Subject: The High Heeled Huntress (bondage screenplay) Part 4 - End
From: Red Laser 
Date: Fri, Mar 20, 1998 11:17 EST
Message-id: <351296AC.7E45@unforgettable.com>

SCENE SEVENTEEN (HHH IN THE STRANGLER'S BEDROOM HIDEOUT, DRESSED UP
AGAIN)
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(Camera: New shot. Focus on telephone. Then focus on the High Heeled
Huntress. She wakes up in surprise, hogtied, and fully dressed in her
costume). 

HHH: What? (struggling) My costume! You dressed me!

Voice-over: With the costume on, my powers quickly began to build again.
But I didn’t let on that anything was different. I bided my time until I
was at full strength.

Strangler: Today is a special occasion. The costume suits you. But don’t
forget, you’re completely in my power. Or shall I gag you again?
HHH: No…. I’ll be good…

Strangler: (bouncing a video tape in his hand). That’s better. Recognize
this?

HHH: The video!

Strangler: Yes …of you, my dear, being violated in every possible way.

HHH: You bastard! (struggles in her hogtie). What do you mean by SPECIAL
OCCASION!!!

Strangler: Tut, tut, you slut! The special occasion is, today the video
is finished. I’m on my way to the TV station this very minute. Your
downfall shall be broadcast tonight on every major station. And when I
return you shall be unmasked for the public’s entertainment and
edification.

HHH: (gasps).You MONSTER! If I ever get out of these ropes, I’ll…

Strangler: Oh, but you won’t. You’re no match for my skill at knots and
ropework. 

HHH: You arrogant son of a ….

Strangler: There, there, Dearie. As I was saying, this evening when I
return, I’ll attend to..

HHH: (Angrily) That’s Bull. If the video were REALLY finished, my MASK
would be off, and I’d be dead right now! 

Strangler: Correcto mundo, mon cheri. I was just getting to that. You
see the reason why you’re all dressed up, is FOR YOUR OWN FUNERAL! 

HHH: Muh---!!

Strangler: You see, in part one, the city will witness the defeat of a
hero, and how their star superheroine was broken and humiliated by my
invincible power. But tonight, when I return, we shall finish PART 2!!
And in part two, Dear, comes the unmasking. And the great invincible
High Heeled Huntress will be revealed for all time as the whining,
helpless, simpering little strumpet you really are. 

HHH: (Angrily) No! You can’t …You FIEND! 

Strangler: Oh yes. I can, I can. And after the unmasking, comes YOUR
UNTIMELY DEATH! Bwa hahahahahaha!!! Ta ta for now, Dearie. 

HHH: Bastard! They’ll catch you! You won’t get away with…(Struggles
valiantly).

Strangler: Puh-leaze! Don’t bore me with that prattle, woman! (He prods
her with his boot).

HHH: Arh! (Struggles even harder).

Strangler: Enough! (He gags HHH instantaneously with a single piece of
duct tape and leaves).

HHH: Arh-rrrmmm! (She stares up helplessly).

Strangler: So long, sucker!!!

Voice-over: Thank God he was gone! It was the chance I’d been waiting
for. It was time for me to go into action!

(Camera: a hogtied HHH writhes and rolls on the floor for a while and
reaches the telephone. She dials 9-1-1 with her chin).

SCENE EIGHTEEN (HHH IN THE STRANGLER'S BEDROOM HIDEOUT, VICTORY AT
LAST!)
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(Camera: New shot. As Strangler returns to the room, HHH stands behind
the door and knocks him out with a karate chop). 

(Camera: Now the Strangler wakes up. He is on his knees with his hands
behind his back. HHH is sitting relaxed, confident, and comfortable on
the bed with her legs crossed).

Strangler: (Groaning). Ugh. How did you? 

HHH: Shut up, you weasel! It’s JUDGMENT DAY. Now it’s time for YOU to
hear MY story.

Strangler: But… (HHH stands up and kicks him in the gut, while he is
still bound and on his knees. She sits back down again, legs crossed).

HHH: You didn’t really think you had me in your power, did you? I must
say, I’m an excellent actress. I was pretending the whole time. You were
a damn FOOL to leave the phone right there next to the bed.

(Camera: shows telephone near bed, then switches back to HHH).

Strangler: But…

HHH: Once you let it slip that you were working for Borliss a few days
ago, I went undercover. While you thought you were keeping tabs on me,
the police and I were keeping tabs on you. We tapped all your phone
lines, and now we have enough evidence to FRY YOU, and Borliss, and all
the corrupt cops that Borliss had in his pocket working for him.

Strangler: You…You’re lying!

HHH: Oh yeah? (Stands up, picks up the phone, and talks into it).
Lieutenant? Tell this turkey who you are. (She turns to the kneeling
Strangler and puts the phone to Strangler’s ear).

Strangler (listening): Damn you! 

(HHH hangs up the phone and sits back down).

HHH: Satisfied? You and your ten dollar words! You’re just a chauvinist
idiot! (She is swinging her crossed leg and taunting him). So how does
it feel to be outsmarted by a woman?

Strangler: Don’t congratulate yourself yet, woman, ‘cause I still have
the last laugh. You’re through in this town, heroine. Once the TV
stations broadcast your humiliation at my hands, you’ll be the laughing
stock of…

HHH: What humiliation? 

Strangler: (angrily). The vid…

HHH: (bouncing a video tape in her hand) Looking for this?

Strangler: Where did you…? It can’t be! I dropped that off anonymously
at the TV station. I saw it with my own eyes! 

HHH: Time to get glasses, then, punk. You dropped off a blank tape,
because I switched video tapes on you last night. And speaking of night…

Strangler: Wait! I know your secret identity! 

HHH: Say goodnight, Gracie (She stands up beside the kneeling criminal).

Strangler: (Snarling) I’ll get revenge. I swear it. I’ll…

HHH: Not in this lifetime you won’t. DEARIE. 

Strangler: (terrified) No! Don’t. Stop.

HHH: Nighty night! (She gives him a boot to the chin that sends him into
unconsciousness). 

(She picks up the phone).

HHH: Lieutenant, send the cleanup crew. He’s all yours. (She puts her
arms on her hips and stares down at the fallen Strangler, shaking her
head in disgust). 

SCENE EIGHTEEN (CLAUDIA'S BEDROOM, EPILOGUE)
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(Camera: New shot. HHH is at a high vantage point looking down
thoughtfully at the city below.)

Voice-over: Poor Strangler! He had figured out my identity, but it
didn’t do him any good. The Windy City Strangler had an unfortunate
accident and died before the first cop had even touched him. It seems
after I tied him up and rendered him unconscious, the Strangler
accidentally fell face first on some pillows and smothered himself to
death before the good Lieutenant could reach him. A few months later,
the Strangler’s twin brother got the electric chair, just as I had
predicted. My identity was safe!

(Camera: New shot. Claudia is in her bedroom writing in her war
journal). 

Voice-over (continued): High Heeled Huntress War Journal. Entry 170. I
dumped the Strangler’s victory videotape into the nearest incinerator.
And the man who hired him? Borliss and the crooked cops got rounded up
and sent to prison. With Borliss out of the running the good Mayor
Vernon won the election again, and the Windy City lived happily ever
after…. Or my name isn’t the High Heeled Huntress. 

End.






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