Thread: Not So Super Now (Yenpointfive and Frogger)

I-Id rather turn you into the police first! Viola shrank under his attention, toes curling, and fear making another appearance inside her stomach. It was a poisonous thing, fear. It is unreasonable, unjustified every once in a whileand wellwhen there is something to be afraid of, it has a tendency to freeze its victims in place. Fearis one hell of an emotion, induced by primal instincts One can usually hide, or confront their fears, or whatever is causing the reaction. Howeveronly so much can be done, if a person doesnt have the courage to ignore that whispering voice, because thenit can take over their life. After allfear is a tyrant with an iron fist, no mercyand with a vicious bite. Unfortunatelyshe cant seem to pull or rather, yank- on the reins of her fear. It has power...and it was gaining more ground, roots sinking deep into the rich soil of her chest and stomach. A soft, almost inaudible whimper escaped from her throat, though it became muffled due to the tape. Her hands fought against the shackles, though of course, it was to no avail. Nono, please! I dont want thisany of this! Please! LetLet me go! Let Ricochet and I go! Those blue eyes darted to the bound hero to her right, reading the ragethe fear, and the other emotions playing through the orbs. Vanessa gave a soft chuckle, her eyes bright and dancing with excitement. Do you think so? Because even if voyeurism is a waste of my talentsthere is something ratherarousing about being watched, isnt there? One knee came up, the red dress riding up until a lot of creamy skin was exposed when she climbed onto the bed. As though itsforbidden At these words her lips curved into a smile, one of which brought shivers of dread and anticipation up ones spine. Several golden strands fell to brush the heros cheek, just as her fingertips found the shackles binding him. Like what you see, little hero? she purred, the smile turning into another kind altogether. Due to her positionhe could see just about everythingincluding the pair of lush breasts threatening to fall out of her dress. Their eyes locked on the other, her hand reached outuntil her fingers located the item she was looking for. Thats good because you are going to be here for quite some timeand so is your little partner. You might as well get a good show. Another laugh poured out of her. Tonight was certainly going to be fun Viola tried to struggle against the bigger man, shackles digging harshly into the skin of her wrists. Doctor Prometheus words proved to be wiseyet she couldnt think of listening. Surrender wasnt an option, not when their lives were at stake here A wicked whirring sound caught her attention, as did a flash of light reflecting off metal. Her eyes followed the bone saw as he used it to cut into the solid metal table. Oh no Dread joining hands with the fear inside her chest, the young girl fought a small whimper from rising up her throat. No, no, noplease dont The blue circular saw began coming forward, the sharp blade eager for the taste of her flesh. Im going to die here Viola thought with no doubt, already mentally preparing herself to see crimson blood seeping through her blue outfitand for the pain that is sure to come. Howeverthat pain never came. Instead, the saw cut straight through her clothes and the end flattened as soon as it touched her skin. One eye opened, then the other behind the mask. Im Im aliveshe realized. That means more is coming This proved itself to be true when he started guiding the blade up her stomachtowards her chest. A shiver ran up and down her spine as cool air caressed her newly exposed skin, nipples growing hard almost immediately. Of coursethe villain didnt know of it yet, buthe will soon enough. Such knowledge made shame burn on her cheeks, red traveling down the length of her neck until it reached her shoulders. One knee rose to try and protect her body from his eyeshowever, what use would that be? In this situation, she was powerlessand there was nothing she could do to stop him. A soft whimper did escape her throat this time around.