inside her body. Her vagina still hurting from the blows of Donna's knee, Kori gasped softly as she felt it twist slightly, then push deeper, the electronics now fully inside, tickling her inner sex.
Her eyes open and saw Donnas face wet with tears, the raven-haired heroine knowing that her punishing blows to the pussy were making this hell for her friend. Starfire set her face, not wanting to know how much it hurts, wanting to spare her team-mate that pain at least, just as she declined to betray her pain to her tormentors; refusing them as much of their sadistic pleasure as possible.
The probe moved with mechanical mercilessness. Twist, push, twist push. Little by little forcing deeper. Starfire grunted as the cylinder worked its way up her woman-shaft. Perversely, her sounds were not unlike those female uttered when being made love to.
Four inches inside.
Five.
Her tunnel was being stretched now, her breasts jiggling and swaying slightly, as the invader twisted further inside her. No lover had ever filled her like this, though several alien rapists had. She forced herself not to linger on the bubbling memories of those experiences.
Six inches, and it hurt bad now. She tried to relax her muscles, breathing with her diaphragm. Six inches inside her and still pulsing and twisting its way up her shaft while despite all her efforts images were filling her thoughts; tortures and rapes she thought she would never have to endure again. And in the back of her mind, Kori wondered, if they wanted to impale her with this thing, making it go right through her belly and up back out through her spine.
Seven inches and still it pushed into her. Donna was able to see the pain on her friends face. 'Stop it, you'll kill her,' she shouted, struggling herself though she knew it was useless, the bindings easily able to handle the strength levels of Powergirl or even Diana herself. ‘Can't you see she's hurt inside!’ she spat at the ceiling as Kori moaned pitifully.
‘Yes you did a wonderful job, Ms Troy,' came the pitiless reply.
Kori´s jaw clenched as she pushed down her fear, as the probes tip pushed against her cervix. Twist push. Twist push. She was a princess of Tamaran – they would not have the pleasure of seeing her squirm.
‘X´hal, please make it stop` she pleaded in the sanctuary of her mind. She could feel her cervix being crushed...pushed deeper inside as she was sobbing.
‘Kori,’ shouted Donna in desperation, squirming herself like a mad beast to try and escape and help her friend. The golden titan didn’t answer; just groaned loudly as her womb felt like it was being distorted...pushed up, into her upper belly. She gasped in pain, quivering head to toe. It just couldn’t go any farther, but it did, deeper and deeper, a relentless invasion of her body! Cold sweat glistened on her curves as she felt another little push and heard herself screaming, Donna joining her, the metal stretching her until she was about to split her sex flesh in two.
It stopped.
Trembling and shaking in her bonds, Starfire couldn’t help making a constant whining sound. Hating herself for it...but the pain was just too great.
"Aaaaauuuwwww.....auuuuuuuuwwww...!"
She sat, panting and sweating, then she cried out in new pain. The tiny, electric probes along the cylinders began to slide out, poking into her up and down her elastic cuntal wall, forcing the expandsion of her poor pussy even more. Stretching, pushing.
‘Guuuu…uuuhhhhhh……nnnnnnneeeuurrrrrrr….!’
In the other chair Donna could no longer bear to watch what they were doing to her beloved friends sexuality, her eyes closed and tears wetting her cheeks as she muttered curses that would have shocked any of her friends to hear from her lips. The young raven haired Amazon tensed her muscles for the tenth time, and for the tenth time achieved nothing more than defining the wondrous lines of her super-toned smooth body until fatigue forced her to relax. She took deep breaths that made her perfect breasts rise and fall against the energy emitters poised to hurt her.
‘And now ladies,’ came to voice over the sounds of Kori’s discomfort, ‘let us explain how this will work. The probe inside Starfire will deliver a charge of solar energy, which her body is able to process for flight and her starbolts. I believe, however, there is a limit to how much energy her lovely body can store.’ Kori lay panting, remembering the Psion bombarding her with energy until she screamed for mercy. ‘The only way Starfire can release that energy will be into her hand restraints, which will then channel it to the probes attached to Wonder Girl.’
Kori trembled with rage as well as with pain. At least the Psions did not force her to pass the agony along to someone else.
‘The faster Starfire releases energy, the less painful it will be for her. But of course, that will make it more painful for you, Miss Troy.’
Donna looked over at Kori, the alien already seeming exhausted by the beating and the insertion of the torture probe. How much more could the feisty Tamaranean endure. "Don´t hold it back, Kori!" she urged. ‘I can take it...it´s only for ten minutes!’ Kori couldn’t even speak, but she nodded wearily.
The second voice joined in. "Starfire is not allowed to release the solar energy BEFORE the point of overloading! She can feel free to hold it back as long as she wants AFTERWARDS, but not BEFORE! When she releases her solar energy, if is before our readings indicate 100% assimilation of energy, a dozen amazons will be punished!"
Donna looked up, blue eyes blazing. ‘If she does that, she could explode!’
"So?"
‘You filthy, inhuman, pigs. You'll pay for all of this!’ Donna vowed, no sign of the photographer or wife or lover in her beautiful face – only the Amazon warrior remained as she glared death at the ceiling and her invisible tormentors.
Kori shuddered, feeling strength returning. If she overloaded, the explosion would kill not only her, but Donna as well. No, she wouldn’t let it happen. Somehow she would find the will to endure it.
‘You can both rest assured, however, that the room will safely contain the explosion. You won´t harm anybody else but the two of you if you blow up, Starfire!"
‘Don't...worry...,’ Kori sneered. She looked at the gorgeous creamy skinned woman facing her. ‘I'll be fine, Donna; we both will be, I promise.’
‘Like hell!’ Donna muttered in impotent rage.
‘Lets begin shall we,’ said the first voice.
There was a buzzing hum, and Starfire felt a sudden tingling warmth between her legs. She looked at Wondergirl, seeing the defeat growing in those beautiful blue eyes
‘Don't give in Donna,’ she whispers. Don't let them beat you. We WILL be alright, but you have to believe it.’
Watching from her torture chamber, Diana struggled against the pain of the lazer torches scorching her belly and breasts and felt more helpless than she had eve been. Silently she offered thanks to her gods for Starfire’s courage, for the love she had for Donna to help her sister survive this horror. As metal claws began to slowly flay the skin from her back she bit her lip and prayed that her sister would survive, and that she would soon stand free before the filthy who were making Donna and Starfire suffer, so that she could teach them what pain truly was.
Donna nodded, tears filling her eyes, yet she managed not to shed them.
The tingling in her belly increased. ‘Say it for me,’ Donna, Starfire pleaded.
"We will be alright!" Donna whispered.
Kori winced, the warmth getting uncomfortable in her stretched sex, but she raised her head and looked at Donna with steely determination.
‘Kori,’ said the Amazon, full of concern.
'Not bad,' Kori responded, face pinched. The tickling inside her cunt was becoming a warmth....then it started turning into a flare of heat. Her hips shifted, making her wince as the probe needles pierced her anew.
'A little faster, I think,' says the voice. 'Wondergirl looks bored.'
Kori grunted with pain, the burning now starting to scorch her inside, even as she felt the flood of energy helping to regenerate her injuries. 'You see,' said the voice, 'the alien is using the charge to recover from the beating, as I predicted.' On the outward, Starfire’s breasts swelled as her body ignited with renewed vigour, eyes glowing brightly.
Donna saw her friend getting stronger, hoping she would be strong enough, as her mouth formed an ‘o’, those full lips trembling.
'Interesting' said the monitor, 'A most curious reaction. Very...stimulating.'
Kori shuddered, the flush of power filling her with a strange euphoria, a tingling pleasure moving out from her pussy. She arched her back in helpless bliss, as the energy of the sun filled her luscious body and made her into a trembling form of buzzing power. It continued, the rapture lighting her within and transforming her into an erotic vision. Bound facing her even Donna was moved, though her feelings were mixed with the sick loathing of knowing that this display was all being done against Kori’s will, with no more regard for her rights and feelings as a woman than was held for a lab animal. She panted with quick shallow breaths like a woman in the throws of some wonderful passion, struggling to hold onto the excitement building in the centre of her womanliness and radiating through her very skin. Then the power reaches the limits of her body’s ability to absorb...
…and the pain began.
'There are going to be a lot of people who will want to see these recording,' one of the voices noted, and the other chuckled.
Too much power feeding into her – her breathing grew even quicker her, tits quivering like jelly. Her skin felt hot, like he was standing to close to a bonfire. Every inch of her stung, energy prickling her painfully and getting steadily worse.
‘101% Starfire - you may discharge now, if you feel like it.’
Kori began to moan in pain.....relentless, merciless pain. Too much power was being forced into her. It throbbed in her veins and her head pounded.
‘Kori, let it go,’ Donna yelled, but the alien princess made no reponse, her face twitching with suffering as muscles became rigid cables under her shining skin. "Kori!" Donna screamed, panic for her friend building.
‘Hurts..so much... Donna,’ the alien sobbed, her eyes closed.
‘I'll be alright - just do it!' Donna snapped.
Kori didn't want to, she wanted to hold it, to spare her friend. She felt the power starting to roast her from within and imagined anew her starbolts stripping the flesh from Donna’s creamy body while her friend shrieked and writhed. But if she overloaded and detonated…
‘103%.’
Starfire’s groan turned into a scream that got louder and louder, breasts expanding as she sucked in air and howled to vent the suffering. Her diaphragm flattened as she pushed air up out of her lungs in a long wailing cry of pain. The torment from the probe jammed into her pussy washed out through her nervous system like a horrific tide, making her contort violently, her curvaceous body gripped in a torture-induced seizure that threatened to rupture her internally as she twisted and strained in agony.
‘Kori, let it go!’ Donna shouted again. ‘Do you hear me! I'm not going to let you kill yourself!! Let it go, or I swear I'll let them do whatever they want to me.’
Kori said nothing, but her green eyes opened and she looked at Donna, courage fighting the inevitability of what was going to happed. She shook her head fractionally, then gave another scream as her pussy lips felt as if they had been set aflame, her tremors making it look like she was fucking up and down on the torture probe jammed up between her splayed legs.
‘I'll let them torture me to death!’ Donna wailed, making her voice angry. ‘I’ll let them tie me into their sick machines and tear my body to pieces while they laugh.’ Starfire’s eyes closed again, tears and sweat running down over her lovely, pain wracked face. ‘ KORI!!!’
"Xhaaaal!" Koriand’r screamed, and released the terrible power into the machine.
Donna had braced herself, but the energy wave slammed into her through the emitters instantly sent her into spasming convulsions, the power flashing from Kori’s hands into the receptacles and conduits channelling it into her friend. Without any preamble her perfect tits were suddenly on fire, as if they were been plunged into raging flames. The energy needles crackled with blistering energy, scorching round smooth amazon boobs with solar fire. And at the same time the emitters penetrating her love mound also roared horribly to life. Wondergirl felt her breasts and cunt assaulted by massive bursts of pure, undulated energy that could melt steel as easily as mortal flesh.
‘AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!’
The pain was so terrible she almost passed out. She trashed naked in her bonds, her sexy athletes body out of control, bucking and trying to pull itself apart. Her head snapped back, throat taught and models face a rictus of pain while her mesmerising chest was glowing with fiery heat and her mons and belly glowed with blistering starbolt energy. Blood began to ooze from broken skin around her wrists as she tried instinctively to escape the source of this nightmare, while only her high leather boots kept the shrieking princess from shattering her ankles. She pushed with all the power of her incredible legs and thighs, trying to pull her suffering pussy away from the metal rods burning her pink sex.
Even as Donna’s torture began, Kori felt
the pressure easing within her, ass grinding on the steel seat as she tried to
relax her aching form. Two feet away Donna's even more powerful legs continued
to be bunched with muscles as her
‘ARRRRRRRRRRRR…OH GODS, NO, NOOOOOOOO!!!’.
‘Donna,’ Kori gasped, the release of power clearing her head a little so that she tried to reign in the flow, and knowing she was successful as she felt the pressure build again’
‘Nnnnnnnnn, is the amazons only reply, back arched. As the first wave ebbed, Donna blinked away
tears of pain, her head falling forward with her
Kori hunched forward in her bondage as Donna still felt the aftermath of the power charge, her naked ass grinding on the metal seat of the chair, sweat covering her entire trembling body. The power inside the alien luscious body was building up again rapidly; far too rapidly. Already it was all she could do to contain the force of her starbolts, prevent them surging through the connections into the body of her friend.
‘D- Donna, I'm so sorry,’ gasped Koriand’r. Her body stiffened in the chair again....eyes wide open in horror. ‘I can't, I can't hold...it!’ Her eye-popping chest rising and falling, teeth gritted. Donna watched her teammates suffering with compassion and outrage, as she anticipated the next wave of agony. Tears leaked from her big blue eyes and she clenched her fists.
'Put the flow on continuous' came one of the voices. 'I want to see how they handle it when there is no relief.'
NO!" shouted Donna. At the same time, Kori made to cryout in anger herself, only to have her shout turn to an ‘Arrggggg!!!’ of pain as power raced from her fingertips.
Donna endured the energy washing over her young tits again, blistering them as the solar fury raged within her tight pussy lips, surging inside her as the probes held her side open and defenceless. The power went sluicing up her love tunnel like liquid fire, so that she was soaked in sweat from her suffering, body tense with pain. She screamed and screamed as hot, white agony ripped through her lush feminine anatomy and pussy. And even through her own screams, she could hear Koriand’r’ss cries of pain and despair.
'Rhea...oh goddess have mercy,' Donna pleaded, desperate for the torture to end, the pain battering at her resolve. She hurt so much. Kori tried to reign in the power, to help her friend, but only succeeding in adding to her won misery. "Xhal! Xhal, make it STOP!!" Starfire screamed, immediately ablaze with greater pain as the power increased even more, so that her skinned glowed with the heat trying to burn its way out of her body from within.
‘Perhaps we will,’ said the voice, ‘if you will give us information about Princess Diana.’
It is almost a miracle, that the two women can make the voice out, let alone capture the meaning of his words. Both were twisting and trashing and trembling in their bonds, their bodies impaled through their soft sex lips and punished relentlessly in a circuit of devastating power.
‘Di...Diana...?’ came Donna's anguished sob.
‘Yes, Wondergirl, you will answer our questions about your lovely sister, and your pain can stop. Otherwise...’
There is a surge and Kori howled again, her arms almost pulling from their sockets as she pushed out her massive globed chest, screaming horribly. Her scream then followed by Donna´s, as the additional charge of power was channelled to her own cunt and tits.
‘Donna,’ shouted Kori through her tears of agony, ‘tell them nothing!’
‘Yes" the second voice speaks up. "Don´t tell us, since this gives us a reason to increase the power just a bit more, doesn´t it?"
‘YeeeaaAAAAHHHHH!' the golden princess screamed, mouth so wide it feels as if it well tear apart while the torture probe in her cunt glowed with terrible heat and she could feel her soft womanly tissue being reduced to blackened, charred meat.
"Stop it!" Donna shouts through the storm of pain howling inside her own body and mind. ‘Stop it!’ Donna shrieked again. Her pride was being burned away by the heat in her nipples, roasting her alive, incinerating her womanhood as the densely clustered nerves sent her brain messages of such anguish it made her wish for death.
‘Information,’ came the reply.
‘I CANT!!!’ Donna cried out, wailing like an infant.
‘Tell us, slut! Or you two will watch each other fucking die!’
Both beautiful girls heaved in their chairs, their screams ringing in each others ears. Two incredible bodies spasmed in unison, being torn apart by the energy surging through them as they rode the torture probes spearing up into their pussies.
‘Ten minutes,’ announced the second voice gleefully. ‘Cut the connection to the Amazon...let´s see how much the alien can take without being able to channel the energy!’
Instantly Donna slumped forward, sweat running down from her lank black hair. While Kori screamed become even more frenzied as she convulsed, tits jumping and thighs clamped around the pain probe in her cunt. The auburn haired warrior woman jumped in her bonds like a live wire, screaming and sputtering at the brink of pain-wretched madness
‘NOOOOO!" Donna screamed in misery, still spasming from the charges in her body herself. ‘STOP IT. YOU’RE KILLING HER!’
‘Yes,’ said the second voice, ‘and now that your ten minute are up, you will watch as she dies in agony!’
Donna fought like a wild animal to free herself, straining every muscle beneath her creamy skin to get to Kori and throwing her naked body from side to side, but her strength was even less of a match for the manacles after the torture.
Kori had stopped screaming, was beyond screaming. Her young full body was in more pain than she had ever felt. Her face was wet with molten tears as she burned like a small star, , but somehow the Tamaranean hissed out words for Donna to hear.
'Tell.....nothing......' she whined, the probe in her pussy pulsing almost white hot, so that Starfire’s words dissolved into a long, undulating shriek of mindless agony. The skin on her rounded tits started to split, little rivers of blood boiling though her flesh as crackling arcs of energetic plasma flickered around her sex lips and burned her sweet young cleft, burned her sex while she could feel the flames flaying her from inside as well, burning her alive!
The video stopped, leaving Diana gazing in complete horror as the nerve probes stabbed into her own labia, making her gasp in pain.
They screens flickered and again she was watching Donna pummel Starfire’s smooth sex mound, her knee strikes almost shattering the golden Titan’s pelvis. They liked to do this, play the images out of order, jumble them and leave her wondering what had happened, who were the men she had seen putting their hands on he naked sister.
Diana tired again to ignore the images and sounds of theo tow young heroines being degeraded, but in her current circumstances the only way to do that was to focus on her pain. As her captors no doubt intended.
Time crawled by in the pacifier, and whatever she tried, all Diana could do was suffer and weep.
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