"Oooohh," the mighty heroine She-ra mutters in a throaty, sexy moan. The blond heroine's still struggling to regain consciousness. "Mmmmnnnhhh," she sighs as her body tries to regain its senses. "Oooohhhh!" she cries out suddenly when she feels a slight burning sensation. Not too painful at first, now it's ... it's hurting her! Where is it? WHAT is it? Her fogged mind can feel the pain but can't pinpoint its location. There - it's on her torso ... on her breasts ... on her ... on her NIPPLES! Someone pulled down the top of her costume to expose them!!
With some concentration, She-ra manages to open her eyes. Through a bleary fog, she slowly discerns the evil Horde mercenary Catra standing above her. The woman's red-booted feet straddle the blonde heroine's body and Catra seems to be pouring something ... some kind of smoking liquid from a mug. She's pouring something from a mug onto She-ra's exposed breasts! "Nnnnhh ... nnnooo ... sstoopp!" She-ra struggles to say, "hur-hurts!". Her mouth feels like it's filled with cotton. She raises her arms to push Catra away and suddenly realizes that her wrists are still cuffed together! And her arms feel so weak! She can barely lift them and the heavy cuffs off her belly.
"Mmmmmeeerrrroooowwwww!!" Catra purrs when she sees shr's eyes open. "Do you like this hot oil treatment, sweetie? It'll do wonders to soften your skin!" the villainess cackles as she continues to pour boiling hot oil onto She-ra's temptingly-exposed nipples. As the villainess carefully dumps the hot liquid on the heroine, she draws lazy circles around and then across the bright red nipples on the blonde's chest. Only the heroine's limited remaining invulnerability prevents the oil from destroying what should be tender female flesh. But the oil still burns because She-ra was terribly weakened in the recent battle with Catra and Kane. Catra's magic-endowed Power Whip stole much of She-ra's magical energy and with it most of her amazing super powers. The mighty heroine writhes and moans on the floor as the oil continues to land on her tender nipples. She tries to get away from Catra and the oil but the evil woman keeps the blonde pinned to the floor.
"You've had your fun, Catra," a male voice says, out of She-ra's sight. "Time to get down to work."
"Rrraaaoowww! Wait a minute, Kane!" Catra roars at General Kane, a Horde leader. She tosses the hot oil aside and holds one palm out toward the Horde general. "She's not done, yet!" With that, Catra drops onto her knees with her pussy just above She-ra's face. Catra pulls aside the thin strip of red cloth covering her womanhood and lowers down onto She-ra's face. "Lick me, She-ra, or you'll suffer a thousand agonies before I let you up. Remember what that whip did to you - and you were in good shape, then! How'd you like a few lashes now!?"
She-ra whimpers when she recalls how she felt when hit by that dreaded whip. Then she sobs briefly when Catra's moist nether lips settle on her face. "How can this be happening to me, She-ra!?!" she thinks sadly. After Catra threatens to use the whip again when She-ra fails to lick the villainess' womanhood, She-ra moans more loudly, aware that she's much too weak to face another whipping. She needs time to recover some of the magical energies she gets from Castle Grayskull. With a sigh of resignation, the stalwart heroine begins to kiss Catra's exposed lips.
"LICK THEM RIGHT, YOU BLONDE BITCH!" Catra roars. Tentatively at first, She-ra's tongue flickers out and teases Catra's labia majora. Then faster and faster she runs her tongue across the evil woman's nether lips, tasting the salty flavor of the woman. "Go inside ... NOW!" Catra commands, reaching backward to grab and squeeze one of She-ra's exposed breasts. Catra squeezes the love mound with all of her mutant strength, crushing the soft white globe inside her cruel fingers.
Utter revulsion sweeps over the heroine but the pain of Catra's pinch convinces her that she's still too weak to resist. Her red tongue slips between Catra's vaginal lips and begins to explore the depths of the woman's vulva, then begins to tease the villainess' clitoris. "Ooohh ... She-ra is sucking me!" Catra cries out as the first bits of pleasure begin to stir within her body. Catra roars with pleasure, "MMMMEEERRRRRRRROOOWWWWW!!" and raises her arms in the air like a victorious prize fighter. Her mind reels at the thought of the famous super heroine being debased ... by HER!
As the blonde's tongue works on the nether regions of the villainess, Catra's body twists and bucks, driving her crotch against She-ra's face and tongue. Faster and faster the two women move, now like a pair of long-time lovers. Suddenly Catra can be heard purring in the room, even above her squeals and yips of pleasure. The room also suddenly fills with grunts and slurps from the blonde's mouth as she becomes lost in her work.
After a few moments, Catra suddenly rocks backward, dropping her arms onto She-ra's taut belly, and cries out, "oooh ... nnnnh ... nnnnnhhhh ... OOOOOHHHH ... MMMMMMMMMMMHHHHH ... MMMMMEEEEERRRRROOOOOOOWWWWW!!!" as her body shudders with an incredibly-powerful orgasm. For almost a minute the villainess cries and moans and her body shakes convulsively as She-ra continues to lick and suck away with enthusiasm. Catra's love juices spew out of her body and stain the heroine's face and neck. She can feel a second orgasm forming when the exhausted heroine suddenly stops tonguing her. "MMOORRREEE!! DDOONN'T STOP NOW!!" the brunette cries in frustration. "MMMOORRRRREEEEE!!!"
"You've gotten enough, kitten," Kane snarls. He grabs Catra by her cape at the back of her neck and pulls the red-clad villainess off the blonde. Catra stumbles backward, onto her feet, cursing the human. She's both dazed and weak from the powerful orgasm she just had or she would slug him! Kane roughly shoves the mercurical mercenary across the small room and as Catra struggles to remain on her feet, Kane lifts a large bucket off the floor.
"I'll ... mmmnnnhhh ... I'll get you, my pretty!" Catra snarls at She-ra. "I'll train you how to treat a lady!"
"Time to get to work, She-ra," he says in an even tone of voice, ignoring the snarling villainess. He pours the contents of the bucket on the heroine's face and breasts. Incredibly cold water, so cold there are chunks of ice in it, cascades down onto the heroine. She-ra gasps and bounces off the floor from the shock to her body. Her wet, matted hair hangs limply against her head and she sputters indignantly.
"Ohhh ... you ... you beast!" she yelps at Kane as she tries to rise to her feet. "You're <spit> your name is King?" she asks, looking up at him. The shockingly cold water leaves her almost breathless, panting and shaking from the cold. There's a large chunk of ice on her chest - she flicks it off and shudders.
"Kane, lady, and you will do well to remember my name, if you know what's good for you!"
The Princess of Power painfully rises to a seated position to gather her bearings. Her golden tresses hang from her head in ropy wet strands and she has to rub her eyes to get the water out of them. She's in some kind of metal room - metal on the walls, floor and ceiling. No windows. And no sign of her magical Sword of Protection! Without that, she can't change back to her secret identity of Adora and she's limited to just her fighting skills against Kane and Catra. Skills that didn't stop them from capturing her ... when? Maybe if she became Adora and then became She-ra again, her energies might be replenished. They're taking too long to return as it is.
Despite this, She-ra can feel a little of her amazing strength and energy returning to her. Did that cold water help? She shivvers slightly from the chilling effect and hopes that she can regain her magical strength soon. She feels so helpless, so weak for some reason. She normally just needs an hour or two to regain her energies - has she been unconsious for less than that? Did the whip do more damage than she thought?
She-ra looks down and sees that the top part of her costume, her lovely white and gold dress, has been pulled down, baring her taut, magnificent breasts. She also sees that her ankles are still bound by a stout chain linking thick metal cuffs on her ankles, just like her wrists' bondage. She tries to pull up the top of her dress to cover her breasts when Kane suddenly reaches down and grabs the chain between her wrist cuffs and jerks them away from her dress.
"On your feet, Princess," he says, lifting the woman onto her feet.
"Princess?" She-ra wonders. "Does he know my secret identity or is he just being sarcastic?"
She-ra has no more time to consider his words. Kane pulls her close to him and forces her cuffed wrists downward, forcing her body to draw close to his. Closer and closer she comes until her hands are the only thing separating his crotch from hers, and they are pinned between the two bodies! Kane's garishly-painted face presses up against She-ra's face and his hot, heavy, foul breath washes over her mouth and nose, repelling her. The man's red-and-black paint, designed to strike fear into his foes, has a small effect on the Princess of Power. He is both attractive and fearsome at the same time. Not like Seahawk, her platonic lover. Seahawk is warm, gentle, careful, considerate. Kane is just raw power and threat.
Kane pulls her closer until she can feel his manhood pressing against her hands, pushing them back into her own womanhood. Kane smiles, the puts his free hand behind her head and pulls her face closer until his lips crush against hers. She struggles to free herself, resists his kiss, but the human just presses harder against her body and eventually his tongue forces its way into her mouth. The defeated heroine sags into his embrace and lets his tongue explore her mouth. "Oooohhhh," she sighs to herself. "When will this all end!? I need my powers back!" she realizes.
Kane abruptly breaks off his kiss. He's demonstrated his power over the woman, for now. He needs to come back again and again, dominating her, making her realize that she's beaten and in his control. Only then can she be given to Horde Prime as a trophy and mistress. Kane smiles at She-ra with dead, cold eyes and backs away from the warrior princess.
She-ra stands in the middle of the room, looking quizzically at Kane. "What's he want with me? Why did he stop with just one forced kiss?" She still shivvers slightly from the cold water still on her body and in the top part of her costume. She's never had a problem like this with the cold - she is a lot weaker than she thought. "If he'll leave me alone long enough, I'll ..."
<SNAP><CRACK><SIZZLE>
"AAAAIIIIEEEEE!!!" she cries out as terrible pain tears into her body.
From behind She-ra, Catra lashed out at the blonde with the Power Whip and the first strike coils the whip around the Princess of Power's upper body, pinning her exposed breasts against her chest. Then Catra presses a stud on the whip's handle, unleashing a magical, energy-draining bolt down the lash and into the blonde's body. Something like electrical sparks fly off the whip where it touches the heroine's fair skin. For almost a minute, She-ra's body bounces up and down on the floor, still on her feet, somehow, her hands trying uselessly to peel the whip off her lovely white breasts as the whip covering them continues to sizzle and spark.
"AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEE!! ST-SSTTTOOPPP!!! HUH-HUH-HURTSSS!!" the blonde cries and begs as Shadow Weaver's hellish techno-sorcery on the whip rips living energy from her body. Suddenly the pain eases as Catra removes the whip and re-coils it. "Ooooohhh!" the Princess of Power sighs, putting a hand to her forehead in relief. Once again, she has odd feelings in her loins, feelings like when last visited by Seahawk ...
<SNAP><CRACK><SIZZLE>
"IIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!! NNNOOOOO!!!" She-ra cries as the whip lashes out again, this time wrapping around her waist. Again the whip unleashes its terrible energy-draining force on her body. And for the first time, her white skirt rips where it is touched by the Power Whip. Her costume, a costume which she thought was invulnerable, is now being cut by the whip!!
The blonde struggles again to remove the whip from her waist, even as more of her magical energies leave her body and weaken her. She can barely stand now from the whip's punishment. At last the foul whip uncoils from her body and disappears. She-ra stands still, panting for breath and rubbing her waist to ease the pain caused by the whip. Dully, she knows she must escape from Catra and Kane before ...
<SNAP><CRACK><SIZZLE>
"<URK> AAAAHHHH <GASP> OOOOOOUUUWWW <URK>" the Princess of Power cries as Catra's Power Whip wraps tightly around her long thin neck, cutting off her air supply. Once again the dreaded weapon sends a powerful jolt of energy into the heroine, bleeding off more of her magical energy and burning her lovely white skin in the process. A deep red welt remains on her neck after Catra retrieves the lash and coils it for another strike. The helpless heroine, barely able to stand on her legs at this point, massages her neck to ease the terrible pain.
"I've <cough> got to escape!" She-ra tells herself when ...
<SNAP><CRACK><SIZZLE>
"AAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!! OOOOUUUUWWWWWW!!" She-ra cries as the lash wraps around her legs, pinning them together. The pain on her thighs is so extreme, she is close to losing consciousness.
"Heee heee hhheeeee!!" Catra gloats at She-ra's obvious pain. "Have a good trip on *Air Catra*!" she jokes, yanking the whip and causing the heroine to fall flat on her face. As the Princess of Power struggles on her belly, her shackled arms pinned under her body, her legs twitch and jerk as the Power Whip punishes her body and steals more of her amazing energies. The room fills with the sizzling snarl of the whip as it burns the heroine's legs and drains more of her magical powers. Kane and Catra laugh as the blonde begs for the pain to stop.
The once-mighty heroine's eyes slowly close and her head settles on the floor. A trickle of saliva pools on the floor under her face as her body sags, lying limply on the floor. Even unconsciousness won't stop Catra from extracting her revenge on the heroine who defeated her so often. For several minutes, Catra retrieves the whip, coils it, and strikes again and again, whipping the heroine's creamy white body with the tip of the whip. Once in a while, when she manages to wrap part of the lash around a leg or arm, Catra presses the stud on the handle and more of She-ra's energy travels back up the whip, but most of the blows are done just to damage the woman. Slowly her red cape and the back of her white and gold dress shreds under the savage bite of the Power Whip. From time to time, her body bumps off the floor and she moans deliciously, but she doesn't regain consciousness.
As weakened as she now is, wide red welts are forming on her shoulders, back and legs from the whip. Her lovely white skin has been marred by the Power Whip. Through the holes in her costume, the effects of the whip sharply contrast with the white of her costume. Sections of her back are raw and as red as her torn cape.
With the back of the heroine's costume in shreds and exhausted herself, Catra finally stops whipping She-ra. "<Puff> ... <pant> your ... <puff> turn, Kane," she finally says, leaning against one wall, the whip hanging down around her ankles. "Mmmmmeerrrrooowwww that felt good! High time, too!" Catra gloats as she watches Kane bend down to unhook the shackles around their captive's ankles. Next he lifts the heroine off the floor. She-ra moans as the man's hands touch her body, lifting her by putting a hand on either side her chest. He raises the heroine to her feet, holding her body upright in front of his body facing away from him. He looks briefly at the welts on her back, then his hands slide forward and he slips them over her protruding breasts. His rough hands envelop the soft white mounds and bring a low, throaty moan to her mouth when he squeezes her.
"NNnnnnhhh ... puh-please ... ooohh ... stop!" she finally begs in a soft, weak voice after regaining consciousness. Her hands rise in a vain attempt to remove Kane's large hands from her breasts but the weight of the chain is too much for her in her weakened state and her arms drop down. Her head sags forward on her breast and she again begs the man to stop.
"Please ... Kane ... don't do this ... oooohhhh ... to meeeee!" She-ra is suddenly aware of wetness between her legs. From the whip? From Kane's hands? She-ra is unaccustomed to such a feeling and doesn't know what to do but his caresses DO feel nice after that whipping from Catra!
Then Kane begins to pinch her blood-engorged nipples between his fingers, making She-ra moan louder and sag in his hands. The longer Kane squeezes and plays with her breasts, the more She-ra feels a familiar but unwanted stirring in her loins. The more the wetness between her legs increases. Being held by this villain is as thrilling as being held by Seahawk, but that isn't right! She-ra struggles again to get free of Kane but once again she can't muster the energy to resist!
When the heroine's struggles seem about to fail for the last time, Kane suddenly releases his tight grip on her breasts and reaches his hands forward to grasp the wrist cuffs. He unlocks the cuffs and lets them drop to the floor. Then he steps away from the woman, turning her around to face him as he backs away. She sways on unsteady legs and looks at the Horde general through half-closed eyes, her blood racing and her libido raging from his touch. "I take it you don't want to stay here with us?" She-ra nods weakly that he's right although in her mind she's fighting herself to suppress the feelings he has aroused. "Fine, you can leave. The door is behind me, She-ra. Go! Before I change my mind!" Then the Horde general adopts a power pose, legs slightly spread apart, hands on his waist.
She-ra shakes her head to focus on his words and looks at the man through still-half-closed eyes, then looks over at Catra lounging against one wall of the metal-lined room. "Are they serious? I can leave ... just like that?" the Mistress of Might wonders. She-ra begins to walk around the right side of Kane when the man's arm suddenly flies upward and his thick forearm strikes the front of her neck in a powerful *clothesline* that makes the woman step backward, hands on her throat, gasping for air.
"You can leave any time you want, She-ra," Kane explains. "You just have to get past me to do it." The villainous Horde general laughs at his little trick and crosses his arms over his chest. Again he spreads his legs and glowers at the heroine, who's still trying to get her breath back.
"May <urk> be my <cough> only chance!" She-ra resolves, charging at Kane. Just before reaching him, she stops and whirls around on one foot, raising her left boot up to kick Kane in his chest. The man smiles and easily grabs her boot out of the air, stops it, then twists it cruelly, dumping the blonde down onto the floor on her belly with her left leg still raised up, her ankle tightly held by Kane.
Kane looks at her white panties, clearly visible between the raised remnants of her torn dress, then laughs, "All the agility of a cow, She-ra!" Then he twists her leg slightly to one side and stamps down on the inside of her right thigh.
"AAAAOOOOWWWW!!" She-ra cries out as incredible pain rips into her thigh. This isn't possible! How can a mere human inflict pain on the Princess of Power. Does he have mutant strength like Catra?
Again Kane stomps on her leg and again She-ra cries out, "OOOOHHHH ... NNNNOOO!!" Her hands beat on the cold metal floor as a useless attempt to stop the villain's painful attack.
He drops her leg and turns his back on the heroine, walks a few feet, and turns again to face her. She looks so pretty, so helpless lying on her belly, her legs spread invitingly and her crotch covered only by her (now-stained) thin white panties. Once again he crosses his arms and spreads his legs to await her next move. A smug smile crosses his face briefly, then he glares at the woman as she struggles to her hands and knees. She sways as her damaged leg struggles to keep her up - she has to focus her mind to blot out the pain in her thigh. How can this have happened to Etheria's mightiest heroine? Why haven't her powers returned yet?
"So, you still wish to leave us, She-rrrrra?" Catra asks in a sickly-sweet voice. "Was it something we said?"
As the Mistress of Might waits on hands and knees, she is surprised that she feels somewhat stronger, despite two vicious moves by the man. She would never have felt his blows if her power was at full strength. Even as weak as she feels now, she discovers that she's able to shake off the effects of his hits fairly quickly - she's still quite a bit stronger than this human! If only Catra's Power Whip hadn't taken so much of her magical energy! The mighty Princess of Power rises shakily to her feet and again faces Kane. "This time ... gotta take it slowly," She-ra decides. The Mistress of Might warily approaches Kane and raises her hands for combat.
"Oooooo! Mighty She-ra attacks! Don't wet your pants in fear, Kane!" Catra taunts from one side of the room. She still makes no effort to intervene or to use her whip again. Nevertheless, She-ra keeps a wary eye on the feline fatale as she begins her attack on Kane. Her small hands whirl like buzz saw blades as she throws punches and open-hand chops at the man. Kane responds by batting away her hands with his own hands and forearms. Nonetheless, She-ra's relentless attack slowly forces the man back toward the doorway and her morale begins to soar - she might get past him! His grunts in response to some of her blows attest to her returning super strength. She just might do this!
One of her open-hand strikes leaves Kane an opening and the man grabs her bicep and pins her left arm between his arm and his chest. He turns abruptly and She-ra shrieks from the pain in her arm as it's twisted cruelly to one side. She finds her body twisting to follow Kane as he bends her arm back against his chest. Suddenly the man's left arm snakes forward and he hits her chin with his open palm even as his right leg hooks behind her left ankle. The heroine drops backward from the assault and screams in pain - Kane still has her left arm in a tight grip and she's bending it the wrong way as she falls.
At the last second, Kane releases her left arm and the heroine lands on her back with a loud thump. The man gives the woman no time to rest - he leaps forward and up and drops onto the floor on his back with a loud clang - his elbow lands directly on She-ra's belly and the woman folds up around the elbow. She <WHUFFS> as she blows the air out of her lungs in reaction to the punch.
The groaning heroine rolls onto her right side and curls into a slight ball to ease the pain in her belly. At the same time, Kane quickly rises to his feet and turns to face the woman's back. He steps close to her and executes an expert knee-drop onto the gap between her hips and her exposed ribs, forcing She-ra to scream and to exhale again.
"Nnnnnhhh ... <puff> nnooo mmoorrree!" the heroine moans, defeated by a mere human! And this despite the fact that she has more strength and invulnerability than he does. Only his vicious attacks saved him from her wrath! Now she hurts too much to snap back onto her feet. But she must if she's to escape these terrible villains! She-ra slowly continues rolling to her right until she can once more rise to hands and knees.
<THUD> as Kane kicks the woman in her ribs, launching her several feet until her body slams against one metal wall and drops down onto her belly. "OOooooohhh," She-ra moans from the latest attack, "he fights dirty!" For Kane IS attacking her - he's no longer content to let her try to escape. Now the man is trying to show her who's boss here! The Horde general steps close to the blonde and grabs her cape, which is still connected to the woman by the choker around her neck. He pulls on the cape, lifting the woman's upper body off the cold metal floor. He backs toward the center of the room, dragging She-ra with him by his hold on her cape. Her boots drag on the floor and although she tries to rise from this embarassing position, her hands slip on the floor and she can't get up.
"Ever wish you could fly, heroine?" the man says smugly. Then Kane begins to spin in a circle, slowly raising She-ra off the floor as she swings around his body, face down, held by her cape. Faster and faster Kane spins around, laughing at the heroine as her arms and legs flail uselessly, unable to stop her wild flight. The man abruptly releases her cape and the heroine flies across the room, slamming feet-first into a wall and again collapsing hard onto the floor.
The Princess of Power has no chance to recover. Kane rushes over and lifts the woman up high, holding her with one hand under her neck, the other under her butt. Then he drops to one knee and flicks his hands around to her face and groin and pushes her down onto his outstretched knee, slamming the small of her back onto it. "AAAAAIIIIIEEEEEEE!!" She-ra screams as terrible pain lances through her body from her back. She lies with her head and boot-heels on the floor, her back still on Kane's knee. Her arms flutter uselessly, too weak to help her. The man raises his hands high, clasps them together, and slams them down onto her exposed stomach in a thunderous punch.
"<WWHUUUFFF!>" She-ra grunts. Her body convulses upward from the blow, then sags back down. "Nnnnnnoooo!" she begs the man, unable to recover from his punishing blows. Kane silently grins at the poor woman and slowly rises to his feet, again lifting the woman with a hand on the back of her neck and the other on her butt. "Nnnooo!" She-ra begs again when she realizes he's going to repeat the backbreaker. He does. "AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!" She-ra screams when she again slams onto his knee. This time Kane rises to his feet, letting the Mistress of Might's body fall to the floor, where she curls into a ball. One hand reaches backward to rub her spine, to try to ease some of the terrible pains she feels.
"Well, I've had my fun, Catra," Kane says to his partner. "Unless you want to play some more, I think it's time to take her to the MegaBeam. Let's see if this invention of HordeWorks really does as it's supposed to do."
"No, I can play with her later, Kane. Let's get her hooked up before she recovers."
The two villains move over to the stricken Princess of Power, still lying on her side on the floor. The tip of Catra's boot pushes the blonde over onto her belly, then the red-clad Horde mercenary and her male associate reach down and lift the heroine by her arms. Each holds one arm tightly as the trio leaves the small metal room and turns down a corridor. The corridor is also lined with some kind of metal, She-ra notes as she's carried along by the Horde thugs. She suddenly gasps when, some twenty meters ahead she sees ... Etheria! "Goddess of Grayskull! I'm in space!" She-ra realizes. "That must be why my energy returns so slowly - I'm too far away from Castle Grayskull!"
The trio abruptly turn into a room off the corridor, another spare metal cell with some kind of low-ceilinged green chamber in the back and a lot of odd-looking electrical equipment along either side. "Step lively, She-ra," Catra chortles, spanking the Princess of Power. "Can't leave Horde Prime waiting!"
"Waiting for what, Catra?" She-ra replies. Her question goes unanswered as Catra takes her into the chamber and hooks her wrists to thick metal cuffs connected to the wall by stout chains. "You don't think this will hold me, even here in space, do you, Catra?" She-ra has to struggle to keep her voice from breaking. There must be more to this bondage than mere chains. Not even Catra is so stupid as to suppose that mere chains would hold the Princess of Power!
Then Catra surprises the heroine by kneeling in front of her and gently lifting her left leg off the floor. Catra says nothing as she removes She-ra's boot, slowly, caressing the heroine's thigh and calf. "Stop this, Catra!" She-ra protests, again feeling a warm wetness in her crotch as the evil woman's hand lightly caresses her bare skin. Catra says nothing and continues until the boot comes off the blonde's left leg. Then Catra begins to repeat the process, working on the Princess of Power's right boot. This too is tossed aside. As She-ra stands before Catra, the villainess continues to hold the heroine's bare foot.
"Nice little toes, She-ra," Catra purrs as she holds She-ra's foot in her palm. "Nice shade of red on your nails, too. Is it the color of your blood? Hmmmm. Won't talk, will you? Siigghhh, must I find out for myself?" The Horde villainess lifts the foot higher and swallows the woman's big toe in one gulp, then begins to suck on it and tickle it with her tongue.
"WHAT ... WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" the rebel leader protests as Catra starts sucking her toe. "STOP THIS!" she orders when Catra shifts her attention to another toe. "OOooohh ... stop!" She-ra protests as the villainess continues to suck on her toes. Catra's foul tongue then begins to lick the bottom of She-ra's feet, making the heroine shake from the tickling/sensual feelings this gives her.
"Catra ... please stop ... I beg oooohhhh," She-ra moans when the villainess' tongue turns to the woman's long legs. Catra slowly works her tongue up the inside of She-ra's left leg, past her knee and up her thigh to the white panties, then down the right leg. She pauses to lick the backs of She-ra's knees, which makes the captive heroine sigh and shudder from the sensation.
After several minutes of this unwanted attention from Catra, She-ra is happy when the woman finally quits. She can no longer deny the odd feeling she's been having in her crotch and the wetness that has dampened her panties. She's only felt a portion of this feeling and had only a small amount of wetness around Seahawk. These two villains must be doing something to her ...
"HEY!, CUT THAT OUT!" She-ra protests when Catra slips behind her and grabs her right breast.
"These are more than chains, She-ra," Kane explains. "You're hooked to something designed by HordeWorks, our weapons designers in the Fright Zone. We call this the MegaBeam. It runs on energy and we believe that YOUR energy will give us all the power we need. The more you struggle, the more effort you put in getting free, the more power we will draw from you." What he doesn't tell the woman is that only a small part of her energy will be drawn through the chains. He has a much more delicious way to drain her magical energy!
"What do you mean? Why do you want my energy?" the defiant heroine snaps, still plucky despite her ordeal and predicament.
"Oh, you'll see soon enough!" Catra says.
"Perhaps you should remove those rags she's wearing," Kane says, pointing at She-ra's ruined costume.
"Noo, you can't!" She-ra protests. With these two, resistance if futile! From behind the blonde, Catra reaches her arms around She-ra and grabs the top of her dress. Then she YANKS the top down, ripping the last of the costume off her body. She-ra is left wearing her leather wrist guards, her tiara, and her choker. The rest of her beautiful costume lies on the floor around her bare feet.
"As long as you're close to her, Catra, why don't you start?" Kane asks. She-ra looks at him quizzically. Start what?
"Mmmmmmrrrrrroooowwwww! That's a GRRRRAND idea Kane!" The Horde mercenary reaches her hands around to the front of She-ra and cups each of the woman's near-perfect breasts in her hands, then jiggles them.
"CATRA!! Stop that THIS INSTANT!" She-ra sputters indignantly.
Catra's reply is to lean closer to the heroine and nuzzle her ear, teasing it with the tip of her tongue.
"Ooooohhhh ... d-don't do uuuuuuhhhhh that, Catra!" She-ra commands. In response, Catra gently squeezes the soft round orbs in her hands and delicately pinches She-ra's engorged nipples between her fingers.
"Ooooooooooo ... nnnooooOOOO!" She-ra moans as unwanted ... and unfamiliar sensations begin to overwhelm her body. Not with a woman! She wanted these sensations to come from a lover ... Seahawk, not from a foe! "Mmmmmnnnnhhhh," the Princess of Power moans as Catra's tongue and hands shatter her resistance. She-ra's head falls backward, stopping on Catra's left shoulder as the villainess continues to stroke and squeeze the heroine's luscious lobes. Then the Mistress of Might gasps when Catra slides one hand down across the woman's flat belly and across the stubby golden hairs above her crotch.
"No ... please ... Catra ... d-don't," She-ra begs in a soft voice. Catra's slow laughter into She-ra's ear only stimulates the heroine more. The tip of Catra's longest finger slowly slides between the blonde's labia majora and along the inside of the lips. She-ra's body shudders as convulsions of pleasure wrack her body. She can barely remain on her feet at this unaccustomed sensual assault. Then she HAS to sag in her chains when Catra runs the tip of her finger around She-ra's clit - the first time she's been touched here by anyone! The blood-engorged nub explodes in a paroxysm of pleasure that totally destroys any resistance left in the heroine. Kane smiles cruelly at her helpless and delicious moans.
"Don't forget, Catra, Horde Prime wants to be the first to make a real woman of She-ra," Kane reminds the cat-like villainess.
"If you mean he wants to be the first to boink her, I already know that, you stupid male," Catra snarls at her ally. "And he will be the first. I can tell - she's never had a man, before. But maybe we can go in the back door, even if we can't use the front door, eh, She-ra?"
By now, She-ra is panting and gasping and moaning more than she ever has done in her life. She's never ... NEVER felt such pleasures of the body before. Her eyes are closed, her chin rests on her chest, and she sags in her cuffs. She can really feel a wetness between her legs ... between her legs and sliding down the inside of both thighs. What is Catra doing to her? And what are they talking about? Back door? Front door?
"AAAAAAOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!! AAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!! NNNNOOOOOO ... CATRA ... SSTTOOPPPPP!!" She-ra cries out when tremendous pain suddenly rips through her body from the vicinity of her ... her butt! Her eyes bulge open and she struggles to get away from Catra. She stretches her chains as she struggles to get away from whatever Catra is doing. Suddenly she gasps in surprise as the villainess begins to encircle her neck with a rope or a cord or ... "MY GOD NO," She-ra suddenly realizes. "THE WHIP!!!
"AAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" She-ra screams when Catra presses the stud on the handle of the Power Whip. The hellish device sends a jolt of electrical energy into her throat while, at the same time, it leaches more of the dwindling amount of arcane energy left her body. For an eternity, the heroine's naked body bucks and jerks in its chains and her screams thunder through the room. Catra finally releases the stud and the terrible currents cease, giving She-ra a chance to rest. She again sags limply in her chains, sobbing from the pain inflicted on her body.
"That was nice, Catra, but I think the flow of her juices slowed down when you shocked her," Kane says. "Perhaps you should not use the whip on her. Our little princess here isn't aroused by rough stuff, it seems." With that, Kane moves into the small area holding Catra and She-ra and connects a small cup on two straps to the blonde's crotch, covering her nether lips. She-ra is too weak and distracted to pay attention to the Horde general. Even when a soft hissing begins between her legs, she doesn't react. She just doesn't care, as long as Catra isn't using that horrible whip on her!
"AAAAAAOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!! AAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! NNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" She-ra abruptly screams when Catra suddenly jams the handle of the whip up her anus, driving the two-inch wide metal plug into the other virginal hole on the heroine. She-ra continues to scream and begs Catra to stop but the villainess relentlessly shoves the five-inch long rod up the heroine's anus until it's entirely inside the woman.
While she plays with one of She-ra's breasts and nipples, Catra slowly (then faster and faster) begins to trombone the whip handle in and out of She-ra. Catra nibbles on She-ra's earlobe and blows into her ear and aggressively pinches the heroine's nipple.
Kane notes the agony on the heroine's face as Catra moves the whip handle faster and faster. "My god, Catra, have you never made love to a woman?"
"No, but I have tortured my fair share!" Catra replies, lost in a frenzy of ramming the whip handle into She-ra's anus. Catra yelps when Kane suddenly interrupts her and pushes her away from the hapless heroine.
"Get away from her, woman, this is man's work!" the Horde officer orders. He roughly shoves Catra's shoulder, pushing her away from She-ra. Then Kane steps behind the heroine and slowly drops his skin-tight leggings. He strokes his long shaft for a minute or so, then moves closer to the heroine's backside. Her bleating and sobbing die down with the end of Catra's torment. Slowly she begins to wonder what Kane's doing behind her. Fear briefly overwhelms her, fear based on the tortures they've done thus far to her.
Kane gently rubs a gel on the tip and sides of his tool, a gel obtained from HordeWorks for just such an occasion. With practiced ease, Kane slips his long thick shaft into She-ra's *back door*. After several painful strokes, painful for gShe-ra, that is, Kane gets over seven inches into the woman before her snug anus stops further progress.
As She-ra whimpers helplessly from the man's pokes, Kane slips a hand around in front of the woman and begins to play with one of her breasts, just as Catra did. He also whispers into her shell-like ear and nibbles an ear lobe. With consummate skill, the man works on the woman, caressing her breast and plunging into her anus, until both begin an ancient rhythm leading toward orgasmic release. Despite her predicament, She-ra feels her body succumbing to the man's assault. Unwanted and new feelings surge through her body - her breath comes in pants and gasps, her skin becomes warm and flushed, she makes little gutteral mouse noises from pain/pleasure, and still her body surfs higher and higher on a wave of pleasure.
"Oooooohhhh YYYEEESSSS!!! DON'T ... STTOOPPP!!" she begs as an explosion begins in her loins. Her chin drops onto her upper chest and her teeth grind as she tries to stop the landslide within her body.
"HordeWorks gave me a potion to use on you, She-ra," the man explains in a clinical voice as he rams her anus. "Not only does it make it easier for me to fit inside you, it also contains a powerful aphrodesiac which works only on women. As your body absorbs the gel, you will lose your desire to resist me, or any man, and you will begin to want more and more of this from me, or from Horde Prime. You will begin to have orgasms as ..."
"MMMOOORRREEE!!" she suddenly cries out, then "OOOOHHHH OOOHHHH AAAAHHHH AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!" pours from her mouth as the Princess of Power has her first clitoral orgasm. Her juices pump from her body into the cup between her legs and are sucked down into the MegaBeam. Saliva trickles down one cheek and she collapses again, hanging upright from her wrist cuffs. Kane continues to plunge into the woman, harder and harder and HARDER!
The ruthless General Kane doesn't stop! His rock-hard pole continues into and from the heroine's anus and he shifts to an attack on her other ear and breast. "Oooohhh ... please ... no more!" She-ra begs, her eyes half-closed from her first orgasm. Kane says nothing but continues working on her body and a few minutes later is rewarded when another mighty orgasm wracks She-ra's virginal body. And he STILL has an erection! Kane manages to give She-ra two more orgasms (as Catra watches, enviously) before he finally explodes massively into the woman's anus. So much of his jism pumps out, her body can't contain it all and some slides out of her rear hole and down the back of her thighs. After her last orgasm, She-ra finally loses consciousness from the unwanted and previously-unexperienced orgasms. Kane and the gel have done it!
Satisfied - for the moment - Kane pulls up his leggings and passes the heroine who's hanging helplessly from her wrist cuffs. He crosses the room to check some panels along one wall and smiles with satisfaction. "Your turn, Catra." he says as he sags into a chair by the panel. "See if you can get her to cum this time, pussycat. If you must use the whip, smear some of this gel on it." He tosses the small jar to the woman. "I'm sure you enjoy hurting her, but we need her to cum if we're to have any luck with the MegaBeam."
Catra glowers at the insolent man, then rises from her seat along the far wall. As she rises, she picks up a large wooden case with *CATRA* painted on the side and top. She opens the box and pulls out a gigantic rubber-like dildo and rubs some of the special lubricant on it. "From what you say, Kane, this juice is not only going to enable me to put this into She-ra, it will also give her case of the horneys!" Catra asks Kane. Kane nods at the villainess and smiles, then wraps his hand around his crotch as if saying, "won't be as good as me!"
Now Catra moves behind the super heroine and, after covering the tip of the dildo with the gel, begins to slide it into the woman's ravaged hole. Once again She-ra revives when her pristine body is violated. "NNNOOOO ... Catra, please ... don't!" She-ra begs uselessly. Catra merely chuckles as she works the dildo into the heroine. Now it's her turn to plunge into the heroine and play with her breasts and ears. As a woman, Catra knows what turns her on, so she does her best with She-ra. Her best works quite well. In seconds, the Princess of Power has her first orgasm from Catra and in the space of a few minutes, three more orgasms thunder through her body. "IIII'MMMM CCCUUUMMMMIIINNNGGG!!" the heroine cries out weakly, finally understanding what her body is doing to her. When Catra finishes her last attack, she pulls the dildo out of the heroine with a sloppy wet <SLURP> and moves out of the MegaBeam cell.
"Get enough that time, *man*?" Catra asks Kane in an insulting tone of voice. There's also a tinge of sadness in her voice - She-ra got all the fun! Why couldn't Kane show Catra some attention? Catra slowly returns to her seat on the bench along the far wall of the room and cleans her dildo before returning it to its case.
"Catra! Fire up the MegaBeam!" Kane commands the woman after checking some dials.
The jealous she-bitch rises slowly from her and leaves the room, headed toward the ship's control room. There is a low whine which becomes a louder and louder rumble, followed by a solid thrumming on the deck of the space ship. She-ra slowly opens her eyes and looks up at Kane. Her long golden tresses have lost all of their body and hang like wet spaghetti across her forehead and shoulders and her eyes are half-closed. "Whu-what's happen ... happening?" She-ra asks dully.
"We got almost a hundred rebels with one shot!" Catra says, rushing into the room.
"Oh my god, did you just kill a 100 people?" She-ra cries out. She can't face the thought that she might be involved in the death of a 100 people!
"No, your love juices gave us the energy to CAPTURE 100 people for transport to the Fright Zone to become slaves of the Horde," Catra crows. "And She-rrrrra, this is just ... the ... beginning! Haw haw haw haw!"
"NNNOOOOOOOOOOO!!" She-ra cries out as Catra returns to the control room and the MegaBeam fires a second and third time. Kane and Catra take turns raping the woman and arousing her to get more cum to power the MegaBeam. The geeks at HordeWorks were right - a woman's energy works very well and She-ra's sorcerous energy, drawn from her body in her super-jism, gives the beam super power! After just one day, over a thousand of the inhabitants of Etheria have been transported from the planet's surface to huge holding cells inside the Horde ship.
"I saw Princess Glimmer and Bow and Madam Razz and Hurley-Burley and even She-ra's horse down in the holds, Kane!" Catra gloats after the latest shot. "Our holds are full of people and animals and rebels! Only rebel leader we missed is Adora. She's probably hiding somewhere, afraid to face us!"
"Oh, no, not ..." She-ra chokes, ashamed of her role today's disaster for the rebel cause. She thought she would ruin a Horde attack on Whispering Woods but she actually just made one easier, one that cost the Horde no casualties! All of her friends, aboard ship and packed for transport to the Fright Zone!
"Time to take She-ra to Horde Prime," Kane tells Catra. "I'm sure our Master will be pleased with our work this day. Want me to drive ...?"
"I'll drive!" Catra yells, racing from the room.
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As their spaceship travels toward Horde World, Kane leaves Catra at the ship's helm and returns to She-ra's lonely cell. "How are you doing, heroine?" he says in an insulting tone. He knows that he -- HE, General Kane, broke the mighty heroine, not Catra, not the tricks provided by HordeWorks. Kane is positive that his genius and skills captured her and broke the spirit of this heroine. Not just to get her jism to power the MegaBeam, but to make her meek and submissive when she's given to Horde Prime as his newest mistress. Kane can do anything to the woman except kill her or take her virginity. Horde Prime wants the honor of taking She-ra's virginity. Some of her despair is because she knows this will be her fate when she gets to Horde World.
Kane decides that this time, instead of beating her, he will work on her submissiveness. The man approaches the semi-conscious heroine and opens a small jar containing a special gel made at HordeWorks, the Horde's research and development center. He smears a little of the gel on She-ra's large, soft breasts. As he works the gel into her mounds, She-ra moans from the sensual pleasure he's giving her. After a few moments, She-ra's eyes open and she licks her lips seductively. The gel is a powerful aphrodesiac and after penetrating her body, she suddenly has a powerful *itch* between her legs.
"Mmmmnnnnhhhh, Kane, whu-what are nnnnnhhh are you doing uuuhhhh tooooo meeeeeee!" the blonde gasps as her body suddenly shudders from the effects of the gel. Her whole body tingles with a passionate heat that needs to be cooled.
Kane smiles at the aroused woman and lowers his tight black and red leggings down to his knees, baring his large tool before the heroine. An erection is starting to form, fueled by the sight of the woman struggling in her chains, moaning from the lust overwhelming her body. Kane moves close to the woman and rubs the tip of his tool against the crack below the blond hairs on her mons. "Oooooooohhh ... Kane ... dooooo something ... please!" She-ra begs helplessly, controlled by the chemicals in her body. His member feels soooo nice against her nether lips - why won't he do something and satisfy these strange needs? So near, but so far!
She-ra barely notices when Kane opens first her left, then her right cuff. Her arms drop limply to her sides and she sways as if she might fall when Kane puts his hands on her shoulders (his touch there makes her moan again), then lowers her to her knees in front of him. "Open your mouth, princess," Kane orders the befuddled woman.
"Nnnooo ... I ... can't do" (Kane's hand covers her left breast and he gently squeezes it) "ooooooohhhh ... stuh-stop" (as one hand gently squeezes her left breast, he runs his other hand through her hair, dragging his finger tips across her head, massaging it) "ooohhh ... goddessssss ... mmmmnnnnhhh!" and She-ra opens her mouth for the man. Her body shudders again from his touch and the chemicals in her body.
Kane slowly advances on the woman and notes with appreciation that she lifts one hand to guide him into her mouth. "Don't know if she's done this before or not, but her help shows her willingness to suck me," he thinks. "Take it all in, She-ra," he commands the woman. She-ra moans and although disgust tells her to resist, his caresses weaken her resolve. The woman slowly opens her mouth and wraps it around Kane's large tool. As he teeth lightly drag across the top of his tool, she tickles the bottom with her tongue. Kane lets her set the pace and smiles when the mighty heroine pulls him entirely into her mouth. As a reward, Kane takes his hand off her head and begins to stroke her right breast.
She-ra moans from Kane's hands - that and the fact that he's pushing the gel into her skin. His hands feel soooo good. She never thought that a villain could make her feel so ... so aroused. A wetness begins to form once again between her legs, seeping from her nether lips down the insides of her thighs to be captured by the small receptacle covering her nether lips. Her jism is sucked into the MegaBeam's chamber to be stored for use later. She ignores the feeling and concentrates on sliding her mouth back and forth along the length of Kane's member. She tightens her lips around him and begins sucking during times when she slides his tool out of her mouth. When Kane moans from the pleasure she's providing, a She-ra's of spirit soars in happiness while her mind screams "TRAITOR!!!".
Kane manages to hold out for several minutes of powerful fellatio from the heroine. She can't bring all of his huge member into her mouth but she does swallow most of it. More importantly, she's somehow picked up some nice techniques, especially concerning her tongue! Horde Prime will be greatly pleased with his new toy.
Suddenly She-ra reaches a hand between Kane's legs and drives two fingers up his anus. Kane roars from the amazing pleasure this causes and he explodes in a massive orgasm from the feelings of being butt-fucked by this super woman. Massive spurts of jism flood She-ra's mouth and she gags from the onslaught. She pulls away from Kane's tool and his jism spurts onto her face, covering her lips and chin with his milky love juice. Another spurt and the tops of her breasts get dosed by his cum. She-ra recovers and moves her head forward to surround his tool. She begins sucking him, pulling more jism from him, which she hungrily swallows.
A few minutes later, the woman pulls her fingers out of Kane's butt and releases his limp tool from her mouth. She sags backward and sits on her feet. Kane sways above her, his eyes half-closed. "My god she's good!" Kane thinks. "Too good for Horde Prime! Where in Sheol did she learn THAT trick? Is she a slut, after all, or did she just think that what we did to her she could do to me? Good for the goose ... I'll be saddened to turn her over to Horde Prime but to him she must go," he thinks, sadly. He covets this woman as his own personal slave.
"That was an adequate first time effort, She-ra," Kane lies, hoping to spur the woman to work harder at pleasing him and Horde Prime. She looks up at him with half-closed eyes and manages a weak smile. Her cum-soaked face and breasts make Kane laugh at this pitiful super heroine. Take away her mighty powers and she's just another slut!
"Get up, She-ra," he orders a second later. She-ra looks at him dully, not understanding what he wants now. Kane reaches down and grabs the woman's wrists, lifting them upward. Kane pulls She-ra to her feet and holds her steady as he returns her wrists to the cuffs.
"Please .. let me rest," She-ra begs. "I'm ... I'm so tired." The super woman is now far away from Etheria and Castle Grayskull and most of her magical energy was taken from her by Catra's Power Whip and the MegaBeam device. She's little more than an ordinary female now.
"You'll get lots of rest on Horde World," Kane replies coldly. "For now, we want you to stay here and be no trouble for us. If you are troublesome, we'll have to punish you. Do you want to be punished?"
"No."
"*No* what?"
"No sir."
"*No sir*? *NO SIR*?" Kane barks, leaning his face close to She-ra's. "I am more than a mere *sir*, She-ra, as will Horde Prime be!"
"No ... my master," the humiliated She-ra says softly, quaking before the powerful human. "Is this my fate?" she wonders. "I've never been so terrified. I've never felt this weak before!" Tears begin to fall from her eyes and Kane suddenly smiles at the helpless heroine.
"Just remember that, slut, and you will not be punished too much by your new master, Horde Prime," Kane says, turning to leave.
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An hour or so later, the half-asleep She-ra suddenly awakens to a terrible noise. Catra has managed to pipe sounds from the holds (which contain almost a thousand people snatched from Etheria by the MegaBeam) into She-ra's cell. After realizing what she's hearing, She-ra begins to cry and sob hysterically at the torment she's caused. SHE'S caused - those evil villains made her cum and used the energy in her cum to power the MegaBeam. To capture her friends! Deep despair washes over the heroine and she sags in her chains, helpless ... powerless ... utterly defeated!
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Time passes and the Princess of Power drifts in and out of sleep, hanging from her chains. She can't drop low enough to rest on her knees so her arms must bear her full weight. In her weakened state, she sometimes gets shooting pains in her biceps, pains that she has NEVER known before. From time to time, she sobs and cries at her situation.
She awakens fully as Kane and Catra enter the small room containing the MegaBeam controls and her prison chamber. Kane and Catra are about to have another *playtime* with the pitiable wreck that She-ra has become. She-ra can barely remain on her feet and if not for the stout chains holding her, she would be curled in a ball on the floor. She fades in and out of consciousness from the constant rapings and beatings and other tortures conceived by Catra and done by her and Kane. Their efforts to get her to cum have given them a large container charged with her magical energy, more than enough to power the MegaBeam and other inventions back at HordeWorks.
"Damnit Kane!" and exasperated Catra tells the human male. "She-ra's had all the fun on this trip!" Catra stamps a boot heel on the floor.
"You seem to have enjoyed yourself whipping her, Catra," Kane replies. "What's your beef?"
"I mean, if I'm not screwing her tight little ass, you are. I'm ... well, I'M NOT GETTING ANY!" the woman replies hautily.
"Are you saying ...?"
"You know damn well what I'm saying, Kane. DO ME!"
Kane thinks about Catra's outburst for a few moments. "That would be a waste of our efforts. We should both *do* She-ra, not each other."
"But don't you see," Catra whines, aching for Kane to take her, "if we do this right, we can torment her terribly? We put lots of the special gel on her, then ..."
A few minutes later, Kane and Catra begin to remove their costumes. Catra begins by removing her mask. Then she rises from her seat and slowly unhooks her purple cape. As Kane watches the villainess with his cold gray eyes, she slowly and sensuously slides her short red body-suit down her body and onto the floor.
After the suit falls to her ankles, she leans down to remove her boots when Kane says, "leave the boots on, Catra." Then he pulls his tunic up and over his head and tosses it on the floor beside Catra's costume. He deftly removes his two knee-high boots and the one studded glove he wears. Finally, the man removes his leggings and tosses them onto the floor. Both She-ra and Catra stare at the rippling musculature of the Horde general. This man works out! And even flaccid, his member is impressive.
"Get started, Catra, and I'll catch up with you," Kane orders. She-ra looks quizzically at the two, wondering what new torment they have planned for her. Catra grabs the small jar of aphrodesiac gel and gets some on her fingertips. The evil mutant moves to stand behind She-ra and savagely rams her fingertips up She-ra's anus.
"AAAAOOOOWWWWW!!" the heroine yelps at the rough invasion. She moans as Catra smears the gel inside her butt. Then the villainess removes her hand and get more of the gel on her fingertips. At the same time, Kane, who's standing in front of She-ra, reaches around the heroine and gets the gel on both of his hands. He slowly and sensuously rubs the gel on She-ra's neck and ears. Then he takes what's left and rubs it on her taut belly down to and on her golden fur-covered mons, massaging deeply as he goes, to help the gel penetrate her creamy white skin.
Meanwhile, Catra slips her fingers between She-ra's legs and puts a thick layer on her labia majora. Catra takes special care to SLOOOWWWLLLYY apply the gel to the heroine. As she gently and slowly rubs the gel into the heroine's most treasured spot, She-ra begins to moan and sway from the effect. Once again the alien chemicals assault her libido and drive her into a frenzy of lustful feelings. Catra finally slips one gel-covered finger between the heroine's nether lips and gently swirls it around and onto her clit.
"OOOOhhhhhh," She-ra moans. Her head drops onto her chest and she licks her lips. "MMmmmmnnnnnnnhhhhh," she sighs when Kane bends at the waist and begins to suck on her left breast. He runs his tongue expertly across her soft round mound and teases her nipple by languidly drawing circles around the pulsing nub. "Oooooooohhhh ... don't ... please," She-ra begs as the alien chemical continues to stir her passions. Her skin becomes super sensitive - each touch by either criminal spurs a flood of warm tingles through her body. She can't stand still, she can't respond to their touches, and though part of her wants them to stop, part wants them to sexually fulfill her. Finally, Kane takes a last dollop of the gel and gently rubs it on She-ra's aureole. Again she moans as the gel seeps into her body, energizing her nerve endings and sending signals to her brain.
Kane moves around behind She-ra and despite her best efforts, she can't turn enough to follow him. She can see him move to stand behind Catra. Then that villainess turns around to face Kane. What ARE they doing? She-ra wonders. Catra suddenly backs up against She-ra's back and pushes the heroine - pushes her as far as the chains will allow her to move. As She-ra stands, straining her chains, her arms twisted painfully backward by the chains, she can feel Catra's back against her own. Her eyes suddenly pop open when she feels Kane's rough hands touch her ribs and run across her taut belly.
Catra begins to moan behind She-ra and begins to bump backward against the captive heroine. She-ra can hear sounds ... sounds like ... they're KISSING! Then her body begins to shake violently as she's battered by Catra's back. A gasp escapes from She-ra's lips when Kane's hands slide up her belly and envelop her breasts, gently squeezing and kneeding them. His fingers lightly touch her nipples, then pinch them, sending powerful erotic shocks through her body.
From Catra's loud moans and cries, She-ra manages to sense that Kane is plunging his tool into Catra's body even as he plays with her own body! Then drug-induced visions flood the heroine's mind ... visions of what Catra must be feeling as she's penetrated by that man. She-ra knows what he feels like in her anus - he's done that to her several times since capturing her. As her vagina burns from the sexual desire caused by the gel, She-ra becomes desperate to have Kane plunge his tool into her vagina. Every part of her body that is in contact with either Catra or Kane now burns fiercely with sexual feelings due to the alien gel. Even the sounds of Catra's moans and cries and the smell of their love-making are powerfully arousing the drugged heroine. Soon she begins to cum from just the intense sensory overload of feelings, sounds and smells, even as Catra also begins to cum.
"Kuh-Kane ... nnnnhhh ... please ... I need ..." she manages to say before Catra turns slightly and digs an elbow into the heroine's ribs.
As Kane bangs against Catra's body, plunging his tool into her pussy, Catra reaches backward with her hands. One caresses She-ra's neck and the other reaches down to cup a butt cheek. Then Catra makes She-ra yelp by sliding two fingers into She-ra's anus. Keeping pace with Kane's driving dick, Catra begins to trombone her fingers in and out of She-ra. As Kane's thrusts become harder and more frequent, Catra begins to gasp and pant and her fingers sometimes pause, then dig even deeper into She-ra's anus.
Kane removes his left hand from She-ra's breast and suddenly the blonde hears Catra shriek, "YYYYEEESSSSS!!!" when Kane's hand begins to caress the villainess' breast. A second later, Catra cries, "OOOOOHHHHHH ... KKAANNEEEE!!" and her body slams against She-ra's back as she convulses from a much more powerful orgasm. She-ra comes at the same time. The chemical's effects and the touches and sounds and smells have driven her over the edge into another orgasm.
Catra and Kane slowly stop their frenzied activity behind She-ra and move away from her body. "MMMOORRREEE!" she begs. She needs more orgasms to still the fires inside her body caused by the HordeWorks gel. Both villains touch and stroke her body as they get dressed, but neither really pays much attention to the woman, despite her begging. She begins to cry as Catra and Kane slowly leave her cell. Her last view is Kane's muscled back and tight red-and-black-clad butt.
"oohhh ... please ... do me, too," She-ra begs in the voice of a lost little girl as the metal door slams shut, locking her in her cell. The itch between her legs must surely drive her crazy if it isn't *scratched*!
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