Ana Love - Super Heroine

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Ana Love – Super Hero

When we last saw our heroine, she was in the old abandoned warehouse near the riverfront.

Ana Love walked slowly, stealthily through the damp building. Looking for the female cat burglar the cops had chased this direction. 'Why would anyone want to steal a cat?' she mused to herself.

"Concentrate!" she whispered to herself.

'Still, they actually stole a cat? What gives' she wondered.

With that, a large fiber strong rope net dropped down on Ana. The ends were heavily weighted. It was a shock and struggle to keep from having the net take her to the floor of the warehouse.

By the time Ana Love was on the last webbing of the net, she was struggling with her muscles and out of breath. That is when she saw the villain.

A tall, well-built red headed woman. Her hair pulled back into a long pony tail and draped over her left shoulder. In her hands, a cat, snuggled up to her. Her long legs clad in leather boots going up past her knees and form fitting patent leather gloves going past her elbows. Her moderately pale skin accentuated her deep blue eyes. A tight black patented leather corset covering her slim body. She whispers into the cat’s ear and sets it down. The cat scampers over toward a shelf from an old inside dumb waiter and stare at you.

As Ana looks back from the cat to the leather clad read head, Ana notices a bull-whip in her hand. No sooner did she see it before it wrapped around her feet. The force of the whip pulled Ana’s feet out from under her. Her shoulders hitting the floor with a ‘Thud!’ She let out a gasp of air, her breath temporarily knock out of her.

The sudden pull from the whip drew Ana Love out from under the net.

The red headed cat burglar didn’t expect Ana Love to recover so quickly. Before she could strike again with the whip, Ana’s feet went over her head and they flew forward, arching her back, Ana performed a flawless Kip and was on her feet. As the red head pulled the whip back, Ana went into a double back flip and came out of the flip with a round house kick, knocking the red head off her balance and onto her side.

By the time our villainess caught herself from striking the floor to hard, Ana jumped onto her side and raised a hand to facilitate a palm strike. But to Ana’s amazement, the cat burglar parlayed with a right arm block and swung around with her right leg, drawing it from underneath Ana’s knees and wrapping her inner knee joint around Ana’s neck and flipping Ana off of her. By the time Ana rolled with the flip the cat burglar was back on her feet with her bull whip back in hand. The whip was drawn back and snapped forward.

Ana barely had time to get into a defensive posture, but her survival instinct and reflexes has her hands attempting to block the whip strike, but she soon found her wrists bound together from near the end of the whip. As Ana tried to pull her wrists apart, the villain pulled the whip down and jerked Ana forward by slamming her foot down on the raised braided part of the whip.

“Ahhh!” Ana exclaimed as she was yanked forward. Using her bound wrists to block her fall and shielding her face from the hard concrete floor.

Before Ana could recover, the bull whip was pulled tight over her head raising her wrists and arms over her head. Her feet were quickly twisted in leather at the ankles and the red head yelled with a jeer, “Time?”

There was no response.

“Gees, you think when you rustle a steer in less than 8 seconds, someone would be keeping time? Don’t you agree?” the villain said looking down at Ana. “I really
thought you would be tougher than this. I guess being a good girl keeps you from using your built in aggressive nature against another woman. That is your weakness bitch!” she snarled down at Ana.

The villainess turned and started walking toward the cat on the shelf. Just before she reached where the cat was perched, she felt the whip wrap around her neck. A sudden jerk and she found herself laying on her back with tears in her eyes, seeing stars from where her head hit the floor. Before she could even attempt to recover, Ana Love had the whip wrapped around her wrists and ankles.

“Time that, Loser!” Ana exclaimed. “Why would anyone steal a cat, anyways?” Ana question her bound prey. I can see by your tight boyish figure, you don’t have anything upstairs or in the attic.

“When I finish with you, you bitch, you won’t be able to see!” the cat burglar cried out.

While Ana was distracted by the villainess, several other tall slim figures outlined and dressed all in black appeared around her. Ana looked them over and figured if she was going down, so were some of them. But she wouldn’t throw the first punch.

Unlike the movies, these self-styled Ninjas all moved in unison and attacked Ana Love all at the same time. While Ana was distracted, one of the women in black released the red headed cat burglar. As one of the ninjas was able to get Ana Love on the ground, the red head placed her foot on Ana’s head and told her, “Be a good dog and stay!”

This pissed Ana off, but yet somehow had a demeaning and humiliating effect on her. She felt something stir inside her gut, but figured it was a punch or kick that got through. Ana pulled back and swung her hand but the red head backed out of reach and let the ninjas continue their attacks.

Ana was holding her own until one by one the Ninja’s seemed to disappear as fast as they arrived. Ana looked over, the cat was no longer sitting on the shelf and the red headed cat burglar was gone. Ana was out of breath and there was no trace anyone else was in the building, even the net which ensnared her was gone. They cleaned up after themselves quite nicely.

Ana hear the sirens of the police cars and when the police came into the building with their guns drawn, Ana attempted to explain to the detectives what had happened. Then reached down by the corner from which Ana walked around and pulled up a large black bag with a draw string. When they opened the bag, there was the missing cat. The detective in charge asked Ana to turn around and place her hands against the wall. He read her the Miranda Rights as he handcuffed her and walked her out of the building to a waiting squad car.

‘How did this happen? I was set up, big time.’ Ana thought. She knew better than to say anything, as anything she said could be used against her for stealing this cat.

‘Why would anyone steal a cat? To frame me.’ She finally realized.

 

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The Capture

Our heroine awoke. She tried to draw in her outstretched arms, but her arms would not move. They were restrained. Ana Love, our heroine attempted to open her eyes but could not see anything.

Her mouth was stretched open but had something wedged between her teeth. She tried to bite down but the open gag wouldn't release.

She tried to turn her body but her legs and waist were also bound. She was helpless. She started to panic but then realized this would not help.

'Think... Think...' she told herself. 'What is the last thing you remember? 'Oh Ana, how do you get yourself into these messes in the first place?' she questioned herself. 'Last night, helping out at the bridge. Trying to save the man on girder. He looked me right in the eye and then smiled. The quick pain and feeling someone catch me as I fell. I was drawn into a trap.' she thought to herself.

With that, Ana Love felt or sensed someone enter the room. She couldn't hear them, as it seemed her head was covered, encased in some sort of hood. Whomever had her bound had her at their mercy.

A buzzing erupted in her ass and vagina. It shocked her making her feel like someone was entering her and pounding her in both holes. Then shocking stopped and the buzzing subsided. She pushed with her anal and vaginal muscles, but the intruders wouldn't budge. 'Oh my God! What have they done to me? Who is so diabolical to have done this to me. When I get free I will have serious reservations about not ripping them apart, limb from limb.' she fumed.

She felt a hand on her left wrist and quickly her arm was brought down to her waist and secured there. Then, the same with her right wrist. She felt the hands around her neck and she attempted to scream. Then something warm and wet entered her mouth. She was forced to swallow the thick salty substance before she choked. It seemed to drop into her mouth a little at a time. Then she recognized the salty taste. Someone had over salted oatmeal and was force feeding her.

She wanted to gag on the salty taste but dared not. She didn't know who held her captive or why. But survival was essential at this point. She swallowed. The oatmeal was followed with plane water to wash it down. But there wasn't enough water to quench her thirst. Only enough to rinse her mouth of the oatmeal.

She thought she smelled a sweet perfume, but at this point, she wasn't sure.

Something pressing on her mouth. Then she felt a vibration at the mouth and a slight twisting and pressure. She could no longer breathe out of her mouth. The opening was sealed. Luckily, the hood appeared to have nostril holes and she could inhale from these.

She felt her ankles being unhooked and then her waist. Someone was pulling to help her sit up. It was very difficult, almost like her entire bode was stiff. 'Whatever they drugged me with incapacitated me. I wonder how long I was out?' she thought to herself.

She was stood up onto her feet. More like her toes. She had to balance herself on what could only be described as extremely tight ballet slippers, or so it seemed. Whomever was assisting her obviously didn't want to hurt her right away. As they helped steady her as she almost tumbled several times. They walked her seventy three small steps and then made a left turn and took 6 more steps. Then they stopped. Her belly gave the familiar uneasy feeling as an elevator began to move. There was silence in the elevator and then the intruders in her ass and pussy came to life. It lasted the trip in the elevator.

Ana Love was frightened. She had never, not been in control. Not since she earned her black belt in Tai Kwon Do and Judo. She had vowed at a young age never to be the victim in a bad relationship again. But this, this was not a relationship. This was kidnapping, sexual assault. Yet she had to follow the lead of the unknown person to survive. Even if she could break her wrist bonds, she would still be unable to see or balance herself. Trying to subdue her captor would be impossible.

The electrical pulsing through her lower body stopped, yet the vibrations didn't subside. This made it more difficult to walk. Ana Love counted the steps again, six steps again, then a right turn, then 35 steps down a short hallway. The hallway could go further, but this was where they stopped. She was pushed to the right again, and then thrown to the floor. Only the floor seemed soft, buoyant.

Ana Love felt like she was floating or laying on a super soft mattress on the floor. It surprised her, as she expected to hit a hard floor without the ability to catch herself. She attempted to roll onto her knees, difficult at best. It did no good to look around, she couldn't see. She only had the sensation of sinking and being unable to swim in this soft, thick unknown flooring...

The sinking floor felt warm and she was sure she was sinking. Yet her toes and knees, or at least what she could feel of them, seemed to tell her mind they were at the bottom of the floor. It was solid. Yet, her mind was telling her she was still sinking and she felt the slow pressure around her bod tightening until there was a slight squeezing around her neck. The feeling went higher, to her cheeks and mouth. Then she attempted to raise her head to be able to breathe. ‘Quicksand?

That had to be it. The Sandman had kidnapped her and was going to ‘End her’ in quicksand.’ She thought and struggled. Then she remembered, if you struggle, you will sink faster. But at this point, what difference would it make.

There was a sudden ‘Thud’ and she stopped sinking. She felt hands running all over her body. But she couldn’t see anything. Her breasts were being massaged. She felt someone running hands over the hood and then the top of the hood opened and a rush of hot air seemed to envelop her.

Then the hood came down over her head and seemed to drape around her neck, just below the chin. She realized at this point in time, she couldn’t lower her head. A collar of some sort held her head upright. Anna attempted to open her eyes, but she still couldn’t see. ‘Was she blind? Was this what her captor or captors did to her? Did they deprive our heroine of her sight?’

A thick liquid poured down over her head as the pulsing began to grow in her loins again. She moaned into the gag still in her mouth. At least she knew the gag was not part of the hood. As if this information would do her any good at this time. ‘Why the hood if she was blinded? Maybe the blinding is temporary. Of course. Thus the reason for the hood, in case whatever they drugged her with had worn off. They didn’t want to take the chance of her seeing them. So, they put a hood over her head.’

A pair of hands worked the thick liquid around her head, her eyebrows and behind her ears. Then she realized her entire body was in this thick liquid. It started to have a slight burning and an odor she knew only to well. It was a bath and shampoo which would leave her hairless from the head down. How humiliating. She attempted to struggle as the reality of what was happening sunk in but the shocking in her ass and vagina went from one of almost pleasure to a pain that would have made her roll over on the floor if she wasn’t being held up.

She felt a warm rinse after about 15 minutes and knew from the feeling she was bald from the top of her head to the bottoms of her feet.

She felt hands unlocking and locking items around her body. She felt more than heard snaps snapping into place. The cold of steel or something which felt like steel. Stiff and cool on her body from her neck to her feet. She attempted to fight the intruder being pushed back into her ass after what she could only assume was it being removed and cleaned, then being pushed back in. It was no use.

The lubrication they used allowed it to slip right in. Then she felt the intruder growing, filling her anal cavity with its size. Next, she felt a pressure on the outside of her ass. She seemed confused by this until a few minutes later a very hot solution entered into her bowels. The cramping started shortly thereafter. It seemed like forever she was being filled and a set of hands massaged her stomach and sides as she was moved from position to position. Finally, after an eternity of torture, the two bulbs were deflated and removed. She was placed on what she determined to be a stool and relieved her bowels.

Oh, but this didn’t end her suffering in this room. They repeated this procedure at least three more times. Our heroine had felt like she had shit her insides out by the time they had finished with her.

Still, she could see nothing. No light, nothing.

A hand rinsed and dried her ass and then she felt a well lubricated finger slide into her ass. It was removed and another intruder pushed into place. This one felt wider than the last one and it hurt as it went in. She had to take many short deep breaths and once it was passed the sphincter muscles, where she expected the base of a plug, it didn’t decrease nor increase in size. It was just a large thick ring of some sort put in her ass. Then a phallus of some sort went into her vagina and there was a sharp hot pain on her clit. Then a pair or two of hands doing something around her labia and then cold steel around her waist and between her legs and up around her vagina. Then nothing. No feeling at all except of being stretched to her limit in her ass.

Items were removed from her ears and she could hear for the first time. She heard a woman’s voice. It was soft, yet powerful. It had an air about it which said it would be obeyed. “I hope you are not injured my slave?” it said.
Ana Love shook her head no.

“You are probably wondering why you can’t see, my dear, are you not?” the voice sound similar, yet more sultry.

Ana Love attempted to answer and then nodded the affirmative.

“Well, you are not blind my dear.” She said. “You also are not drugged.” The feminine voice said. It paused a moment for this to sink in.

Ana was confused. If she was not blind, was not drugged and there was no hood on her head, why couldn’t she see.

“I took the liberty of doing surgery on your eyes, my dear. See, I didn’t want you disfigured, but I couldn’t have you using your “Gifts” to get away. So, I cut slits around your eyelids and then sewed them together. Your body’s natural healing has caused the skin over your eyes to bond as one piece of flesh. So, you are not blind or disfigured, per ‘se, but your eye lids are permanently closed shut.” She mused. “You will learn to live like this, unable to see with your eyes. But you will learn to love being my submissive.”

Ana attempted to lower her head but the neck brace held her head up. The hood was released and then removed. Ana wondered why she would do this to her.

“I see you are wondering why, Ana Love, I would do this to you?” the voice asked.

“Because you are the cities savior and I admire you. How much more power can one possess than to take the most domineering female figure of our time and turn her into a submissive helpless slave?” she asked. “You will serve my every whim and I will see to your room and board, my pet.”

Ana Love shook her head no and as the hands released her she dropped down, bowing her head to her knees. Anger, humiliation and fear all overwhelmed her. This had to be a dream. “Someone pinch me! Wake Up!” she cried to herself…

“I know you can’t see what I have had done to you, so I am going to release one of your hands so you can feel for yourself. But first.” She said as a massive electrical jolt hit our former heroine right in the clit. It felt like a thunderbolt of lightning sending electricity throughout her whole body. She could swear as she doubled into the fetal position as much as possible she could smell burning flesh. “a little something to show you who is in charge and what will happen every time you hear the name ‘Ana Love.” With that, another bolt hit Ana in the clit and had she been able to scream she would have. Ana rolled side to side as the pain shot through her body. She actually pissed herself due to the pain.

A hand steadied her as her left hand was released from her restraint. Ana’s hand went to her crotch, but it was covered in steel. She felt around quickly realizing she had just had a leaking experience do to the shock. Her hand couldn’t find a lock or opening on the steel belt encasing her. Her hand quickly rose to her face and she felt lightly with her fingers where her eyes should be open. There was nothing but skin. She couldn’t even feel her eyelashes or eyebrows. Her hand raised to her head where her long chestnut colored hair had been earlier. She traced her hand down over her head and felt the steel posture color around her neck. Similar to the steel belt encasing her loins, she didn’t feel a hinge or a lock.

She reached over and from her right side and dropped her hand down to her shoulders and felt a fine cool fabric covering her right arm and shoulder. Continuing the tracing of her hand across her body, she realized her breasts were encased in steel cups and the metal went down her body and wrapped around her back.

Again, from what she could feel with her fingers, there were no seams. From her crouching position, she felt her legs, they were covered with the same material her shoulders and arms were. Her feet, however, were covered with what appeared to feel like steel stiletto mini-boots. Again, there was no sign of a seam or a lock. There were a perfect fit.

She reached up to her mouth as her jaw was aching and felt a round steel plug with a recessed lock. At least she knew the mouth piece could be removed. Here hand dropped to her ass as fast as she could and she felt the same material on the large plug there as the one covering her mouth. Again, it appeared to feel like a recessed lock. She dropped her hand to her side and it was attached to her side. Almost magnetically, so it seemed.

“Everything you have covering you is custom made with form fitting titanium. It was designed by me with special laser cut seams, so as not to leave any lines or creases in the mold once it was fitted in place. It can never be removed. As for the sharp pain in your clitoris. This was a special design to ensure your chastity belt never comes off. If there is an attempt to remove the chastity belt, ever, there is a razor fine wire running through your clit which conducts electricity, as you have already felt.

The removal of the chastity belt will cause the titanium wire to slice through your clit and labia like a knife through hot butter. You or whomever attempts to remove it will mutilate your most private parts. Just so you know, the breast shields have the same titanium wire running through your nipples too.” She continued to explain as her hands touched Ana’s body.

“Your mouth plug is not permanent so you can service me. If your tongue is not talented or can’t be trained to please me and my guests, then it will be removed. As for your ass, the plug in it can be removed for anal pleasure or torture. I like to have my slaves kept clean, so this plug will allow for large volume enemas and relieving yourself when needed. See, I can be humane, when I want to be.”

Ana mumbled through her gag.

“My name? You want to know my name. I am Ana now. Every time someone calls me by my name, your clit will ignite with fire. It is programmed into your suit. Let me demonstrate.” She whispered the next word into Ana’s ear.

“Ana, my name is Ana.”

With that name spoken so soft, Ana’s clit felt like it lit up like the fourth of July. Her name was Ana, not this person whom held her captive. ‘No, my name is Ana.’ She thought. But there was no surge of electricity just thinking the name. It had to be heard by a microphone on the belt somewhere.

“Now, I am going to assist you to your new quarters. Once there, I will remove your mouth plug. You will pleasure me with your tongue. If you fail to please me, I will have your tongue removed. Do you understand me?” the unknown woman demanded of Ana Love.
Ana nodded she understood.

The woman assisted Ana to her feet and they walked several steps to what Ana assumed was the door. Two steps and they turned left. Thirty five steps and they paused. Then six steps into the elevator and then movement. Off the elevator and down a hallway of seventy six steps. A right turn. Ana felt the woman raise her hand from her side and press her fingers to a keypad. “Your code is 1-14-1, which in terms of the alphabet are ‘A-N-A’. I thought I would be nice and not say ‘Ana’.” A wave of pain hit Ana in the clit. “Oops, I’m sorry. Did I do that?” the lady mused. Ana decided at that point, should she ever get her site back, she would have no mercy on this bitch.

Ana pressed the keypad when the lady helped her to her feet from the shock. The door slid open and the lady walked inside the room with Ana. She left Ana for a moment and then beckoned Ana over to her. She told Ana to kneed and then removed the larger plug insert in her mouth.

Ana heard some beeping like a control and then the spreader in her mouth released its pressure on Ana’s jaw. Before she had a chance to work her sore jaw muscles closed, her face was pushed into the other ‘Ana’s’ pussy.

Ana remembered the threat about losing her tongue and quickly went to work licking and lapping the dripping pussy in front of her. It didn’t take long before the Dominant Ana was squealing in orgasmic release as Ana Love’s tongue was pushed deep into her pussy. “Ah, good girl. Now see, that wasn’t so hard was it?” she asked.

“No! No miss ah.” Ana stopped herself from saying her name.

“Say it, slave! Say my name! Suffer for me. Show me how much you want to be mine!”

“Please! Please don’t make me say it!” Ana begged.

“Say it slave. Say it or I will put it on a recording for the next 24 hours, I promise you!” the woman threatened her.

“Ana! Ahhh!” she screamed as the Dominant Ana pulled her head into her crotch and our blind heroine’s scream vibrated through Ana’s core from her pussy.

“Again slave!” ordered the wicked temptress.

Ana raised her head to breathe and called out her name, “Ana Owww!” she cried out as her head was forced to the other woman’s pussy.

This ordered self-abuse went on until the dominant Ana pushed her away after another orgasm. “Oh my God, that was great slave. Don’t ever make me request something of you a second time or your suffering today will be nothing compared to what you will endure. You are lucky I am in a good mood, slave.” She warned.

With that, a few beeps from a controller somewhere near the seat or bed Dominant Ana was sitting on and the pressure in Ana Love’s jaws grew and opened her mouth into a large ‘O’. With that, Ana’s head was brought up to the other woman’s vagina and warm liquid started to flow into her mouth. She had no choice but to swallow.

When the dominant woman finished using Ana she told her to find her way around her new apartment. The bathroom was on the right side, the kitchen was straight ahead and the bedroom was on the left. The codes and key pads for the plugs were already known to her. She would have to use her alpha-numeric keypad, as it were to deflate the mouth gag and then using her name in the bathroom would release the key to her butt plug. So she could relieve herself.

With that, Ana heard the dominant Ana leave and the door slid shut. Ana found her way to the keypad on the end table and quickly punched in her “1-14-1” number.

She crawled across the cool floor and found the entrance to the bathroom. Once there, she found the console and tried her numbers, ‘1-14-1’ but nothing happened. With that, she said her name. Again, the pain shot through her body and she heard the key box chirp. She recovered her balance and found the key to the butt plug and removed the center core. She couldn’t remove the outer diameter ring due to the chastity device. Before long, Ana finished heaving the other woman’s piss into the toilet. She found the sink and turned on the water.

She rinsed her mouth the best she could without seeing. Then she found a box on the side of the sink which she assessed from the size of it to be soap. She opened the soap and wet it in the sink. She worked up a lather and smelled the soap. It was Dove, she could tell by the shape and scent. It had to be better than urine. She stuck out her tongue as far as she could and then wiped the soap across her tongue a couple of times. She added water and gargled.

She still tasted the urine. So she grimaced, at least she thought she did as she pushed the bar of soap into her mouth. She almost lost her balance at the sink with the wet floor and titanium boots and her hand hit the keypad and immediately the mouth gag swelled with air and the bar of soap was stuck in her mouth. She couldn’t force the soap past the opening of the gag and she panicked.

Ana pushed at the keypad and the keypad chirped an audible command. “Please enter lock code!” Ana didn’t want to lock the soap in her mouth. She lightly touched the keypad without pressing any keys. Then she pressed in her coded, ‘1-14-1’ and the keypad chirped. “Lock code confirmed.” Chimed the keypad audible. Automatic unlock will activate in one hour, fourteen minutes and 1 second.” With that, the keypad locked and would not accept any more input.

Ana attempted to scamper from her bathroom to the main room and found the console. She entered her code, but nothing happened. She was stuck for the next seventy four minutes or so, with a new bar of soap permeating her taste buds. She crawled back into the bathroom, then the kitchen. She couldn’t find anything that would help in removing the soap. Of course, it would have been easier if she could see.

She found her way again back into the bathroom where she leaned over the sink, trying in vain to put codes into the keypad, to no avail. She finally rested her head over the commode puking into it every so often. Then adding water from the sink into her mouth which moistened the soap, but kept the burning at bay. Then back over the toilet for more gagging. Eventually while she was rinsing at the sink, the keypad chirped and the mouth gag deflated. The soap dropped out of Ana’s mouth into the sink. Ana used her hands to get as much water into her mouth as possible. She used a washcloth and then finally she found a toothbrush and scrubbed her mouth clean of the soap, literally. Ana searched for toothpaste but could not find any.

She used the wall to steady herself back to the main hallway and into her bedroom. She found the bed and lay on it and quickly fell asleep.