"I read your article on me after the metamorphous formula debacle. I felt it was very biased!" She groaned, looking up at the floor. Ali continued. "Well, Gene, this has been wonderful. Empty out the pool. Now, it's time to dispose of them." The bald henchman pulled out a plug, as water spilled on the floor.
"We can't have any bodies or smell. Be careful Ali." The thug thought for a moment.
"The dining room." Gene lit up with a smile.
"Oh yes great Ali Baba." He looked down at DynaGirl as he unturned the crank two turns.
"Gene, gear 3!"
"Huh?" ElectraWoman shrieked as the wheel cranked around. She was pulled back under then up, over the top, and then clank! it pulled faster. Quickly down and up, over down up over clack! Gene pulled the iron gear as her speed again increased. Ali again pulled out a cigarette.
"You know, DynaGirl, you just have to enjoy the good times in life," he said as he lit it, sitting down, watching the wheel spin dizzyingly fast. Clank clank clank... it wiggled back and forth.
"Undo the girl," Ali commanded. DynaGirl instantly felt her limbs go loose. But as she tried to move them, she was picked up, as two strong arms tied her wrists in front of her. She muffled through the gag, and found herself standing next to the foul villain. She bent her legs, trying to get feeling back in them.
"I never realized this contraption went so fast," Ali mused. "You know, this is all original torture equipment. What a history this place has." She could feel a breeze from the spinning. She watched helplessly, as her partner spun around several times a second.
"Strange, isn't it Judy. You wouldn't break for ElectraWoman even as she was drowning. But she broke for you. Spilled the beans on everything." He paused to watch the wheel. "Stop!" Gene hit the break, as a loud clunk announced the halting of revolutions.
The wooden wheel violently jerked, revealing the blond stretched out over the top half. Gene cranked another half turn, as her head lowered. ElectraWoman's eyes were closed, as she didn't move. The two guards approached her with swords, and undid her ankles. Flop! Her body twisted down, with only the upper torso leaning up, as her wrists were still attached. Ali walk over and slapped her red-orange butt hard. She still didn't move, even as she fell onto the ground.
"What craftsman's ship. Whatever you say about Tourenbourg, they sure knew how to build torture devices." The guards picked up the blond. "To the dining room!" As Gene led DynaGirl out, Ali noticed her cape caught up in her bound wrists. He slapped her cheeks hard.
"Two for the price of one! ElectraWoman has a bigger ass than you. But don't worry, DynaGirl, you got back!"
The masked Arabian Guards led the party down a new set of stairs with a torch. They were somewhere around the fourth floor. It was dusty and full of cobwebs. They entered a new room, as Ali pushed DynaGirl onto the ground. Gene and the other guard were still dragging the unconscious ElectraWoman. She was dropped onto the ground by a chain. They proceeded to bound her hands together in front of her, and then bind that to the chain. Gene had great skill in lashing wrists with his chord as her wrists were tied by a complex network of rope. Ali got behind the rock slab ElectraWoman laid in front of, and began to crank the spool of chain. Slowly, the blond heroine's arms rose.
Her head lay limp on her shoulder, as her now dry and extra big hair flowed onto the ground. Her wrists went up, as her shoulders followed. Her torso slid as the chains tightened still. Her head flopped onto her chest, her face looking strangely peaceful, as her body was hoisted up. Full weight was upon her wrists as her thighs left the ground. Finally her feet lifted.
"Stop Ali!" Gene said, as he bent down to take off her boots. Judy cringed at this sight. He slowly unzipped each boot, and began to stroke her ankle and foot. DynaGirl startled, as if ElectraWoman had smirked. But she was out cold. Then, after taking off the other boot, Gene took out a bowie knife, and made a light cut. Then he grabbed a shackle, and cuffed the ankles, attaching the shackle to a hook on the floor.
"Continue, Ali Baba," he told his employer, as Ali cranked, and DynaGirl watched her feet go up, until only the balls of her feet touched the ground. The blond superheroine was suspended, hanging by her wrists.
"Now it's DynaGirl's turn!" Ali said as Gene grabbed her wrists. She squealed helplessly as the thug attached the chain. Ali cranked, as DynaGirl stood, and was pulled over beside the hanging ElectraWoman. Her arms went up and up. Then, Gene went for the boots. She went to kick him, but he grabbed her ankle.
"Ah!!!! A saucy American girl." unziiiiiiiiip. unziiiiiip. "With gorgeous feet." She cringed trying not to giggle. He had obviously debooted before. Then Ali cranked again. Her arms went up, as only the balls of her feet were touching. Then she felt the sting of the knife, and felt her ankles shackled and attached.
Ali came out. "Nice work boys." He grabbed their boots, putting them on a shelf by the door. He also took out their electracomps, and placed them there.
"I always enjoy giving you hope. Here are your boots and electracomps. Such a pity, DynaGirl. If I wasn't so hurried, I might try to make you evil again." Ali smiled like the cat who ate the canary. "But we're on a tight schedule. And don't worry. Your partner will soon wake up." They left the room, shutting and locking the door. The torch was still on the wall.
Chinck! DynaGirl felt herself lowered an inch. Slam! She heard another door open. Then she saw an opening in the wall, and heard a squealing. Something, or things approaching.
She turned to look at her partner. DynaGirl muffled. ElectraWoman opened her eyes, giving the angry-determined look only she could give. She glared at DynaGirl, then rubbed her face on her sleeve until the gag came out. DynaGirl followed suit.
"Those pigs! I can't believe it." She looked around. Chink! They were lowered another inch. Then, out from the hole came a rat, about the size of a medium dog.
"EWWW!" DynaGirl shrieked.
"Now I understand. The dining room."
They looked at each other. "We're the dinner!" They looked back to see two more, even greasier come through. They were smelling around the room. They smelled their blood. Gene had been careful to make very small cuts to tease the rodents into being more aggressive.
"We're being lowered an inch at a time so they can slowly devour us!" ElectraWoman said as more rats were coming in. She looked at DynaGirl. "OK. We're going to half to get out of this one as Lori and Judy."
"Very apropos. Ouch! I'm being nibbled at."
"How about your wrists, Judy?"
"Gene tied mine up real well."
"Same as mine. But these ankle shackles aren't made for women in bare feet. Ouch! He's biting!"
The spandexed heroines wiggled and wiggled, as Judy found enough room to partially get her heal into the cuff. The squirming backed off the rats for a moment. Lori felt the iron of the shackle cutting into her skin.
"There! I'm out." Instantly, Judy kicked the rats away from Lori's feet.
"It's a struggle. Arrrrr. " It took about a minute to jam it out. Judy's feet were turning black from the oily dirt on the rats. With her last kick, one snarled at her, and bit her fully.
"Owww!" The others gathered around, ready to feast.
"Climb up you chain, Judy."
"But Lori..."
"Now!" The youth obliged, as she grabbed the chain and walked up the wall. The rats were repositioning for Lori's feet. But finally, she pulled, with much struggling, her foot through the shackle. She kicked at the rats as she used the blood from the cut as lubricant. Her other foot came faster, as the rats were chewing on her heel. Skin was ripping off as she pulled herself up the chain, and sitting herself at the top of the wall that held the pulleys for the chains. Over the other side, the spools were still turning at an inch a minute.
ElectraWoman studied the room. "Well, Judy, let me tell you about tonight. It started off with me never feeling so warm, so beautiful....." she manipulated chain off of the spool. "so enchanting. I got to dance with a King in royal jewels. And then I was told off by the Carpathian princess. And I cried over it!" she said getting into Judy's face. "Think I can hit that hook on the ceiling?"
"Sure." Toss. Miss.
"So I go on to discover it ain't the princess. You see, the real one has been murdered! Then, I'm captured..hypnotized by the impostor, strapped onto that inquisition toy." Miss.
"Here, let me try."
"I get to watch you forget everything I taught you. But that's OK. Cause I forgot everything I taught you too. You get netted and stretched out like plastic man. Nice shot." The blond, infuriated, grabbed the chain, and hand over hand climbed into the middle of the room.
"So, it's like...Hi Ali...What are you doing here. He tries to drown me, zap you, and I tell him our identities. I haven't dreamt any of this, right?" ElectraWoman was hanging on by one hand, in the middle of the room.
"Be careful."
"Yeah, if I fell, they look like they'd eat me in a minute." Blood was still dripping from her feet, as dozens of oversized rats swarmed underneath her. "How far to the door?"
"About six feet."
ElectraWoman approximated the reach on the left over chain. She backed up from the hook, and swung. Directly to the shelf with the boots and electracomps. She swung back, and again, landing her seat on the stone ledge. She grabbed her boots.
"So I spun, oh, several thousand times....I don't care if it's Glitter Rock or the Pharoah, or Ali. I hate spinning! On an inquisition device." She pulled a boot on and zipped. "And I'm catholic. We're suppose to put people on that. Not the other way." The other boot. "Then, Ali slaps my ass. Oh I faked being passed out. But Judy," she said as she strapped on her electacomp, "I have one hell of a head ache. How was your evening?"
She grinned. "Better than yours. Other than being stretched out like Taffy. ElectraFreeze?"
"There's enough power. Spread grid, medium intensity -40. Here we go." A wide spray of the icy blue beam covered the floor as the rats squealed, and quickly ran back into the hole.
ElectraWoman immediately went to work on her ropes with the electrabeam. "So what does that mean, you and the minister have a good time?"
Judy blushed. "Yes, we did!" she cheered holding up her bound hands. "I finally did the big one! Yeah!. But it was intense. We played truth or dare."
"Oh!" the blond aimed for her partner's bonds.
"Here's the good and the bad. First the bad. Ron thinks we're ElectraWoman and DynaGirl."
"Well why not? I mean, if I know Ali, our identities and latest demise will be the leadoff story on Metro City's nightly news."
"But here's the good news. I only dared!"
Lori looked at her and grinned.
"And serious news. Ron believes King Alex loves you."
ElectraWoman's heart surged. But her reaction was cold. "Since I'm not royalty, we're both out of luck on that one." She handed Judy her electracomp. "You will need to do the honors," she mused as she pointed to the door. "Now let's be more careful this time."
"Yeah," responded DynaGirl. "If we're not, we won't be able to live with ourselves!"