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This material is primarily sleepy erotica. If you don't want to read about violence, bondage, nudity, and sexual acts, then you don't want to read this. All characters, locations, names, and events are made up by me and therefore fictitious. Any similarity to real people or places is totally coincidental.

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THE ADVENTURES OF EROTICA by The Dream Bringer

Episode 2: Two Women at the Same Time

Ashley Jensen entered the First Bank of Peak City just after noon, wanting to make a transaction on her lunch break. She looked beautiful but conservative, as usual. She was wearing a matching grey vest and trousers along with black high heels and a unique shark tooth necklace she tells everyone that she got while on her cruise to Bermuda. Her lovely red hair was held up with a clip. She brushed one stray hair away from her right ear as she headed for the table in the middle of the room. Reaching in her purse for a couple of checks she needed to cash, she looked around and noticed that she wasn't the only person on a break. The security guards were beginning their duty shift, a couple of associates were gone from their offices, and a good number of customers were inside at the time, just under twenty by Ashley's count. I hope this doesn't take too long, she thought as she began filling out the deposit slip.

Suddenly, the double doors at the main entrance opened and a small metallic canister rolled in. The canister instantly exploded, releasing a thick green gas. Everyone within ten feet of the explosion--four customers, one teller, and both security guards--dropped to the floor, apparently unconscious. The chaos caused everyone in the room to get down on the ground, their hands covering their heads. Crouched behind the table, Ashley looked over to see someone emerging through the dissipating gas. It was a man wearing jeans, a black T-shirt, black sneakers, and a ski mask; he was covering his mouth with a handkerchief with one hand and holding a gun in the other. Getting into the clear, he fired and shot out all of the security cameras in the room. Looks like I need to resolve this matter, Ashley thought.

She looked behind her to see an empty office with the door open. She then turned back around to watch the gunman. "All right, nobody moves, nobody gets hurt," he said as he put the handkerchief in his pocket. When he turned his back to Ashley, and when she was sure nobody else was looking, she darted into the office and quietly closed the door. As she did, two more gunmen came into the bank, dressed just like the first man. "We want all the money, from the vault too," the first man said.

"Three of them? This shouldn't be too hard," Ashley said as she looked through a crack in the door. She then moved to the middle of the room and crossed her arms over her chest. A small flash of light appeared, and suddenly Ashley became the beautiful heroine Erotica. The blonde was dressed in her standard pink outfit: thong, elbow-length gloves, high-heeled boots, and bra. It had been four months since the young Miss Jensen had received her powers. She was still learning how to master those powers, but she had gotten better at it. She had thwarted home invasions, muggings, and store robberies. This would be her first bank hold-up, though.

One of the robbers kept his gun pointed at the customers on the floor while the other two barked commands at the tellers. One of the tellers, a cute blonde who looked to be younger than twenty was asked to open the vault. As one of the robbers stood next to her, he was getting impatient. "Come on, come on. I thought you knew the combination," he said.

As the scared girl fiddled with the electronic keypad, she replied, "I...I can't remember it."

"Quit stalling, you little bitch. Dammit, hurry up." The robber then hit her in the back of the head with the butt of the gun, knocking her unconscious. He then pointed to one of the other tellers. "You, come here and open this."

"I think you better leave everyone alone." The three robbers turned around to see the scantily-clad Erotica standing before them, her hands on her hips. The three men were mesmerized by the heroine's beauty. The impatient one, though, was able to concentrate and walk up to her. "What are you going to do about it, slut? Why don't we go back to your strip club so I can see you shake those titties?" He then threw a punch at her, which she quickly blocked before she landed her own punch on his face.

As the robber fell to the floor, Erotica said. "The only place you're going is jail, creep." She reached down and stood him upright. She then landed a vicious haymaker which knocked him out cold. As a second robber tried to sneak up behind her, she turned around and kicked him in the gut, putting him down for the count. The third man was still stunned by Erotica's beauty and merely stood in place looking at her. She walked over to him and took the gun out of his hand before picking him up and throwing him to the ground next to his cohorts. The stunned crowd cheered the heroine's efforts. Erotica smiled at them and then helped the fallen citizens before disappearing to become her alter-ego and commence with normal activity.

It was just before six in the evening when Ashley sat down in her recliner with a glass of orange juice. She had gotten off of work an hour early, so she came home to rest before watching the news. Although she was still in her work clothes, she had let her hair down and taken off her shoes. As she sipped from her glass, the door opened. Her sister Dana was just getting in from work. "Hey," she said as she came in. Dana was wearing a floral print sundress with white shoes, her brown hair tied in a ponytail. "I heard about what you did at the bank. Way to go," she said to her older sister.

"Thanks," Ashley said.

Dana immediately went into her bedroom, just as the newscast began. Ashley was mainly concerned about the weather report, but the top story caught her attention. "Peak City police are still investigating the two jewelry store robberies which have occurred the last two nights," the newscaster stated. "Both stores were burglarized in the same manner, but the choice of items taken appears to be random. Detective Matt Wilson says the police have not determined a connection between the two robberies, and no leads have developed in regard to suspects."

Ashley pondered the news report. Sounds too suspicious to be coincidence. The same people must be behind it. A few minutes later, Dana came back out of her room wearing a new outfit: a powder blue and white striped button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, short and tight white denim shorts, and white cowboy boots. She had removed the band from her hair and let her soft locks fall to her shoulders. Ashley had a look of curiosity on her face. "You've changed clothes already?" she asked.

"Yep. I've got a date tonight."

"It's only six."

"Yeah, but we've got more planned than just dinner and a movie," Dana said as she smiled. "Kevin wants to hogtie and spank me."

Ashley shook her head but smiled as well. "Well go get 'em, cowgirl."

"Thanks, I will. Don't wait up."

Early the next morning, Ashley was fixing a cup of coffee, trying to wake up. She was still in the white cotton tank top, shorts, and socks she wore to bed; her hair was sticking up in a couple of places. An even sleepier Dana came in wearing her turquoise robe and white socks, with hair stuck on her face. Ashley looked over at her. "Long night?"

"You don't want to know," Dana replied. "My ass is killing me; I imagine it's still red. I've got a rope burn on my ankle; I'll have to wear pants to work."

Ashley chuckled. "There's some sunburn lotion in the medicine cabinet if you need it."

"Thanks. You're the best," said Dana.

As Dana went for her own cup of coffee, Ashley walked over to listen to the morning news. The top story definitely peaked her curiosity. The newscaster stated, "Last night, another jewelry store--Prestige Jewelers--was robbed in a similar style to that of the other two stores which have been burglarized this week. The police are continuing to investigate."

"Three stores in three nights? This is too weird," Ashley said as she turned to her sister. "Dana? Have you heard about these jewelry store robberies?"

Dana nodded. "Yeah, the girls at work have been talking about it."

Ashley pondered something for a moment and then asked, "How many big jewelry stores are there in town?"

"Six."

"Of the three that haven't been hit, which one is closest to Prestige?"

Dana considered her answer. After a minute, she replied, "Well, Pratt's is closer, but Campbell's is on the same street."

"It's possible there's a pattern," Ashley said as she walked over to the phone and began to dial.

"What are you doing?" Dana asked.

"Calling in sick," said Ashley. "Erotica's going to investigate this matter."

Two hours later, Erotica walked up to Prestige Jewelers. A plainclothes police car was parked in front, yellow tape was wrapped all around the building. When she went through the entrance into the ransacked showroom, Erotica saw just one officer inside, apparently a detective since he was holding a clipboard and wearing a white dress shirt, black slacks, and a navy blue tie. With his back to her, the officer had not noticed the heroine, so she spoke up. "Excuse me."

Without turning around, the detective said, "This is an official crime scene, Miss. No one is allowed on the premises." He then turned around and finally noticed the woman in pink before him. He was immediately captivated. "Oh, you must be Erotica."

Erotica was captivated herself. The detective was a handsome man, clean shaven with blue eyes and short brown hair parted to the side. The heroine caught herself staring at him and almost forgot to reply to his statement. "Yes, I am," she finally blurted. "Are you Detective Wilson?"

The detective smiled. "That's right. What can I do for you?"

"I believe there's a pattern to these robberies. Have you identified any suspects or a motive?"

"Nothing yet. Whoever it is knows how to cover his tracks. These raids are very clean and precise," Wilson stated. "The thief doesn't steal the same items each time either. He seems more concerned with stealing something and getting out, rather than looking for something specific. Now, you think you've noticed a pattern?"

"Yes," Erotica replied. "Assuming they are going to hit any of the other three main stores in the city, it would seem the next target would be Campbell's, which is two miles down this street."

"That's possible, but Pratt's is closer than two miles."

"True, but Campbell's is more in a straight line with the three that have been hit so far."

Wilson nodded. "Well, it's a 50-50 shot, but your theory does sound interesting."

"I suggest you set up a stakeout at Campbell's. Of course, you could set up one at all three sites. If they've struck three nights in a row, why would they quit now? My gut, though, says the next hit is Campbell's."

"A stakeout's a great idea. Maybe you'd like to join me tonight at Campbell's."

Erotica smiled. "That's tempting, but I don't like just sitting around."

"I won't take no for an answer. If trouble arises, I could use someone with your ability...and your beauty."

The heroine was almost blushing. "Okay, you twisted my arm. I'll do it."

"Great. Campbell's closes at nine. We'll start at that time."

It was going on two in the morning. Campbell's Jewelers was relatively quiet. Detective Wilson and Erotica were sitting on the floor behind the cash register. He had changed into jeans, white sneakers, and a royal blue polo shirt to be more comfortable, but the blonde beauty obviously remained in her outfit. They had been on stakeout for nearly five hours and not even a peep had been heard. The sultry heroine showed a look of boredom. "You're not getting sleepy, are you?" asked Wilson.

"No, I'm fine, Detective."

"Please, call me Matt."

"Very well, Matt. I'm not sleepy at all. I took a nap at home this afternoon."

"Your home, huh?" he asked. "Tell me, is this your only identity or do you have an alter-ego?"

"I'd rather not say. I like to keep my matters secret."

"I understand. Forget I asked," Matt said. He stood up to stretch and also look for any activity. He saw none. "Sorry, but I forgot to bring a deck of cards."

As he sat back down, Erotica replied, "That's okay, I don't play cards."

"What do you do, then?"

Erotica shrugged her shoulders. "I just fight crime."

"You mean you don't have any fun?" Matt asked as he looked her directly in the eyes.

The blonde stared back at him. "I know how to have fun." The two exchanged looks for a moment. They then slowly moved their faces together, opening their mouths.

Suddenly, the sound of glass being cut interrupted Matt and Erotica's special moment. The two peered over the top of the counter to see a small, dark figure cutting a hole in the front door, reaching in to turn the lock, and opening the door. "The alarm didn't go off," Erotica noted.

"The systems at the other three stores were short circuited. They must have done the same here," Matt replied. "Wait until they come in, then we'll take them."

"Agreed."

With the detective and heroine watching from their hiding place, they observed a total of eight people enter the store. They were all women wearing grey tights with black belts, boots and gloves. The skin-tight outfits revealed that all the women were slim but with good muscle tone. The tights included hoods with a single hole for just the eyes. They looked like ninjas, but the females' eyes indicated that no more than three were of Asian descent. Secured to each belt was what looked like a stun gun. One of them carried a large brown cloth sack. Each of the ninjas headed to a display case. Before the thieves could shatter the glass, though, Matt and Erotica jumped over the counter to confront them. "Freeze, you're under arrest!" Matt yelled.

"Get them!" one of the ninjas yelled back. Instantly, the women got into two groups of four and began to assault each of the crimefighters. Both Matt and Erotica started to punch away in order to take out the attackers. With hard punches being landed, a couple of the women fell to the floor. One of the ninjas jumped on Erotica's back and wrapped her legs around her waist; she used her forearm to try to choke the heroine out. Two others began beating Erotica in the breasts and legs. Meanwhile, Matt was keeping his distance from his adversaries, swinging his fists to keep them away.

The women who had been knocked down regained their senses and joined the fracas once again. Eventually, a total of five were pounding away at Erotica. The sultry blonde fell to her knees as the ninja on her back continued to hold on. Suddenly, with a grunt, she stood up and stretched out her arms, throwing all five women off of her. Three of them landed on display cases, breaking the glass. One ninja pulled her stun gun off of her belt and turned it on. Lunging at Erotica, she planted the electrodes on her left bicep. Erotica merely shrugged it off, her invulnerability protecting her from the dangerous electricity. She punched the two ninjas next to her and moved over to help Matt. When she got to him he whispered to her, "Why didn't that hurt you?"

"My bra gives me my power. It also protects me from things like that," she whispered back.

The crimefighters' small conversation distracted them long enough for one of the ninjas to use her stun gun on Matt's left forearm. "Ahhhh!" Matt screamed as he fell to the floor, shocked into unconsciousness.

"Matt!" Erotica yelled. Anger filled her body as she landed a hard punch to the ninja who had knocked her friend out. The impact sent the woman flying across the room. As another ran up to Erotica, the heroine floored her with a vicious kick. She walked over the fallen woman to confront the others. As she stood directly over her, the ninja gathered enough strength to punch Erotica directly in the pussy. "Unnhh," Erotica moaned as she fell to one knee. She hadn't felt pain like that since she had become a superheroine, but she managed to shake it off and continue to fight.

After several minutes of continued fighting, all eight ninjas had recovered and were teaming up on their scantily-clad adversary. Two women managed to grab onto Erotica's arms. Then, two others simultaneously ran and tackled her in the stomach. The impact caused Erotica to fall back onto the floor. The two tacklers immediately grabbed her ankles so that all four women were keeping her on the ground, using all their strength to hold her there. Then, the ninja holding her right arm--the same one who had punched her in the pussy--yelled, "Strike at her cunt!" The other four ninjas all nodded and pulled out their stun guns. The two women holding Erotica's ankles pulled her legs wide apart.

Kneeling down before Erotica's covered pussy, the four ninjas activated their guns. All at once, they shoved the stunners onto the heroine's most intimate opening. Erotica's whole body shook in a mix of incredible pain and ecstasy. "Aaaaaiiiiieeeee!!!!!" she screamed. The pain caused by the electricity running through her vagina was unimaginable. The electric shock immediately triggered a powerful and nearly lethal series of orgasms within her. Erotica spasmed violently, still screaming. The ninjas holding her down could barely contain her writhing body. The other four kept their stun guns on and pressed against the heroine's pussy for what seemed like a total of five minutes. After that long, they turned the weapons off. Erotica shook for several more minutes until she finally became still. One of the ninjas checked her pulse: very slow but steady. Erotica had been knocked totally unconscious. Her magical bra had kept the electrocution from being lethal, but she was seriously hurt. For the first time, she had been defeated.

Quickly, the eight ninjas went to work, gathering all the jewelry they could. One of them took the sack outside. The remaining seven looked down at their fallen opponents. After nodding to each other, four left and three stayed behind to carry the bodies. Two of them grabbed Matt by the ankles and wrists, carrying him out. The remaining ninja reached down and picked up the limp and motionless Erotica. Throwing the seemingly lifeless heroine over her right shoulder, she took one last look at the ransacked store and walked out.

Soon thereafter, the ninjas walked into a long hallway which contained several doors. The walls were white and adorned with purple drapery. The rugs on the floor were colored burgundy and gold. The women had reached their secret hideout, which was located far away from prying eyes. Along with the sack of stolen jewelry, they were also carrying their unconscious captives. Matt would be waking up soon, but it was possible that Erotica could be out for hours, maybe days. The ninjas stopped when they got near the door at the end of the hallway at layed down all their booty, both inanimate and organic. After a moment, the door opened and out stepped a very strange looking but beautiful woman in her early thirties. She was a stunning lady with a 5 foot-10 inch, 36C-24-36 frame. Her appearance, though, was split directly down the middle of her body; everything on the right side was different from the left, clothing, hair, everything except her pure physical features such as complexion or breast size. On her left side, she had a brown eye and shoulder-length jet black hair tied in a pigtail. She was wearing all red lace: bra, panties, a fingerless glove, and a thigh-high stocking, along with a red high heel. Red nail polish and pink lipstick accented the features on that side. It was a total contrast on the right side; she had a blue eye and long red hair. She was wearing all black vinyl: bra, panties, a glove, and a high heel. Along with being bare-legged, she had bright red lipstick.

The double woman stood before the ninjas with her hands on her hips. The eight women bowed their heads in respect to her. Then, one of them spoke: "We were successful, Ambidextria. We have many beautiful items for you."

"You have done well, Shadows. You are congratulated," Ambidextria said. Looking at the unconscious couple on the floor, she added, "You encountered resistance?"

"Yes. A police detective and his friend, but nothing we could not handle."

"Excellent." Ambidextria smiled as she peered at Matt. "He looks scrumptious. We will have fun with him. Take him to the Master Chamber." Two of the Shadows nodded, picked up Matt once again by the wrists and ankles, and carried him into the room behind their leader. Looking back down at Erotica, Ambidextria continued, "Who is this bimbo?"

"We do not know. She appears to be superhuman," the Shadow spokeswoman replied. "She exhibited great ability."

"Did you learn any of her strengths or weaknesses?"

"I listened to her say that her bra is the source of her great power."

Ambidextria's lips curled up into a smirk. "Excellent. But how then did you defeat her?"

"Apparently her cunt is vulnerable. We used our weapons to strike at it. We have hurt her greatly."

"You have performed tremendously today. Take her to Chamber Two. Remove her bra and restrain her. She will be taken care of personally."

Eighteen hours later, Ambidextria walked into Chamber Two and locked the door behind her. The small room was plain with its undecorated white walls, very cold and drab. The only two items in the room were a medium-size grey box and a twin-size black metal bed with white sheets and a pillow. Secured to the bed was the injured Erotica. Shackled by her wrists and ankles to the four corners, the stilled beauty was merely lying there, not moving at all. She had been unconscious for nearly a full day. Her magical bra had been removed, leaving her ample 38C breasts completely bare and also rendering her mortal and powerless. Ambidextria chuckled as she looked at the fallen heroine. She walked over to the left side of the bed and ran a finger over Erotica's slim stomach. "Time to wake up," she whisperered to the unresponsive beauty. She then leaned over the bed and began to suck on Erotica's left nipple, licking it wildly.

After about a minute, Erotica began to moan. With that, Ambidextria stopped her action and waited for the heroine to become conscious. A few moments later, the shackled blonde slowly opened her eyes. "What...where am I...what happened?" she asked with a weak voice. It was then that she realized she was securely bound as she struggled to move her limbs. Once she discerned her predicament, she snapped into full awareness. "What is this? What's going on?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

"Who said that?"

Ambidextria stepped into Erotica's view. The heroine's eyes opened wide at the sight of the double woman. "Now," Ambidextria said, "who are you? Are you really a so-called superhero?"

"Yes, I am a superhero," she replied with a stern look. "My name is Erotica."

"Aptly named it would seem."

"And who are you?"

"We are Ambidextria."

Erotica was confused by the woman's use of the plural. "What are you? Are you some kind of Siamese twins? Do you have multiple personality disorder?"

"Don't bother us with your technical jargon. You are not in the position to ask questions anyway."

Still struggling with her tight and strong bonds, Erotica pleaded, "But how was I defeated? The last thing I remember was a horribly painful orgasm."

Ambidextria laughed. "You should be happy that something as pleasurable as an orgasm led to your downfall."

"It wasn't pleasurable! It hurt like hell! What happened?" the heroine demanded.

"Very well. Our Shadows informed us that your pussy is not immune to pain like the rest of your body. They used their stunners to hurt you in your Achilles' heel, so to say."

"Why isn't it invulnerable as well?" Erotica whispered to herself.

Ambidextria then got on the right side of the bed and lied next to the bound Erotica, proping herself up with her left elbow. She began to run her right index finger all around the blonde's right breast. "None of that is important," the double woman said in a supposedly gentle and sweet voice. "What's important, my dear, is that you've been thoroughly defeated. But you're not of any value to me." Erotica noticed that Ambidextria had switched to the singular. It then occurred to her that the double woman was talking only through her left side, the one wearing the lace, seemingly the more playful and sensual of the two sides. Ambidextria continued, "What I want is that fine piece of meat you were hanging around with. I want to devour him. He has a cock like you wouldn't believe."

The statement angered Erotica. "You leave Matt alone! If you so much as touch him...."

"What are you going to do about it? You're not going to stop me from fucking him endlessly. Yes, he's going to be my new love slave." As Ambidextria got off the bed, Erotica showed a look of concern for her friend. Even though she didn't know Matt that well, she was attracted to him and did not want to see him get hurt. The double woman then made her way around and now lied on the left side of the bed, apparently so she could talk through her right side, the black vinyl side. "You're a nuisance to me, trying to do good while flaunting yourself. You're a useless slut. With you out of the way and that hunk cop in my possession, nobody can stop me from cleaning this city out. These jewelry stores are just the beginning. I'll be rich before this is over." This statement by the vinyl side led Erotica to believe that this was the evil, criminal side. It was worse than the heroine thought. Ambidextria's double personality wasn't the traditional case of good side/bad side, it was a unique case of bad side/evil side.

Just then, the vinyl side viciously punched Erotica in the gut, knocking the wind out of her. With the heroine stunned for a few moments, Ambidextria got off the bed and quickly unshackled her left ankle. She bent Erotica's leg up against her body and grabbed her thong, pulling it off the leg. Once again shackling the ankle, Ambidextria left the thong on the heroine's right thigh. Erotica's pussy was now bare and vulnerable. The double woman ran her fingers through the blond bush of hair and then went over to the grey box. Meanwhile, Erotica had regained her senses and looked down to notice her thong had been pulled off. "What are you doing?"

Ambidextria opened the box and pulled out a long, thick vibrator. Like her, it was split down the middle, black on one side and white on the other. She showed it to the naked, shackled Erotica. "This is our special toy," Ambidextria said, once again in the plural. "It's custom-built. It has enough power to pleasure two women, enough for both of us. But it's way too powerful for one woman to use." The double woman walked to the left side of the bed and put the vibrator near Erotica's bare pussy. "Even you will not be able to handle this. Believe us, you won't enjoy it." She then shoved the unique vibrator into the heroine's opening and turned it on. Instantly, the device shook violently; Ambidextria had not lied about its doubled power.

Erotica grimaced. "Aaaahhhh!" she yelled. Within a minute, the heroine's body exploded in the waves of a powerful orgasm. If not for her tight bonds, she would have been thrown off the bed. Just as the initial orgasm ended, a second climax ripped through her body. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!" Erotica continued to yell. The experience was nothing but raw, uncontrollable pleasure. There was no pain; it could not compare to horror of the electro-orgasms that had defeated her earlier. As a third orgasm erupted, then a fourth, then a fifth, the endless climaxes were simply too much for Erotica to handle. Without her bra providing invulnerability, she was completely helpless as her body was bombarded with the intense waves of pleasure. In under fifteen minutes, she had come over thirty times. Her body was writhing uncontrollably. Finally, an orgasm somewhere between numbers forty and forty-five completely thrashed Erotica's body and knocked her completely unconscious. The havoc caused by the vibrator continued, however. Even unconscious, the heroine could do nothing to stop the incredible series of orgasms. Her body continued to writhe violently.

Ambidextria had witnessed the entire incident. Watching the mighty superheroine defeated by unimaginable sexual pleasure excited her. She then went to the door, leaving the bound, unconscious Erotica with the vibrator still inside her. The double woman unlocked the door and exited. One of the Shadows had been guarding the door. As she closed the door, she said to the guard, "After an hour, go in there, turn the vibrator off and take it out of her. Then, slap her until she wakes up, unshackle her, cuff her, and drag her into the Master Chamber. We want to torture her in another way."

About ninety minutes later, a Shadow was dragging Erotica by her arms down the hallway. The heroine was in a semiconscious state, still weak from her orgasmic knockout. Her thong had been put back on her but her breasts were still bare. Her ankles were shackled together, as were her wrists. She could do nothing to resist the woman pulling her towards the door to the Master Chamber. One of the two Shadow guards at the door opened the door so that the third Shadow and her cargo could enter.

Erotica was just fully regaining her senses when she was dragged into the large room. It was much more elaborate than the room where she had been kept. Purple, pink, and yellow drapes adorned the walls. Pink fur rugs were on the floor. The room was very warm and sensual. In the middle of the room was a king-size bed with a gold frame and purple satin sheets and several pillows. The Shadow dragged Erotica until they were directly under a metal pole hanging down from the ceiling, about six feet above the floor and five feet away from the right side of the bed. The heroine was stood upright and had her arms placed over her head. The Shadow then connected the clip at the end of the pole to Erotica's wrist shackles. The pole retracted into the ceiling until the blonde beauty was fully stretched, but still able to stand on the floor. The Shadow observed the bonds to make sure they were tight, then left the room.

Alone in the room, Erotica struggled to get free. She would have likely been able to break the bonds if she had her powers, but without her bra, she only had mortal strength. After a couple of minutes, the door opened and Ambidextria entered. Walking behind her was Matt, naked except for leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles. Two Shadows followed him inside and closed the door. Ambidextria walked over to Erotica while the Shadows took Matt to the bed. "We've already hurt your body," the double woman told her captive. "Now, we're going to hurt your will by letting you watch while we have our way with your precious Matt."

"No, you can't," Erotica pleaded.

Without saying a word, Ambidextria slapped Erotica across the face. As she walked over to the bed, the Shadows were finishing securing Matt to the bed. They ran leather straps through loops on the cuffs and tied his limbs to the corners. "Leave us," Ambidextria told the Shadows. They nodded and quickly left. The double woman looked back at Erotica and grinned in an evil manner. She went to a table on the left side of the bed and grabbed a cock ring. Standing over the bed, she wrapped it around the base of Matt's semi-erect penis and snapped it in place. The man groaned as he immediately felt the pressure applied by the ring.

Ambidextria then took off her half lace/half vinyl panties. Erotica was shocked to see that even the double woman's pubic hair was split, black on the left and red on the right. Ambidextria then knelt on the bed, reaching over and grabbing Matt's penis. She stroked it until it was fully erect. "Have you ever fucked two women at the same time?" she asked Matt.

Reveling in pleasure, the bound man replied, "Can't say that I have."

"Well now's your chance."

Ambidextria then impaled herself on Matt's large penis. She immediately began grinding up and down, thrusting hard. Erotica began screaming as tears ran down her face. "No! Please! Leave him alone!"

The double woman ignored the heroine's pleas as she continued to thrust upon Matt. She then lied on top of him and kissed him passionately. Matt could not help but enjoy the experience. He kissed Ambidextria back. Erotica continued to watch the act, crying and pleading. She did care for the detective and did not want to see this happen to him. For the first time then, she noticed that her magical bra was lying on the table next to the bed. There was no way she could get to it, however. As the two people on the bed continued to copulate, Erotica tried to think of a plan. Suddenly, Ambidextria screamed, "Oh, yes! We're going to come! Yes!" She shrieked as she was filled with waves of orgasm. Matt had apparently not climaxed yet. Nevertheless, Ambidextria pulled herself off of Matt and then bent down to give him oral pleasure. She slowly sucked his penis for several minutes, stopping short each time he appeared ready to come.

Ambidextria finished her blow job and looked into Matt's eyes. "Do you want to climax?"

"Oh, yes, more than anything," he replied.

"You will not climax until you promise to be our slave forever."

Matt smiled. "I promise. I want you so badly. I will do whatever you want."

Ambidextria's opened wide. "Excellent! Now, our first command as your new masters is for you to knock Erotica out and rape her until she is dead."

"Yes. Anything for you."

Erotica couldn't believe it. "No! Matt, snap out of it. She's evil. Don't do it."

Ambidextria licked Matt's penis once more, then proceeded to untie him. "Do it now, for us," she said. She then watched Matt get up and walk over to the helpless heroine. She fingered her clitoris when she saw him viciously backhand Erotica. He released the metal clip and allowed her to collapse onto the floor. Reaching down to remove the shackles, he picked up her limp body and threw her on the bed. Ambidextria licked her lips as she prepared to watch Erotica's downfall.

Suddenly, Erotica opened her eyes and rolled herself off the left side of the bed. "What?" Ambidextria yelled as Matt turned around and shoved her to the ground.

Erotica grabbed her bra from off the table and quickly put it on, restoring her powers. "Thanks for winking and letting me know you were okay. But that backhand came a little too close."

"Sorry, but I had to make it look good," Matt replied.

Motioning at Ambidextria, Erotica asked her friend, "You didn't enjoy that, did you?"

Matt smiled. "Not at all."

As she sat up, Ambidextria yelled, "You set us up! You'll pay dearly for that. Guards!" Suddenly, eight Shadows stormed into the room. "Kill them both!" the double woman proclaimed. Erotica and Matt quickly went to work in fighting off the women. A furious brawl ensued. Without haste, the mighty heroine landed hard karate chops to the backs of two Shadows, knocking them both unconscious and changing the odds. Matt grabbed a shackle off the floor and, using it as a weapon, knocked a third Shadow out. Amidst the fracas, Ambidextria used the distraction to run out the door and down the hall. Erotica saw the villainess make her exit and followed in pursuit.

Using her super speed, the heroine caught up to Ambidextria and tackled her. "It's over," she said, "for both of you."

"Never!" the double woman yelled. She punched Erotica, but the impact hurt the villainess more. For the first time since their first encounter, the sultry blonde had the advantage. She stood Ambidextria upright and gave her a vicious knee to her bare pussy. Moaning in pain, Ambidextria fell to her knees. Erotica then landed a swift and hard kick to the side of the woman's head, knocking her totally unconscious.

"Bitches," the heroine said to the motionless woman. She then ran back down the hall and into the Master Chamber. Matt had managed to knock out two other Shadows but was beginning to be overpowered by the remaining three. When the Shadows saw Erotica return, they realized she must have defeated Ambidextria; they fled to assist her. Erotica rushed over to help Matt, who was kneeling on one knee and catching his breath. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said. The two then ran back down the hall to catch the Shadows. The women were gone, however, and with them, Ambidextria.

"I'll get her next time," Erotica said confidently. She looked over at the detective, who was still naked. "So what all did she do to you?"

"I was kept naked and chained the whole time. They taunted me but never really did anything."

Erotica smiled. "Well, your clothes have got to be around here somewhere. We'll gather up the stolen jewelry as well."

"Thanks for all your help, Erotica," said Matt.

The detective and the superheroine smiled at each other. "You too," she replied. "We make a pretty good team."