Thread: Empire - City of Wonder (Black_Out and The Supple Nail)

You look flustered, Wonder Woman. The man in the darkness before her spoke with an obvious mocking confidence. There you go, dropping your sword, again. He continued to taunt with sadistic glee as he kept his distance while the heroine struggled with the tightening lines curling about her luscious body. Sturdy deep navy blue running shoes padded softly across the concrete floor as Conquest approached Wonder Woman as she toppled over onto her side after the binding elastic strands had engulfed her. With the tip of his shoe the mercenary swept the sword aside, placing it further out of her reach if she would somehow manage to break loose from her entrapment. He knelt down then on a single knee along side her, the soft red light shedding across the sharpened features of the hunter. Dark green eyes wandered over her form as he visually inspected the chemically created strands that dug in against her flesh. The tip of his index finger plucked at one of the rubbery lines that snared around her bicep, pulling it up before letting it snap back down into her skin. How long will it last? He turned his gaze away from the heroic damsel as he looked towards his partner in this task who was just now emerging from the shadowy depths behind their captive. Oh, they'll last about a half hour before they begin to decay. Paradox spoke with a wheezed voice through the mask that covered the entirety of his face. More then enough time for you to remove that lasso of hers and use it to bind her proper while I fetch our darling prisoners cage. His arms folded across his chest as he turned his visage down towards the succulent form of Wonder Woman, helplessly rolling her hips upon the floor. I hear it is unbreakable. Conquest nodded slightly as he reached his hand down for the lasso that was buried beneath the fibers wrapped about Diana's body. His rough fingers pressed in against the smooth star studded blue satin that covered her hips and pushed forward until they laid claim over the mystical golden lasso. He leaned down to whisper in her ear as he tugged the golden strands of her lasso away from her body. I also hear that it makes someone tell the truth if they are bound in it. By the time he looked back up, Paradox had slipped back into the cover of darkness. A smile creased across Conquest's lips as he delicately unraveled the tangled mass of her lasso, letting it drape across his knee. His nimble fingers fashioned one end into a loop, which he patiently slid over Wonder Woman's head until it nested around the base of her neck. Carefully he tightened the noose, until it was secure enough to not slip free, yet loose enough to not choke her. Lets find out if that's true, hmm? He inquired casually as he reached down and started to wedge his fingers into her mouth, tucking them around the cords gagging her and drawing them out so they rested beneath the fullness of her bottom lip. The tip of his index finger lingered upon her lip, tracing across its moist surface as his other hand coiled around the magical golden lasso that dangled across his rugged worn jeans. Tell me, Wonder Woman, does your magical lasso force even you to tell the truth when your bound by it? His fingertip slipped away, brushing the dark raven locks of hair away from her face so that he might better see her eyes. To make sure that they met his demanding gaze, his fingers took purchase around the base of her jaw and forced her to turn her head towards him. And, if it does, tell me, is there a way to make you powerless, a source to your strength that we can take advantage of? Last edited Jan 10, 2019