Terror

3/19/04
Note: I'm going to mess with continuity just a tad. If you read this and don't know what I'm referring to here; good. If on the other hand you notice the changes and are upset: bite me. You read the disclaimer :D.

Terra moaned softly as she stirred into conciousness.

"I see that you are awake."

Her eyes fluttered open. "You!"

"Yes." Slade murmurred as he stepped out of the shadows. "Have you considered my offer?"

"Well, I-" She stopped short, noticing that her arms were encased up to the wrist in solid steel manacles. A quick glance downward told her that her legs were similarly trapped up to her ankles. "HEY!"

"I apologize for the restraints, but they were a nessecity. I could not take the risk of having your powers go berserk and bringing the roof down on us- nor could I find a more secure place than this one to reiterate my proposal." Slade continued, ignoring Terra's grunts of exertion as she struggled to free herself.

Terra relaxed with a sigh, realizing that the bonds were too strong for her to break. Then it hit her. "Wait, how does binding my limbs protect you from my powers."

Slade stepped closer to her, bringing a hand up to her cheek and stroking it with the back of his gloved hand. Terra shivered at the feel of the rough material against her smooth, soft skin. "You'll see soon enough."

Terra's eyes widened. During her time as a runaway she had encountered enough sleazy pervents and drunken alleycats to know what he intended. Frantically she renewed her struggles, her lithe form flexing as she struggled for even the tiniest bit of slack in her bonds. She gritted her teeth, tears stinging her eyes as memories flowed unbidden through her mind.

Her body framed in the light from an open doorway, her faced filled with shock and terror as she lay on her bed, arm upraised as if to shield herself, the bedsheets pooled around her slim waist.

A pair of cold hands holding her head in an iron grip, her long hair entwined tightly around merciless fingers they rocked her violently back and forth.

Gazing up from an alley floor in shock and betrayal at the first and only man that she had ever allowed to touch her.


"Get OFF OF ME!" She shrieked, jerking up in her bonds as the familiar surge of power swept over her.

Briefly, her eyes flickered gold and her hair flew up like something out of a japanese cartoon. Then, the power left her.

In it's place, a shock of pleasure ran through her, coursing along her small body and leaving her breathless. She sagged in her bonds with a gasp, her hair falling down around her face.

"What- what was-" She stammered.

"That, my dear, is a power inhibitor. It takes all the energy that you put out and dampens it." Slade explained as he walked around her. "I've modified the design considerably, so that instead of simply diffusing your powers, it amplifies them- and channels them right back into you, albeit in a slightly different form."

Terra sobbed quietly as the gravity of her situation sunk in. This was the fantasy of every man she had ever encountered. Sure, some acted nice- like Beast Boy. But in the end they only betrayed her, used her. Everyone she ever loved had simply sampled her charms and left her in the dirt, until her body finally decided enough was enough. Until the day when her powers manifested themselves.

Since then, her powers had kept all 'suitors' away, though nothing served to deflect their lecherous leers, their sinful eyes undressing her toned body like Superman gazing through solid steel.

But now, she was powerless, and at the mercy of a captor who was ruthless, and who now appeared to be more than a little interested in her considerable charms.

"Now now, Terra. Its not so bad. I promised that I would help you gain control of your powers, and I will."

Terra sniffed and looked up at him hopefully, hating herself for it. He would only betray her in the end.

Slade cupped her chin in his hand and looked at her enigmatically.

Was that.. compassion in his eye? Or was she just imagining it?

Before she could decide, he slapped her viciously, elicting a cry from the young girl as she shuddered in her bonds.

Rage filled her. Rage at Slade for treating her this way, and rage at herself for allowing herself to hope. Deep within her bonds her fists clenched, soon followed by the rest of her tanned, athletic body. Again, her hair flew up, her eyes glowed, and she began to scream.

In an instant, those cries turned to pleasure, as a massive shock of pure bliss ravaged her fragile nerves like a lightning bolt, running down through her toes and fingers to the very center of her being.

Slade chuckled. "Soon. Soon you will learn to control your powers." He said, walking toward the door, leaving Terra alone in a pool of light, surrounded by darkness. "Until then, rest."

Terra sobbed quietly.

"Good." Slade intoned, "fight it. Keep it inside."

Terra grunted and gasped as the phallus plunged deeper into her tight pussy. Slade had rearranged her leg manacles so that she was in a crouching position, knees bent so that her upper and lower thighs were flush against each other, her arms still raised up and to either side.

Sweat covered her sleek young body, causing her black t-shirt and short jeans to stick to her seductively.

"Now, focus on controlling your powers."

Terra groaned incoherently, barely aware that someone was speaking.

Wordlessly, Slade touched a control on a nearby panel, and the dildo redoubled its efforts, elicting a cry from the blonde haired teen.

Terra threw her head back, her eyes screwed shut, her mouth wide open as she gasped in passion.

She could feel the ridges and bumps of the dildo thrusting, spinning and vibrating inside her. Despite herself, she found that her hips were gyrating wildly, trying to extract more pleasure from the machine. Suddenly, her hips bucked, as another orgasm hit her. She let out a sharp cry and shook her head wildly, causing her hair to whip around her as she desperately struggled to maintain control.

She broke.

An instant later, her eyes flew open, straining as if to escape their sockets as she surged up in her bonds, screaming and flailing wildly. A wave of indescriable pleasure washed through her, straining her to the very limits of her conciousness, until finally she collapsed into sweet, merciful darkness.


Terra awoke to a gentle hand, stroking her face. Opening her heavy lidded eyes, she saw a black gloved hand holding a saucer of water before her. Terra eyed the liquid greedily, unconciously licking her dry lips as she calculated what she would have to do to get this prize that lay before her.

Suddenly, the saucer was placed against her lips. Surprised, she swallowed reflexively, cooing in pleasure as the soothing liquid coursed down her parched throat. This went on for nearly a minute before the saucer was withdrawn, leaving her to gasp for air, confused, but sated.

When she regained her composure, she craned her neck to look up at her captor gratefully.

"Today," Slade said, his arms behind his back. "We are going to try something different."

Terra looked up at him quizzically as he approached, trying to ignore the burning ache that lingered in her graceful shoulders and travelled down her smooth back.

Her knees creaked from her prolonged bondage as she shifted in her manacles, uncertainty in her eyes.

"What-" She croaked, her eyes widening an instant later as the realization hit her.

"NO!" She screamed as Slade approached, blindfold in hand. "Please don't! I- I can't! I-"

"Shhh." Slade intoned soothingly, steadying her widly bucking form by grabbing her neck in a powerful hand. Deftly he slipped the blindfold over her eyes and tied it tightly.

Terra let out a cry of despair when she felt the knot press snugly against the back of her head.

"NOOOO! NOOOO! OH GOD PLEASE NO! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! YOU DON'T-"

"Oh, but I do understand, dear Terra. Your step father used to do this every day, did he not?"

Terra froze. "How- how did you...?"

She felt a hand on her cheek again, gently wiping away her tears. "I told you before, I know everything about you. Your fears... your fantasies..."

Terra blushed furiously. In this place, in this situation, she was at his mercy. Could he really know her deepest, darkest fantasy? To be kidnapped- rescued, really,- off the streets, and pleasured by someone until he broke her, making her trust him, forcing her to submit, and then protecting her, loving her...

"Yes." Slade said, as if in answer to her question, his voice and footsteps indicating that he was moving around behind her. "I know *all* your fantasies." He finished by whispering in her ear suddenly.

Terra gasped as a pair of strong gloved hands reached out from behind her and grabbed her small, budding breasts. She squirmed as they were massaged in the iron grip of her assailant, finally letting out a long surpressed moan.

"Thats good Terra. Let it all out. I will give you what you've always desired." Slade said hypnotically.

"What I've always desired." Terra repeated breathlessly.

"Yes."

"Yessss." She hissed, as he squeezed her breasts tightly, his rock hard palms clenching into her soft flesh, fingers exerting just enough pressure on her delicate brown nipples to dance on the line between pleasure and pain.

She heard him inhale deeply through his nose, and blushed. Unwashed and sweat covered as she was, she must stink like a mule.

"You smell wonderful." Slade commented, and much to her surprise, she felt a rough tounge on her shoulder, elicting a giggle from the nubile young girl. "You are a beautiful young woman, Tara."

Terra blushed a deep crimson. She had heard this many times, from many men. But never had it been spoken with such sincerity, such... longing.

"Ah!" She jerked in her bonds as a sharp nip to the base of her neck yanked her out of her reverie.

Her mind raced, blood thundered through her veins. Had he taken off his mask? Or was this a different person? She struggled to form coherent thoughts with the firm hands massaging her breasts, teasing her nipples, stroking her lithe bound frame.

Terra squirmed beneath his erotic onslaught. It sounded like Slade... was this just a different side of him? Or was his mask more than just a piece of metal?

She gasped when he nibbled on her earlobe. Whoever it was, this felt good. Damn good.

Finally, she sighed, resigning herself. Abandoning herself to the pleasure.

Something warm and hard caressed her buttocks, teasing, prodding. Terra found herself holding her breath in anticipation. Blushing furiously, she forced herself to exhale.

How could he remain so calm, so precise? Was he even human? It didn't seem possible.

Suddenly, the warmth left her. She moaned in disappointment.

"In due time, Tara, in due time."

Terra shivered at passion in his voice, her chest heaving erotically.

So he IS human.

No, *super*human.

And she was all his.