Chapter Three - Purple Thunder - The Double Cross
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[Purple Thunder was moved once more draped across a table top]
Purple Thunder's uniform had been almost fully unzipped, as she was still feeling the full effects of the XXXX time juice, The Captor took his time binding up the defeated heroine, cinching first her ankles, then wrists to the table, seeming to enjoy how the slumbering heroine was blissfully unaware of what was taking place to her.
Purple Thunder, was fitfully moving as the effects were slowly wearing off, if she had her power belt still she would have easily been able to fight off the effects, but now she was too weak to offer much if anything in the way of resistance to his binds. The Captor bound another gag over her mouth, and this seemed to fully bring her around as did the final unzipping of the uniform.
The Captor started using the slapper crop against her taunt belly, Purple Thunder, struggled for all she was worth, but the slapper crop really was doing it's best to bring her out of her once powerful and cocky demeanor, however; it was when the vibrator was shown to her that she realized that something was truly and dreadfully wrong, that was from her own home,..................................."but how did The Captor get that", she tried to say to herself as suddenly she felt,...................................