Lightgirl slowly came to. She had a great night's rest and felt refreshed after the terrible events of the last few days. Not that those were over yet, but she was determined she would win her freedom from Mr. Matter in his gameshow. She recalled the last night with the villainess Cobra, and briefly felt bad about her lost innocence. It wasn't so bad though, she mused. The snake woman had been scary but also knew how to push her buttons. She seemed to remember the villainess staying with her afterwards, but there was no trace of her now. Except for the wet stains on the sheets.
She checked the tv and was pleasantly surprised to see the morning news on the screen. The speaker reported something about a classified mission some of the superheroes were reportedly doing. Hopefully they were searching for her.
Five minutes after the news ended the door to her cell opened and the same female thug from yesterday entered. She must've been assigned to her or something.
She informed Samantha the show would start in about an hour and told her to get ready.
"Better take a shower too. You smell like a night of sex." She then added.
Samantha could only nod, dimly aware of the dried juices on her face.
After finishing her shower and her breakfast Samantha noticed a white object lying on the bed.
She stepped closer and took a look.
Her Suit!
She had assumed Black Whip took it and she wouldn't see it again. She happily started donning the suit glad to have something more than a towel to cover herself with. Soon however, she noticed there were several things wrong with it.
Her bodysuit previously covered her from her ankles to her neck completely, but now the legs and arms of the suit were cut off. There was a window in the front that would expose the space between her breasts and a solid amount of sideboob as well. The fabric that would normally cover her belly and back were missing as well, which almost made the suit a two parter if it weren't for the small strips of fabric that ran along her flanks. Her cape was gone and had been recycled as a belt of some sort that wrapped around her hip on the right side, but hanged down to her thigh on the left.
Lightgirl was shocked as she inspected herself in the mirror.
The tinkering they had done to her outfit had left her looking less like a superhero, and more like an imitation of one, you would find in stripclub.
This was definitely another insult by Mr. Matter, or perhaps Black Whip. An attempt to humiliate her in front of the entire underworld. Samantha however was mostly glad she wouldn't have to go out naked.
The door opened again and the woman stuck her head in. "Ready girl?" She asked. "Then come along, we don't have all day. She left leaving the door open and Samantha hesitantly followed.
Any hopes of maybe surprising her escort and escaping, were dashed as two burly guards followed behind her with stun guns. Samantha was led through a labyrinth of clean corridors in silence. She tried to make mental notes of where she was going but quickly lost track.
She probably wouldn't find her way out of here, even if she managed to escape her guards.
Her train of thought was interrupted as they came to a stop in front of an unremarkable door.
The woman opened it and pulled Samantha inside, leaving the guards outside.
Samantha blinked. She was somewhere that looked like...
backstage!
Thick curtains divided the area from the rest of the darkened room. There was a bustle here, stagehands handling lights, cables and other equipment. Lightgirl felt a flight of stage fever at the sight, just how many people were going to watch her humiliation?
A middle age man came over and introduced himself as "the man that makes sure everything works".
He asked Samantha if she needed anything, with real concern in his voice, but she declined for now. The only thing she needed was her freedom and he couldn't give her that.
Satisfied, he left, leaving Samantha alone with her escort again.
As she turned around though, she noticed the watchful woman was gone as well.
Maybe she thought her work was done and left me with that manager?
Before she could decide to act on the lacking supervision, a hand touched her shoulder and turned her around.
Samantha turned around and gasped. It was the man from the news! She had seen him not over an hour ago on the tv. What was he doing here?
"Seeing her surprised expression, the man smiled broadly.
"Hello Lightgirl, I see you recognize me. That's right it's me, Mr.Blitz from Rooftop News Network.
Mr. Blitz was a charismatic and handsome man with perfect hair and a captivating smile.
As long as Samantha could remember he had announced the news for the Rooftop channel.
"But...what are you doing here...Mr. Blitz?" she asked.
"Ah, you see, I like earning a little extra cash now and then and Mr, Matter always pays very well. This is the biggest job he has for me yet. I'm to commentate the show! Your show!" He grinned showing his perfect teeth and apparently oblivious to Samantha's shock.
"M-Mr.Blitz don't you realize he's a criminal? He took me prisoner. He's making meβ"
"Yes, yes, I know it all and I don't care. You only have yourself to blame for getting captured. I for one look forward to getting a piece of you once the shows done." Blitz threw a lustful glance at her body.
"Pig!" Samantha felt like slapping him but just then the manager came over and told them to get into positions. The show would start in five minutes.
Lightgirl stood in position behind the curtain and listened to Blitz as he introduced the show in his sonorous voice.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the first ever show of "
Fallen Superheroes
", the show where we watch a valiant superheroine try to win her freedom by beating several challenges that we will throw at her, all while every failure will change her body and mind. Will she be able to win her freedom, or will she end up an obedient sex slave?
I can't wait to find out and I'm sure you can't either. This show is of course made possible by the great Mr. Matter, who provided the funding, the housing and our lovely superheroine.
So, without further ado let me introduce to you...
Lightgirl
!