Duel In
The Forest. Part 3. Conclusion.
By
GW
Having defeated and basely defiled the virtuous crimefighter, the vicious Night Hunter dragged the vanquished superheroine to her feet.
The haughty crimefighter struggled in near frenzy to escape and retaliate for the shameful abuse Night Hunter had inflicted on her. Yet no matter how hard she fought, Comet Lady could not escape that steely grip on her wrists. Once she forced Comet Lady erect, Night Hunter continued to twist her arms painfully as she remorselessly forced the squealing superheroine to her knees. Comet Lady struggled but her resistance was futile, and once again, the grinning villainess overpowered the mighty crimefighter.
From her commodious bosom Night Hunter pulled a deadly red restraint. Comet Lady wailed in shock as a she realized the triumphant villainess was binding her with Cometite, a restraint made from elements of the Comet that long ago gave her super powers and her name, the one substance that neutralized her mighty Comet powers.
Once Night Hunter helplessly bound Comet Lady with the Cometite, she viciously displayed the Champion of Justice's humiliating predicament for the camera. Comet Lady couldn't repress a sniffle of shame.
Comet Lady's distressing humiliation had scarcely begun, for Night Hunter roughly spun her around, and yanked down her briefs, baring her creamy, exquisitely contoured bottom cheeks to the unblinking eye of the camera. Comet Lady squealed in useless protest.
Who could resist that provocative bottom so temptingly displayed? Night Hunter gleefully smacked Comet Lady's delectable behind. Adding to her mortification, the unhappy superheroine discovered that though she might be invulnerable to bombs and bullets, the villainess's steely palm burned her gardenia smooth flesh like molten lava. She involuntarily screeched in shock.
The vicious, mad Night Hunter was not one to stop at one smack. Once started, she enthusiastically whacked away at that most tempting of targets, until the abused superheroine victim was nearly sobbing at the smarting torment.
When she scalded the snuffling superheroine's behind a blazing scarlet, Night Hunter swung her victim back toward the camera. Now, she had an even more distressing humiliation in mind for her defeated, bound foe.
Helplessly bound and psychologically crushed by defeat, Comet Lady's virtuous revulsion could not long resist Night Hunter's tantalizing manipulations. Sick with shame at her own weakness, she succumbed to the vile rape. Humiliatingly tracked by the hateful camera, Comet Lady came with explosive intensity.
After surrendering to the hateful molestation, Comet Lady sank to her knees, overwhelmed by the shame of her terrible ravishment. Night Hunter gloatingly taunted the whimpering heroine's weakness.
Enjoying her triumph immensely, Night Hunter continued the vindictive ruin of the virtuous superheroine, by proceeding to remove Comet Lady's mask and expose her true identity.
Night Hunter chortled in glee when she discovered Comet Lady to be none other than crusading newspaperwoman, Wendy Van Heller, the one person she hated even more than the hapless superheroine crouching at her feet.
"Well well! Two birds with one stone! That's priceless!" Mad Daphne chortled in delight, as her victim sniffled in despair at the revelation of her most precious, closely guarded secret.
Night Hunter, insane though she might be, craftily realized she had tarried long enough for this afternoon. Her spiteful retaliation was nearly complete. Now that she knew her victim's dual identity, there would be plenty of future opportunities. She vowed Comet Lady would live in terror of similar future acts of vengeance, a terror she would ensure was well founded.
Knocking her bound foe unconscious, Night Hunter partially untied Comet Lady's bonds, and proceeded to strip her completely naked. The unconscious heroine moaned at the villainess's rough touch, but did not revive from the deadly punch.
Once she securely tied Comet Lady's arms, Night Hunter tossed the end of the Cometite cord over an overhead branch, and hauled the helpless crimefighter to her feet. The terrible pressure on her arms, dislocated the heroine's shoulders and she shrieked in terrible agony as the pain brought her fully awake.
Comet Lady resolutely bit back her fierce cries of pain, as she found herself naked and helplessly suspended from an overhead branch, by the Cometite bonds. She had barely gotten her cries under control, when Night hunter approached and gave her what appeared to be an affectionate hug, then through her mesh mask kissed the whimpering crimefighter on the cheek.
The hapless Comet Lady realized Night Hunter intended to leave her in this humiliating, horribly painful predicament until she was found, perhaps not for days. She gave way to hopeless panic. Fierce pride in tatters, she wept and begged like a child.
The vindictive villainess just laughed at the disgraced superheroine's sniffling pleas.
"I've got your costume, and the tape of our little tryst, Sweety; and I know your secret identity when I want to look you up again! Maybe when I've gotten far enough away, I'll call '911' and let the cops come pick you up! I'm sure they'll be enchanted by your naked charms! Then again maybe I won't! You better pray no one else finds you here like this! An unscrupulous person might take advantage of you! Hah, hah!"
With that final scornful taunt, Night Hunter turned and flew off toward her hidden laboratory, leaving the mortified Comet Lady sobbing in apprehensive misery. Night Hunter would leisurely watch the tape in her hand that evening, and for many evenings to come.
The End.