EPISODE 1.1 :

Pandora Peaks

SuperHeroine!

Starring: Pandora Peaks

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Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine

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A hole was blasted into the wall and Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine stepped through it. Typical Supervillains lair, decorated in its grays and blacks, looking sinister and industrial at the same time. She started flying around looking for the main room that housed the doomsday weapon. Having been in enough Supervillain lairs, she was pretty certain that she'd find the weapon, and most likely the Supervillain who was controlling it somewhere near the center of the building.

The usual regiment of guards came to investigate the noise she had made by blasting through the wall. She took them down with little effort. Another regiment of guards appeared and attacked. After she took them down, several robotic guards appeared and attacked her. She took them down just as easy as the human guards. The robots had been an interesting touch, but still just the usual, and still just as boring...

After defeating the guards and the robots, she headed for the center of the complex. She didn't bother with the doors, she just blasted through the walls. Sure enough she found what she was looking for near the center of the complex. She surveyed the large chamber. Lots of computer equipment, some strange gadgets that did who knew what, and of course the icing on the cake. The big doomsday weapon that looked like an oversized ray gun. There was an open skylight above the weapon and its business end was pointed at the sky.

A man stepped out of the shadows. Tall, middle aged, thinning hair. Nothing remarkable. "Ah, Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine. We meet at last" he said. "Yeah, yeah, I guess so." she said. In her head she was thinking "Why do they ALWAYS say that exact same line?!".

The man smiled and took a weird looking laser gun from his pocket. "This is my mind control laser! One hit from it and you'll become my slave!" he said. He fired the laser at her. It was a direct hit. She stood there waiting for any mind control effects to happen. Nothing except the tingling of the laser beam. Finally she decided to walk over and take a look at the laser. He was surprised when she grabbed it out of his hands.

"Mmm hmm... yeah... Mind control laser eh? This is nothing but a regular blue laser modified to look like a gun." she said. His jaw dropped. "Look stupid. Lasers don't work well for controlling minds. You need a machine that is capable of manipulating neural pathways. A machine like that must be built to very precise tolerances, and judging by what I'm seeing, I doubt your so called 'Doomsday machine' even works." she said.

"I... I... Um..." he stammered.




Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine gave the laser back to him. "If I were you I'd just shut everything down and get on the next plane to South America, because the rest of the Superheros will be here in about five minutes and if they find you here, they're gonna kick your ass." she said.

He took off heading for the nearest exit. Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine flew away through the open skylight. Another disappointment. She had really hoped that that mind control laser worked. She was pretty sure that it wouldn't, but she held out hope anyway. Supervillains just didn't seem to have any really good mind control devices anymore.

She flew back to her secret base, located in a subterranean cavern. She flopped down on her bed and sighed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw what looked like a leather thong. She got up, stripped off her costume, and grabbed the thong. The thong was equipped with two metal phallic shaped instruments in the right places. She lubricated them, and put the thong on, guiding the instruments to their proper places inside her body. She opened a drawer set into the wall and took out a collar and a headband, both with circuitry embedded into them. She put them on.

She eagerly grabbed what looked like a TV remote control and activated the devices. Pleasure erupted within her and her mind became blissfully calm and docile. She fell onto the bed and started writhing and moaning in pleasure. The devices she was wearing were made by a Supervillain who really knew his stuff when it came to mind control. Several years ago he captured her and had subjected her to weeks of intense brainwashing.

As she lay there writhing in pleasure, she thought back to her time with him. Oh, she had fought him at first, but eventually he got her. She became his sex slave, obeying and pleasuring him whenever he wanted. Why he had to go and overestimate his abilities and the abilities of his enemies she never knew, but that had been his downfall. He was killed in an epic battle with several Superheros and Superheroines alike, and she of course was "freed" from her slavery. She had made all the usual noises about being so glad to be freed from her "ordeal", but inside she was angry and frustrated. She had been happy damnit, and they just had to go and kill her master and "free" her!

A few months after that incident she "retired" from the league. She still worked more or less freelance. What she really did was keep up appearances and keep her ears open for a new Supervillain who used mind control. She thought back to those long hours strapped into that machine, its technology changing her thoughts, the hours of sexual training, the punishment sessions, and the control devices, three of which she had scavenged from the ruins of her masters lair and was now using on herself. She yearned to be enslaved again...




It was about a week later. She heard through her network of informants that there was a new Supervillain in town, and that he was into mind control. It was rumoured that he had already started enslaving people. She took off and flew towards where he was rumoured to be located almost as soon as she learned where it was. This Supervillain apparently had his lair set up in the nearby mountains. Nearby meaning about 20 miles outside of the city. She'd get there in a couple minutes.

She hovered above the lair. It was a larger then normal mountain lodge, surrounded by woods. She observed the Supervillain, undetected, from the sky. He was a frail, old man. She zoomed on him with her super vision and saw that he was at least 80 years old. probably closer to 100. No, she wasn't gonna bother with that. She also noticed a couple women, much younger, obeying his commands. "Heh" she said to herself. The Supervillain that had controlled Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine was older then she had been, but nowhere near that damn old. There was no way she was gonna be controlled by somebody who would probably die from a heart attack during sex. She flew back to her underground base.

For the next several weeks she stayed in her underground base, mostly lying in bed fantasising what it would be like to be a brainwashed slave for a real Supervillain. Not some pathetic moron, or some old fart, but a real Supervillain. The type that was smart, and strong, and respected even by his enemies. She'd of course help him with whatever plans he had. She probably wouldn't have much say in the matter anyway. Not that that would be a bad thing. What a bliss it would to simply obey without having to think. She longed for that more then anything else.


After idily looking at her calendar she remembered that she was supposed to join her "friends" and former colleagues at a reunion. She didn't want to go. She really didn't want to go, and would have given almost anything to skip out on it. She didn't want to see those bastards again. They had "helped" her enough. They always helped, whether or not the person they were helping actually wanted to be helped. Just because a person is trapped in a burning building doesn't always mean that they want to be saved. However, she had to keep up appearances. If she didn't, her "friends" might try to "help" her again, and she wanted no part of that!


So reluctantly she got prepared for the reunion. She dug out her old costume and forced herself to put away the control devices after realizing that her costume wouldn't hide them. She called her "friends" and confirmed that she would be there. She changed her appearance to resemble her old self, shorter hair, Plain Jane shoes, and put on her "I'm happy to be alive!" smile, and she was off to the reunion.


The room had 10 people in it. 8 of them were Superheros and the other two were Former Superheros. Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine was one of the Former Superheros. The other was a man who had become a little too eccentric to be a Superhero and was forced into early retirement.

Volcano Girl, named for the fact that her superpower involved fire and heat, greeted her. She was a typical blonde, with a blonde's brain to match. Body of a Playboy model with the I.Q. of a jar of mayonnaise. She greeted Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine with that friendly expression and vacant stare that had always annoyed her, but now it made her want to haul off and slap her. However she smiled and greeted her back.


"So, how's things been going with you? I myself recently held off an invading alien force and had time to redo my wardrobe!" Volcano Girl said.


"Oh, I've been doing mostly freelance work. Saving a few lives here, defeating the odd bad guy there. The usual." Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine said. That's what she said. What she was thinking was: "Is it me, or did you get stupider? Held off an invading alien force eh? I'm sure you had help, you're just too damn stupid to realize that everybody in the league watches your back, because if they didn't, you'd trip over your own two feet you bimbo!"





Miss WonderWeapons ( Chelsea Charms! ) greeted her next. Her name came from the fact that she was extremely strong and could literally move a mass equivelant to a mountain. Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine used to admire her because, like her, she had been cold and distant, especially towards strange men. That had changed for Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine after her time with her master, but it was important not to let it show.


"Well, I had to move a skyscraper out of the way of a plane that had veered off course due to pilot error. Initally everybody thought it was terrorism, but it turned out the pilot drank too much. He ended up losing his license to say the least." Miss WonderWeapons said.

"I haven't had the opportunity to move any buildings, but I have moved some stalled cars off the road. Probably stopped a lot of highway accidents from happening.' Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine said. That was what she had said. What she was thinking was: "Why look, it's little miss insecure bitch who fears and hates men so she bulks up her muscles and acts all cold and distant towards strangers. You need to be tied up and fucked more then I do!"


Next was Tornado Girl, named because she could control the weather. And her close friend and fellow league member Water Girl, named because she could go underwater for hours without having to surface for air, and was an extremely fast swimmer. As Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine chatted with these two, she was thinking: "I knew these two were close, but I wouldn't be surprised if they actually are lovers! I thought my Superhero name was corny. Water Girl? Sheesh... Why do they give us such corny names?" She already knew the answer. All the good names had been already taken by other Superheros/Superheroines, and couldn't be used. She also knew, or at least was pretty certain that Tornado Girl and Water Girl were, in fact, lovers. She had heard rumors about what they got up to when nobody was around...

Next she met the leader of the league. A large strong man with a personality about as fun and exciting as a cardboard box. Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine had never heard him laugh once the whole time she had known him. She did know that in his free time he painted, and that his paintings were about as exciting as he was. Apart from minor physical differences, the four men that made up the league were nearly the same. Dull, boring individuals, obsessed with helping people and doing good, even when their help was not always needed or desired.




During the reunion she was asked several times how she was "feeling" and if she was having "any problems", which translated into "Are you showing signs of being brainwashed?" She stated convincingly that she was fine and politely told them not to worry about her, while in her head she was thinking "Gah! Leave me the fuck alone! Soon as I can I'm getting the fuck out of here! Once a year is too often for this shit!"

She didn't leave at the earliest opportunity to do so, because she didn't want to appear in a hurry to leave. However, not one minute after she had left, the fake smile disappeared and she flew back to her home to spend some much needed time with her control devices. She spent most of the night lying on her bed writhing and moaning in pleasure...

A few days later one of her informants told her that a new Supervillain was going to be setting up shop on the outskirts of the city. She didn't think it was a big deal until her informant mentioned that magical word: "Enslavement". That grabbed her attention, suddenly she wanted to know everything about this new villain. The informant told her that he was a man in his late twentys, was described as being handsome, and frequently used mind control to acheave his goals. BULLSEYE! Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine thought. She thanked, and paid, her informant, then started making preparations to call on this new Supervillain.

She staked out the place that was going to be his lair. It was a former salt mine that was almost already remodelled into an underground complex. Much like hers, except hers had been a cave. Using a combination of her flying and super speed abilities, she toured the complex without any of the workers noticing her. From what she saw, apparently this Supervillain had good taste, or at the very least had a sensible view of what an underground lair should be like. The layout was good, not too confusing. The ventilation system was already up and running and was doing a good job. The whole place had clean, fresh air. Most of the rooms had been finished. Though they were empty, they looked nice. Very minimal use of gray colors and industrial looking designs.


After checking out the lair, she "borrowed" a copy of some shipping records which told her what was being shipped to the lair. There were several lines that said "Misc. Computer Equipment". That got her hopes up even more. She learned from a conversation that two workers were having, that "The boss" was due to arrive in less then a week.




Back at her base, she started fantasising about what it would be like being a true slave again. She'd do anything he asked. And if she didn't like what he was making her do, he could always... change her mind... about it. She imagined herself dressed in a slaves outfit. Skimpy and very revealing. She pictured herself serving him food, massaging him, helping him in whatever his goals were... and best of all, pleasuring him sexually. That last one she looked forward to the most.


She formulated a plan to introduce herself. She'd go in playing the typical Superheroine role. Test him, see what he was made of. Then she'd surrender to him. And from there, it was all on autopilot. Patiently she spent the next several days waiting. She was used to the waiting. After all she had waited several years already. A few days more wouldn't hurt. She was excited though. From what she had found out, this Supervillain may very well become her new master.

It was after dark when Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine made her move. She deliberately tripped a laser beam, thus setting off an alarm. She waited for the guards, only to be surprised and mildly disappointed when there were none. Either they hadn't arrived yet, or this Supervillain had no need for them. That would be quite interesting if that was the case. The alarms had definitely gone off. She heard the sound of a klaxon wailing. From her earlier visit she determined that the largest room in the complex would probably where he did most of his business. No doubt he was there either waiting for her, or getting ready to do whatever it was he wanted to do before he got caught.


She headed for the room, and sure enough she found him in there. The informant had been right. He was handsome. He looked well built, his hair was dark and he had tan skin, though he didn't look like a latino or an arab. He strode towards her with that confident air that a Supervillain always seemed to have.

"So you're the intruder. I expected somebody like you to show up, but not until AFTER I had done something evil." he said.

"I like to stay one step ahead of my enemies." Pandora Peaks SuperHeroine said, though in her mind she was thinking: "Oh hell yeah! I WANT you!"




"Really?" he said. 'Well, the way I see it. You broke into my domicile without a warrant or even a semi plausible excuse. That's stretching the Superhero code of ethics a bit isn't it?" he asked.


She decided to test his abilities. She flew towards him and made like she was going to attack. He easily dodged it. She flew for a few more seconds when suddenly she felt a heavy jolt to her system and she fell to the ground. She saw a blue aura around her body and found that she couldn't move. He had paralysed her. Not bad. Not bad at all.

He walked over to her carrying in his hand a collar that looked similar to the one she had back at her home. Seeing it made her aroused, though for the time being she hid it. He put the collar on her neck and locked it into place. The aura around her vanished, but she still couldn't move. He picked her up without much effort and sat her on a chair. She didn't flop over but remained in a sitting position. She couldn't move, but he could move her... it was becoming harder to hide her arousal.


"Paralysis laser and collar. Really comes in handy for unexpected visitors. So, you thought you could sneak in here and attack me before I even put my plan into place? My my. So brave, and so foolish... And so beautiful..." he said. That "beautiful" comment raised her hopes further. He had an interest in her. That was good.

"I think I'll turn you into my slave. I'll probe your mind to see who you're working for and program you to attack them." he said. Her face grew red from arousal, but he probably mistook it for anger. "Any last words from you before I have you sedated and start the programming?" he asked.

"Yes." she was surprised to find that she could speak. "You're good. Paralysing laser, paralysis collar. Very nice." she said with a smile. "You also have a nice setup here. You obviously know your stuff. I guess I have no choice but to surrender to you and become your brainwashed slave." she said.

He stood there looking at her in shock. He recovered after a moment. "I-- er I was expecting you to say something along the lines of how I can't get away with this and how your buddies will come to rescue you. You know, that sort of thing." he said.




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"I don't have any buddies. I work alone. Oh poor me! Nobody coming to rescue me!" she said with thick sarcasm.

He gave her an odd look which suggested that he thought that she was either really brave, or about the craziest ape in the jungle.

"Well, shall we get on with the brainwashing? I'm certainly in no position to refuse!" she said with a big grin on her face.


He carried her over to what he simply called The Mind Prober. She was restrained standing up in a spread eagle position. A mechanical arm lowered a helmet that encased her head. Her black hair came out the bottom of it. He noticed a wet spot forming on the crotch of her skimpy costume. "What the fuck is up with this bitch?" he thought. He was going to find out.

He activated the computer and visual representations of her memories appeared on the computer screen. The look on his face, bathed in the glow of the screen, changed from puzzled, to surprised, to excitement. There was no need to brainwash this one. She had come to him already brainwashed. However she wanted to be brainwashed somemore. Maybe he could make a few changes. They would be minor, as her mind was almost perfect the way it was...



TO BE CONTINUED...



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