The continuing saga of...The Eliminator: House of the Femdoms
Part 1 -- Betrayal
Part 2 -- The Rose Coloured World
Now: Part 3 - Payne & Pleasure
The Eliminator was very angry and someone was going to pay. Before tonight he had been a skilled warrior, expert of martial art techniques and he had never been mastered.
Tonight that had all changed, suffering first the mind control of Red Passion and then the humiliation of...of...he didn't want to think about...that thing. He felt nauseous and angry. He could feel a massive ball of rage at the shame of being bested, and the desire for revenge was thick enough to almost taste.
His instincts were in control now though, he had to keep his emotions in check and concentrate on escaping. He was observant and wary as he quietly made his way along a stone corridor.
He heard footsteps in front of him so hid in a doorway as a guard clad in the red cloak that marked out Red Passion's servants, and that he also wore walked past him. The Eliminator quickly made his way to a set of double doors and entered a large ballroom with a black and white tiled marble floor.
The room itself had cost some money to build. A wide stairway at the opposite end of the ballroom led to the first floor with a long walkway running along each side which rested upon elegantly engraved metallic beams.
Everything in sight was ornate and stylish with long black curtains framing the sides of the ballroom and large chandeliers hung overhead. He closed the door behind him and stood still, studying the room and listening...
To hear the click of boot heels as three women advanced towards him from the darkness at the far side of the ballroom. They were clearly aware of his presence but appeared unarmed, he advanced, tensed and ready to act.
As they drew closer he could see that they were dressed in tight fitting, shiny black costumes. They were varied characters, a lithe black woman, a redhead and a blond and as they slowed to talk to him, the redhead and blond moved off to one side each, forcing him to look left and right to check their position.
'We know who you are...servant of Red Passion but we do not know how you have escaped.' The black woman began. 'We are the maidens of Payne and I have a secret to show you but you must stand closer for me to tell you.'
The Eliminator was in a state of full alert, his intuition screaming that this was an extremely hazardous situation and not to trust what he was being told. He would have to play this carefully despite feeling like smashing these maidens down. He stepped closer.
'Our mistress is your ally and seeks to aid you, her instruction is here.' The black woman looked down to her chest and The Eliminator's gaze followed this prompt. He found himself staring at a large circular disc that hung above the woman's cleavage.
The disc contained a black and white spiral that spun clockwise and was very eye catching, in fact despite seeing that the spiral displayed no information, he found it difficult to look away but finally managed to, tearing his gaze back up to the woman's face. She frowned when he looked up at her and signaled to her left.
Suddenly he was pushed very hard in the back and turned around to find the blond woman stood near to him. She slowly moved her hands from behind her head, down to the sides of her breasts which she gently pushed together emphasising her spiral disc which captured The Eliminator's gaze. After ten seconds or so he broke this trance which was noted, a signal given and he was shoved in the back.
To turn around and face the redhead who huskily sighed as she sensuously rubbed her hands up and down against her breasts before circling her spiral disc. The Eliminator had no chance to react, their motor actions were trained to capture his gaze and bring it onto the hypno disc every time.
It was taking longer to break the trance with each recurrence, the discs dragging his gaze into their slow spinning turns. He was finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than the spiral, yet when he did he would be shoved, turned and distracted again and again. Disorientated and unable to think, he was soon losing control to the trap set for him.
'Yes that's it, look at the spiral' Intoned a sexy voice behind him. 'The aid you seek lies within it.' He felt a pressure on his shoulders gently push him towards his knees.
'Just relax and give in to your fatigue...' He began to feel very lethargic, a wave of tiredness washed over him.
'Your eyes are feeling soooo heavy, as if lead weights were slowly pulling them down.' The spiral seemed to fill his vision, his eyes were closing but through the glimmer of vision left he thought he could see something within...
'Look deeper into the spiral.' Was it a light?
'Just let yourself begin to fall asleep.'...A symbol?
'And join with us.'...A star?
'Let yourself be controlled.' A STAR!!
A massive overload of images instantly washed through The Eliminator's mind, visions of Red Passion's glowing star hidden within her gem as it transfixed him, of fractured rose tinted images and finally revulsion of contact with some hideous sweating beast.
'NOOOO!!!!!' He leapt to his feet as a wave of anger and wrath filled his being. He kicked the black woman now stood in front of him and she crashed to the floor.
Turning quickly The Eliminator grabbed hold of the redhead's disc before smashing her in the stomach and slapping her to the head before she fell.
He heard steps behind him as the blond maiden tried to flee in terror but he showed no mercy. These temptresses were dangerous and had to be stopped. The Eliminator ran up from behind and clotheslined her with his right arm sending her to the floor. She tried to regain her feet but he kicked her powerfully in the side, and she passed out.
This female threat was vanquished and he felt grim satisfaction as he surveyed their beaten forms lying on the ground.
Staring at the physical destruction around him The Eliminator tried to calm down. All was quiet and he was shaking at how close he came to being ensnared again. Once he escaped Justice 7 would have to upgrade its training to deal with the threat of these mesmerising objects that were proving so effective.
He stealthily advanced towards the stairway at the end of the ballroom, once on the first floor he was bound to be able to access some means of esca...
'Hold it right THERE...Eliminator.' A powerful voice boomed out. He looked up to the top of the staircase where a woman clad in tight fitting black PVC clothing began to walk towards him.
Unlike the maidens he had overpowered, her attire was randomly covered in spikes, rips and zips. She strode towards him confidently and wore a leather mask that encased the top of her head but left her face exposed below her nose, the mask also being studded.
'I'm not at ALL happy with the violence you wreaked upon my maidens of Payne after our kind offer for you to join our cause, so now you will be a taught a lesson on why you should obey MISS PAYNE!'
As she advanced she exposed her right hand which had been hidden out of view behind her and held a long whip which crackled with electricity.
The Eliminator retreated quickly as Miss Payne reached the floor and began to whirl the whip around her head. The whip looked dangerous and he was naked apart from the cloak so he tried to hide in the shadows at the side of the room. Miss Payne began to laugh.
'Oh Eliminator, I wouldn't hide there if I were you.' She flicked a button on a control pad in her left hand and The Eliminator had to immediately jump forward to escape a ball of flame that emerged from the metal grill flooring below him. Looking up he could see the whip flicking towards him and successfully dodged its attack.
Miss Payne attacked again with her electric weapon but seeing its angle The Eliminator somersaulted over the whip to land directly in front of his opponent.
He aimed a vicious punch at her head but she ducked and with her left hand brought a hand tazer into the side of The Eliminator's neck. His vision exploded as 50,000 volts coursed through his body and he collapsed to the floor.
'No-one hurts my Maidens you aggressive freak.' Were the last words he heard before blacking out.
On opening his eyes he looked up to see his antagonist stood over him, whip in one hand and tazer in the other. Staring at him venomously; 'Its time you paid...' She wasn't smiling.
ZZZAAAPPP!!!!!! She lashed him with the electric whip, his cloak no defence against its charge. His body contracted in pain at the current this wicked whip held.
CCCRRRAAAACCCCKKKK!!! She whipped him again, and again, and again as a cruel smile came to her lips and The Eliminator groaned in pain. Kicking him on the shoulder with her pointed leather boots, she forced him to roll onto his back before grinding her boot heel into his chest.
'Who's the big hero now then?' She asked sarcastically. 'Signing up to your charters and pacts and saying you'll do good, and then you hit women!! You're lowly scum!'
He winced as she placed more weight on her bootheel. 'Like most superheroes they are wearing Kelvar body armour which allows its wearer to take massive punishment so they won't be badly injured but you just don't hit women!!' The bootheel ground down again and The Eliminator muttered quietly.
'What was that my feeble so say superhero?' Miss Payne lowered her head towards him as he looked up at her with a smile on his face.
'I said I think I'm getting my strength back' Miss Payne's opened wide in surprise as his fist smashed into her stomach sending her to her knees.
'No you don't.' He jumped to his feet and kicked her wrist forcing Miss Payne to drop her whip and then her other hand as she struggled to use the tazer. 'Now its my turn.'
