{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"fa20185e-76e6-4207-b8bd-3f6d034cc807","seriesId":"a9169989-5d2d-4990-a606-141bbae8cb49","seriesName":"The Mechanic","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2025-09-23T14:43:43.179Z","title":"Teen Fire and Frost vs. The Mechanic","slug":"teen-fire-and-frost-vs-the-mechanic","shortId":"qRzhDmqc","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"5f5a1d91-0190-4c80-98d3-20a9235c911c","title":"Story 1 Pendulum Perl","summary":"Tara enjoyed the beautiful sunny day. She and her sister had been at the beach for some surfing and ","wordCount":5790,"readTime":29,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Story 1 Pendulum Perl","content":"

Tara enjoyed the beautiful sunny day. She and her sister had been at the beach for some surfing and beach volleyball and were now returning to the warehouse that they used as their crime base.

Both girls wore their costume bottoms, morphed into tiny thongs under their tight booty shorts. They decided to leave their costume tops at the base in place of bikini tops. Their power stones were tucked safely in their backpacks. Both girls entered the building and proceeded to the elevator. Upon arriving on the 3rd sub basement level, they set their backpacks on the countertop, neither noticing the perimeter alarm was activated, and began to get dressed to begin their night patrol.

Kara and Tara were zipping up their boots and talking about the fun they had experienced that day and where their night's patrol would likely lead them when they heard a noise, then a bright flash of light, and were both rendered instantly unconscious.

When they awoke, hours later, they found themselves at the mercy of the villain, the Mechanic. Both heroes were bound to thick metal poles in the center of a small room. The teen heroes were secured to the poles with heavy nylon straps. These straps held their muscular bodies rigid to the pole with straps over their ankles, thighs, tummies, and necks. Each girl's wrists were behind the pole, bound with similar straps. A final strap was placed across each girl's mouth, securing their head to the pole that held them. Both girls realized in unison that they were topless and began struggling to free themselves as their captor stood before them.

Both girls moaned in dread when they realized who had abducted them: The Mechanic. A 35-year-old South American beauty was a former Miss Brazil and an M.I.T. graduate; she had amassed a vast fortune creating and selling weapons on the international arms black market. From her base in the South American jungle, she dealt death to a global market.

Just over two years prior, she had been involved in a very lucrative deal supplying a disruptor weapon of her design to a group of terrorists when Teen Fire and Team Frost stopped the transaction; it cost her millions of dollars and caused the death of her brother. The truth was that her brother was killed in the crossfire between the villains, but The Mechanic swore vengeance against the teen heroines.

The heroines recoiled as much as they could in their tightly bound positions as The Mechanic moves in front of them, reaching forward and grasping one of each of the girls' exposed nipples. The Mechanic, Maria Sol, smiled widely. \"I have you now,\" she said, violently squeezing each girl's nipple. \"I've been waiting for this moment for some time; you little bitches are going to pay for the death of my brother.\" The heroes attempted to shake their heads but found that the strap across their mouths held fast. Maria grinned at the girls. \"I have decided to keep you meddling brats and torture you day and night until I grow tired of your screams, then I have a fate worse than death planned for each of you.

But now, I hope you two are ready to have some fun; I have created the ultimate torture toys for you meddling do-gooders to play with. I have the first of many ready to go. Shall we get started?\" Maria laughed as she squeezed the two teen heroes' nipples harder. As Tara groaned, she could only imagine what diabolical devices this mad genius had created to torture her and her sister. The Mechanic leaned forward, spraying an aerosol can into both heroes' faces. Tara stared into the gleaming eyes of her sadistic captor as she drifted into unconsciousness. Maria drew her communicator from her belt. \"I want to prepare our guests,\" she said. A robotic voice acknowledged.

As the girls regained consciousness, they found themselves hanging upside down in a cavernous room. The teen heroines dangled beside each other with their heads about 4 feet off the floor. Their wrists were bound with leather cuffs back to back, preventing the palms of their hands from touching. Their bound wrists were forced to the upper parts of their backs, making their elbows extend out on either side of each bound girl like wings; the heroines' bound wrists were connected to a harness around each girl's back and chest. This harness held the girls' wrists tightly in place.

Both girls noted black metallic bands around the base of each of their breasts. The bands were thin, about an eighth of an inch wide, and were snug around the girls' amazing breasts, but not tight. The teen heroes' ankles were locked above their heads to a D-shaped metal bar, spreading their legs very wide. This heavy spreader bar was connected in the center to a thick metal pole running up about 30 feet to a machine mounted above. The girls realized in unison that they were each tied to a giant pendulum!

Two stainless steel pipes ran in an inverted arch along the axis of the pendulums; Tara noticed a line of holes running along the underside of these pipes; the lowest point of the pipes' inverted arch was directly above the spread-open crotches of the two bound heroines. Both Kara's and Tara's long hair was tied into long ponytails, and then bound to the restraints binding their wrists. The heroines struggled in their bonds, their incredibly toned bodies struggling from side to side and forward and back, bending at their waists, fighting hopelessly against their strict bonds: their exposed breasts bounced and jiggled, and that was all they accomplished.

Tara stared at the pipes running above her and her sister's thinly covered pussies and thought that she did not like the look of them at all. Maria Sol appeared in front of her captives, enjoying the sight of them struggling. She smiled to herself, knowing the show had just begun: the two brats were about to experience the ride of their lives and would suffer every minute of it. She just hoped that both of the teen brats would last a long time, so she could enjoy their torment.

She smiled at the girls as they stared back at her; each teen had a large ring gag forced in her mouth. Maria enjoyed the defiant looks from each of the beautiful girls dangling from her elaborate torture machine. Standing in front of the teens, she began to explain their predicament: she explained that each hero was, in fact, bound to the giant pendulum and that each pendulum the girls were attached to could swing forward to the ceiling some 50ft above and then back.

Maria brought the girls' attention to the pipes running in an inverted arch above each girl for perspective. Maria stated that the girls' exposed crotches would always be less than 3 inches from the bottom of the pipe at all times while attached to the device. Again, Tara had an ominous feeling as Maria directed their attention to the pipes; she stared at the numerous small holes running up the underside of the arching pipe. She couldn't imagine what they were for, and that terrified her.

Maria removed something from her jacket pocket that looked like a quarter. She held the item up in front of Tara's face. Tara noted that the item was a small disk, smooth on one side, and with some type of nub on the opposing side. Maria removed a tube from her other pocket and applied a small amount of blue gel to the nub side of the disc. She reached forward and placed the disc on the hard nipple of Tara's right breast.

The disc bit down on her exposed nipple, and Tara thrashed in her bonds, screaming, shaking her chest back and forth to shake the tiny object free. But to no avail, as the disc held fast. Tara could only compare the pain of the discs applied to her nipples to being bitten and held onto by the teeth of a small animal.

The nub on the disc had locked onto the nipple, and the blue gel had somehow sealed the disc tightly; her nipple throbbed, and her entire breast ached. Maria smiled at the reaction of the teen heroine and removed a second disc from her pocket, then applied more blue gel and held it up to Tara's wide eyes. Tara valiantly struggled in her bonds as Maria slowly moved the disc toward her pert nipple. Maria seized the black band encircling Tara's left breast and pulled the teen hero forward, then applied the second disc to her hardened nipple.

Tara screamed in agony in her gag as Maria let her go. As before, Tara shook her bouncing breasts, attempting to dislodge the discs. Maria enjoyed watching the beautiful redhead thrash and wiggle her amazing chest. Maria soon had placed disks on her blonde sister's nipples as well. The reaction was delightfully the same. Maria stood and watched the two teen crime fighters wiggle their amazing boobs up and down and from side to side.

The sheer pleasure of tormenting these two girls was more than she ever could have imagined. Her mind started racing on the other tortures and torments that she would unleash on the two teens. This was causing her pussy to begin to get wet. When the girls finally realized the futility of their thrashing, they moved forward again.

Kara and Tara stared at their Latin captor as she explained the machine that held them. Each girl was amazed, terrified, and immediately turned on at the torments that awaited their young bodies. Neither hero was under the illusion that this pain was anything but the beginning.

\"Ladies, I designed this devilish device for the sole purpose of torturing you both.\" Maria smiled, staring into Tara's defiant face. The redhead was trying to put on a brave front, Maria thought, but looking into her strange green-red eyes, Maria saw that she was worried, and maybe something else? Excited maybe? Was this girl turned on? Perhaps, Maria mused.

Maria explained how the device worked. Both heroines would be given a controller that engaged the discs attached to the tips of each of their nipples. The girls would be pulled up by the discs by a sort of tractor beam till they reached the apex of the pendulum. Then, when they released their control buttons, gravity would take over, and they would swing back and forth until coming to rest where they currently were hanging, then the process would start over again.

Both teen heroes stare wide-eyed at the tormentor. Maria understood the question on each of the young heroes' minds and laughed out loud. \"You, too, must be wondering why you would do this to yourselves. Well, staying down here, I imagine, we would become pretty painful.\" She laughed again.

\"You see the pipe running directly above your spread legs?\" Both heroes looked up at the ominous pipe as Maria spoke. \"Each of those holes is a flame jet for you, Teen Fire, and a liquid helium sprayer for you, Blondie Maria went on, pointing at the pipe directly above Tara's exposed pussy. Maria met the redheaded heroine's wide-eyed stare. \"That's right!\" Maria laughed.

Maria produced two small cylinders, each with a large red button on top. She held these items up in front of the shocked teen heroines' faces. \"These are your control buttons,\" she said with a smile, walking around behind the dangling girls. She looked at their perfect tiny bottoms for a moment, then placed a controller in one of each girl's bound hands. Maria then returned to the front and continued to explain the young girl's predicament.

She pointed again to the gas pipe directly above Tara's crotch. \"When I engage the machine, that gas jet will ignite, producing a 5 to 8-inch flame, so I suggest that both of you press your buttons.\" Maria's grin widened. \"I explained to you before, the discs attached to your nipples will pull you forward and up there,\" she pointed to a machine mounted high above, \"then you each must let go of your buttons and fall back, swinging back and forth, back and forth until you end back here.\"

\"I explained to you before, the discs attached to your nipples will pull you forward and up there,\" she pointed to a machine mounted high above, \"you can barely see it up there, but there is a large dildo mounted to the machine. To come back down, you must deep throat the phallus, the first time once, the second time twice, then after 30 seconds, you will be released and will fall back, swinging back and forth, back and forth until you end back here. Now I thought that was too easy, so the plastic cock is electrified, and the power will increase each time you suck it. But that's still too easy, so it will grow one quarter inch each time you use it. But even then, I knew I could make it more torturous and humiliating for you to bitch, so with each suck it will spew a shot of Bitrex, the worst-tasting chemical on the planet. A mere thimbleful of Bitrex can be tasted if added to an Olympic-sized swimming pool …Sounds fun, doesn't it, but to top it all off, you will have to remember how many times you suck it. If you do to few, you will have to wait the 30 second to see if your released\" If you don't go down far enough, you will have to wait, all the time your tits will be being squeezed and crushed, and if your sister has already been released, she will be stuck having her crotch tortured at the bottom waiting for you So keep a good count and take that dick all the way in\" Maria grinned.

Maria pointed at the ground below Kara's and Tara's dangling bodies. Looking back at the girls, she continued. \"You don't want to be down here long.\" She smiled wickedly. \"Or you, my sexy little redhead, are going to understand a different meaning of 'hot pussy'.\"

Maria was enjoying every moment of this; she relished the desperate, pleading looks on the two girls' faces. As she continued her explanation, she could not stop smiling. \"Each time you rest after your ride, more gas and refrigerant jets will engage along the pipe: two feet, then four feet, and eight feet, and so on until the whole thing will be engaged.

This, of course, is to add to the pleasure of your swing, but mostly your climb,\" Maria added mockingly. \"Now, each time you press the button, the resistance on the beam pulling your nipples will grow: the first time, it's only your body weight that you will have to deal with. The next time weight is added, making the pull on your sexy boobies harder, I think about 2 pounds, in your American system every time,\" Maria said sweetly. Maria then stared into Tara's eyes and noticed the defiance was gone, replaced by trepidation and yes, Maria thought, sexual excitement. This redhead is a danger slut, Maria thought, interesting.

Maria continued the briefing in her matter-of-fact way as if she were describing the workings of a kitchen appliance. \"Now, ladies, this is important: you must only press your buttons when both of your pendulums have come to a complete stop. If either of you presses the button prematurely, there will be a 60-second delay before you can press it again.

Maria was delighted when the blonde Kara groaned, thrashing desperately in her bonds once again. Maria continued to describe the elaborate torture device to the beautiful heroines. \"Now, what else?\" she teased. \"Oh yes, the pull to the top is kind of slow; this will likely become an issue as more and more punishment jets come to life.\" Maria pointed up the length of the pipe rising before the teens.

\"So there is a sensor mounted on the pendulum tracking and monitoring your little crotches as you both enjoy my machine,\" she said. \"So as a bonus, if you flex your hip muscles, thrusting your hips back and front, the action will be detected by the sensor, and this will speed your ascent: the faster and harder you flex, the quicker you climb.

I can get up with this while watching girls dancing on TV, they call it a twerk. The thought of your tortured pussy's twerking up to the top, I know it would humiliate you, adding to my enjoyment, Maria added with a laugh.

\"This is strictly optional, so do what you feel you need to do, but understand that once you start flexing and popping those pussies forward and the machine speeds your ascent, if you stop flexing those tiny little pussies, you will be dropped back to the bottom and have to start all over again!\" Maria giggled. \"Now, I know that you ladies are eager to get started, and I don't think that I'm forgetting anything. . .\" Maria paused, thinking.

\"Oh yes, one last thing!\" Maria stepped forward and touched the black bands surrounding the base of Tara's right breast. \"I almost forgot about these; I know you ladies are pretty smart and are already thinking, why not stay up there?\" Maria pointed up. \"Just a little pull on your boobs while you attempt to escape your bonds; well, indeed, the gas pipe does not extend to the top, so there's no fire for your pussies at the top of the arc, so it would be a good place to stay.\"

Tara had noted this, but now felt this small hope dashed. Maria seemed to see this and went on: \"Here's the deal; as soon as you pass the end of the gas pipe up there, these babies start to constrict and grow wider. Now, every time you go to the top, the bands get tighter and wider, but when you're over the hot and cold,\" Maria waved at the pipe, \"they stop tightening, but they don't loosen, they just stay tighter and wider every time.\"

Maria moved forward, placing her hands on both of Tara's full breasts. This time, Tara did not attempt to pull away. Maria smiled sardonically, looking into Tara's beautiful eyes. \"The pull up there will be hard enough without your super titties squeezed into little balloons,\" she said, her smile broadening even more. Maria stepped back and looked around. \"Okay,\" she said. \"I guess that's it, it's show time!\"

She turned to walk away, then stopped and turned back, facing the two bound heroines. \"Oh yes, not that this would happen, but you should know that the sensor registering the twerking of your little pussy will also register any orgasms.\" Maria smiled broadly again. \"Ladies, this is a G-rated attraction, so any infractions such as orgasms will be punished. Very severely.\"

This started the heroines struggling and thrashing in their bonds once again. Maria savored this for a moment and said I took the liberty of applying a special cream generously to your inner thighs and butt cheeks while you two were out. This will not reduce the pain, but will prevent your skin from burning and freezing too quickly. I was unable to remove those tight little costume bottoms over your goodies, so I hope that they will provide some protection for what's underneath.

I want you ladies to enjoy your toy for as long as you can. Maria laughed, then she pushed a lever and walked up in front of Tara's dangling body. Tara attempted to look defiant, but this only caused her Latin tormentor's grin to broaden. Maria took hold of the disk attached to her right nipple in her hand and pulled it, ignoring her helpless cries. She turned Tara's entire body to face the opposite direction from Kara. Maria again smiled into Tara's face.

\"This will send you climbing in opposite directions away from each other; I know you brats can communicate with your minds when you are close together.\" Maria's smile widened. \"I don't want you ladies collaborating; I want you suffering.\" Maria returned to the lever and put it back in place, locking Kara and Tara facing opposite directions on this diabolical torture machine.

As Maria walked away, she reached into her coat pocket and removed a remote control. The first button she pushed started 103 cameras running; located on and around the torture machine, they would record every moment of the heroines' torment. The second button engaged a sensor located above both teen heroines; the button blinked when the sensor was locked on target, the hero's spread crotches, and Maria pressed it again, engaging it.

Maria turned and saw that the young heroines were struggling once again. She stood, enjoying the sight, and wondered if there was anything more she could do to add to these girls' torment. As she watched the heroines' struggle, she smiled to herself and pressed another button, activating the gas jet above both girls' crotches. It was set on its lowest setting, but both heroes immediately wiggled their asses, thrashing from side to side, attempting to move their unprotected pussies from proximity to the open flame and the jet of the coldest liquid in the universe. Maria watched all this with glee, pressing another button on a remote.

She stepped closer and saw that the discs attached to each hero's nipples were being pulled up towards the machine at the top of the arc. The pendulum was still in its lock position, so the girls' amazing breasts were being stretched and elongated as they were pulled by an unseen force. Both heroines were unable to thrash about and wiggle their hips as their nipples were pulled gradually out from their bodies. Maria smiled again, savoring these two brats' delicious pain, then pressed the start button. and freeze

As she watched, the two heroes were being pulled up to the top of the pendulum slowly by their outstretched breasts. \"Whatever you do, don't drop your control buttons,\" she called in a fake caring tone. \"Without them, all the pussy flexing in the world can't get you away from your pussy torture. You'll be stuck at the bottom, and your hot asses will roast and freeze.

Maria turned and walked away, leaving the girls trapped in her elaborate torture machine. She went directly to her lounge on the site. It held a large bed, four big screen monitors, and dozens of smaller monitors, as well as a readout of each girl's vital signs. She could watch the show in comfort and privacy. Maria had brought her favorite vibrator, knowing that she would be masturbating to these girls' torture the entire day.

As Tara's body was pulled up towards the ceiling of this giant room, she was thinking to herself about their situation. The more time the girls spent with the stones, the more their resistance to pain built up. Their bodies repaired any physical damage almost instantly, and though it was true that their resistance to fire and cold was much higher than that of none Meta's,

Tara was sure that Kara could deal with the torment they were about to face. Both girls had been tortured with fire and cold before. Tara was more worried about the fact that when heat or even worse, direct flame, was applied to the alien material of her costume's bottom, the side effect of sexual stimulation was increased tenfold. the same with Kara and cold. This worried Tara, as The Mechanic had warned them about having orgasms.

She did not want to be responsible for her sister experiencing any more pain than she had to. As Tara reached the pinnacle of the pendulum's arc, she felt the bands around her breasts immediately begin to tighten; she wanted desperately to communicate with Kara. Tara released the button she held in her bound hand and was immediately in a terrifying backward free fall along the pendulum's swing: The inertial force carried her back up along the continuing arc of the pendulum until she was nearly horizontal, staring down at the floor below.

There was a brief feeling of weightlessness, then she was free-falling, swinging forward and down again. Kara saw the jet of flame at the lowest point of the pipe running along the arch of the pendulum. She saw Kara speeding towards her: they passed, her crotch passing over her center flame quickly as they moved in opposite directions forward again in their arcing swing. Tara swung backwards and forwards, gradually losing momentum, her rise and fall slowed until she finally came to rest at the center, directly under the already burning gas torch.

The moment the direct flame came in contact with her tiny bikini-style bottoms, a wave of sexual energy washed over her along with intense pain. Tara wiggled her hips, hopelessly attempting to escape the flames that were licking at her tight, unprotected pussy. Pain and sexual energy were building in her sex as she waited for Kara's body to stop swinging and come to rest alongside hers. She could feel a strong orgasm building deep inside of her; she tried to resist, but knew it was only a matter of time. When Kara's body stopped swinging, Tara sent a mental message to her sister to push her button.

Both girls felt the pull of the discs brutally attached to their nipples tug upward towards the upper point of the arc. Tara could feel the added resistance and the increased pain in her elongating breasts as she was pulled forward and up. With no real surprise, she saw that more gas jets had erupted in flames on the pipes that sloped upward in an upside-down arch.

As promised by their tormentor, the heroines' upward motion was very slow; being pulled by their breasts, the flames tracked her slow progress by licking and lapping at the young hero's punished pussy, inner thighs, and firm butt cheeks. Tara began flexing the tight muscles of her hips and ass in an attempt to speed her ascent. As she vigorously flexed her hips, she did feel the pull increase on the tortured breasts. The reaction of her costume bottoms to the flames, along with the intense pain and the peril that she was suffering,g brought Tara closer and closer to a massive orgasm. Tara thought as she repeatedly squeezed the muscles twerking that her Latin tormentor had truly created a diabolical machine to torture her and her sister.

Kara knew that her captor was somewhere watching them as they suffered. The thought of this and the continuous flexing of her tight little pussy back and forth made a tidal wave of sexual energy explode in her body, and she soon was overwhelmed and succumbed to a massive orgasm, leaving her teetering on the edge of unconsciousness. Feeling her control button slipping from her hand, she was pulled back to reality and its consequences. Knowing she had violated one of their sadistic captor's main rules, Kara waited for the worst. It came quickly: even as the sexual waves were ebbing in Kara's mind and tortured pussy, both girls came to rest at the bottom of their torture machine.

'I had an orgasm,' Kara communicated with Tara, feeling dread in her soul. 'I know,' Tara responded. 'It's ok. Let's push our buttons and see what happens.' Both teens pressed the large red button in each of their bound left hands. Kara immediately noticed something different. There was no pull on her breasts; in fact, her pendulum arm had started moving backwards very slowly, feeling a pull on her harness. Kara struggled worriedly, but soon she could look into Tara's face. Tara smiled at her, but Kara saw worry on her beautiful sister's face as she was slowly moved backwards. Kara also realized that the liquid helium over her spread crotch had been shut off, but this was not the case for her sister, who was still at the bottom of the machine.

A speaker crackled to life above the girls, and they immediately recognized the laughter of their sadistic captor. \"I thought I was clear on the rules, my little snowbird!\" Kara groaned in her gag as she watched the lapping and licking at Tara's tortured pussy; Tara was thrashing in pain as Kara was slowly raised backward along the arc of the machine. \"Now you must be punished for your little enjoyment,\" the Mechanic said in a stern voice, with an obvious hint of intense amusement.

\"Soon you will be locked at the top of the arc of the pendulum; you must work your way across to the other side.\" Maria laughed; she couldn't help it. \"But this can only be done by flexing those tight little hip muscles of yours: you have been doing such a good job so far, it shouldn't be a problem. There will be no refrigerant on your tube, so take your time if you like, but!\" Maria paused. Kara stared at Tara, thinking, 'here it comes.' \"Your hot sister will be stuck at the bottom the whole time while you complete your task.\"

\"GOD, NO!\" Kara screamed into her gag. \"Please, no!\" she repeated desperately. \"Also,\" Maria continued. \"As you begin your little flexing track across to the other side, the tractor beams will start pulling your sister's breasts as normal. Unfortunately, her pendulum arm will be locked until you complete your task. Needless to say,\" their sadistic captor laughed. \"I hope your sister's boob's can stretch.\"

Kara looked again at her struggling sister and screamed into her rubber gag. In her lounge, Maria enjoyed the redheaded heroine's torment so much that she was close to coming herself. \"Oh God, please no, punish me instead,\" Maria smiled, hearing the blonde teen's pleas. \"Oh my sweet little snowbird, but I am punishing you!\" Maria laughed as Kara screamed.

As Kara reached the top of the arc, her eyes were fixed on the thrashing body of her sister below. Teen Fire was wiggling wildly in a futile attempt to move her tormented pussy away from the relentless flames. All at once, the scantily clad teen's body became rigid. Kara knew that the tractor beams had engaged and were now relentlessly pulling on her sister's nipples. Kara immediately began to flex the muscles of her hips and ass and was immediately horrified to see that each thrust only propelled her forward mere inches. Kara began quickly flexing muscles in her tight ass like a woman possessed. She slowly moved forward towards her punished sister, being tortured at the bottom of the arc.

Maria watched on her monitor, smiling and placing a large dildo against her clitoris. She pressed a button on the remote, speaking into the speaker. \"One last thing, Frost,\" she said helpfully. \"If you stop flexing your hips for even a moment, the machine will take you back to the beginning, and you will have to start all over.\" Maria laughed through the speaker. Kara screamed in her gag again, concentrating on flexing her crotch back and forth. She realized that the harder she thrust her crotch forward and back, the further she would move.

Kara's eyes were focused on her sister below, watching the flames growing above her sister's spread legs, and her breasts stretched forward. By the time Kara reached the bottom point where Tara was held, Tara was shrieking in agony, the flames above her spread crotch had grown in intensity, and her breasts were pulled forward in a strange oblong shape. 'My breasts are being pulled off!' she screamed with her mind. 'I'm burning up!' Kara cried out in frustration, screaming through her gag, thrusting her hips as hard and fast as she could, pain and humiliation compounded with guilt at her sister's suffering because of her lack of control. When Kara finally reached the top of the arc, she immediately pressed the red button, releasing herself backwards. When she came to rest next to her sister, Tara hung still in her bonds, unconscious. Both sets of torture tubes were off, and Tara's breasts were not being pulled any longer. As Tara began to stir, Kara heard the speaker crackle again and the cheery voice of their Latin tormentor. \"Let that be a lesson to both of you: this is punishment, you're not allowed any pleasure. Now we will start all over again!\" Involuntarily, Tara thrashed in her bonds again. Watching on her monitors, Maria smiled widely, thinking that she would keep this redheaded one for a while as her personal torture and pussy slave before she buried her alive.

Four hours into the young heroines' ordeal, flames covered the entire length of both poles located inches above the girls' unprotected pussies. The bands surrounding their breasts had reduced their circumference by one third and had grown 2 inches in width, turning the girl's amazing breasts into purple balloons. The resistance in the discs, laboriously pulling their breasts towards the ceiling, had increased to 60 pounds.

The girls' pussies, muscular inner thighs, and butt cheeks were continually burned and frozen by the diabolical tubes as they swung back and forth, and even more so when the girls were being slowly pulled up.

The teens were lightheaded from hanging upside down and the continuous swinging. They were screaming continuously into the rubber gags as the agonizing pain that continued to pulse from their tortured crotches and their squeezed and stretched breasts continued. Maria Sol sat upright in her bed, watching the two large screen monitors intently. The first was an image of the redheaded teen heroine. At the moment, she was slowly being pulled forward by her amazing breasts. Her body was covered in sweat, and her eyes were squeezed shut in pain: her boobs were squeezed into misshapen balloons, stretched incredibly forward.

The second monitor was a close-up image of the firebrand's crotch. Maria stared at the picture on the large screen. The hero's pussy was covered by her tiny costume bottoms that formed a tiny triangle of material over the girl's crotch. Maria noticed that the material was skin tight, very thin, and very tiny, barely covering the girl's sex. Maria saw the outline of the girl's pussy lips flexing repeatedly under her brief costume bottoms as the hero's crotch was tortured by a gauntlet of fire.

Maria herself came as she watched the flames lick and lap at the teen's feverishly flexing pussy. She lay back in the bed, thinking of all the torture she had in store for the teen heroes. After another hour on the machine, both heroes hung still and unconscious, and both finally blacked out from the overwhelming pain.

Maria had both teens removed from the machine and placed in rejuvenation tubes: both girls were cleaned, and their power stones were placed near them but not in direct contact with each heroine's skin. Maria marveled at how quickly this rejuvenated both crime fighters, getting them nice and ready for their next torture.

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Apprehensive about the interview, the twins reluctantly agreed, and things went south from there.","rating":5},{"id":"0e1feb5b-a8f2-492b-9f8e-180b86ea360f","title":"Teen Fire & Frost are Schooled","slug":"teen-fire-and-frost-are-schooled","shortId":"RBCZjuQG","synopsis":"Teen heroines Kara (Teen Fire) and Tara (Teen Frost) are captured by The Principal and her minions, Pink and Purple. They are subjected to bondage, sexual torment, and eventually, a prolonged punishment with mechanical spanking machines. The story ends with Kara remembering their escape and a playful, kinky roleplay between the sisters at home.\n\n BIO \nKara and Tara Bishop had both modeled growing up and had been pursued by some of the top agencies; it amazed most people that they were just stepsisters because they looked so alike.\n\nBoth were 18 years old, 5’6” tall, and about 115lbs, both were extremely attractive girls with flawless tan skin and playmate looks. Both girls had perfect breasts, if not large for girls so petite and pert, toned, heart-shaped bottoms. They could very well have been sisters, even twins; they even shared the same birthday. \n\nAs children, they hated to wear clothes, even as tweens and later teens, they never wore anything but tiny bikinis all year long. They altered their school uniform skirts, making them so short that they were sent home. Luckily, their father's law firm threatened to sue, and the school backed down.\n\nBoth struggled with the fact that they had fallen in love with the other. As stepsisters, they were aware of the taboo of their relationship, so they kept their love a secret.\n\nThey were both currently students attending Metro University on gymnastic scholarships; both girls have won dozens of trophies for fitness and gymnastics competitions, and loved to play beach volleyball. Team Bishop was ranked nationally in the sport.\n\nThey lived together in a high-end condo off campus; both of their parents had died in a car accident two years before their transformation. Insurance and the sale of their father's business had left them both financially secure for life.\n\nTheir true story began while the girls were traveling across the desert to a gymnastics competition. On a lonely stretch of the highway, the girl's car engine just stopped running. Soon after this, a bright light from above temporarily blinded the girls as an alien spaceship landed on the road in front of them.\n\nThe being inside the craft emerged, but the girls were not afraid, but quite the opposite.\n\nThe alien, called Mesha, communicated by thought, and the girl could do it too, and that ability remained after their visitor left. Leading the girls to be able to converse with each other telepathically.\n\nMesha revealed that she was not there by chance. She was there to bestow power gemstones to both girls. The stones chose them and guided her to their location.\n\nA small red stone was given to Tara. Upon touching the stone, her hair turned a brilliant red, and she was endowed with the ability to manipulate fire.\n\nA small white stone was given to Kara. Upon touching the stone, Kara’s hair turned a striking platinum blond, and she was endowed with the ability to manipulate cold.\n\nBoth found that the stones increased their physical strength and speed as long as the gemstones touched their skin. They were also impervious to physical pain, and their bodies could not be physically damaged. They did not need to eat or drink or relieve themselves, and they never aged.\n\nThey discovered that even when they did not have the stones touching their skin, the residual energy from the stones kept their bodies resistant to physical damage: they could feel pain, though muted, and even be injured, but the injuries would heal instantly. But both teens could be subdued by knock-out gas, chloroform, advanced alien tech, and other attacks of this type.\n\nThey decided they would use their powers for good and became superheroines. They found that each could call her stone to herself by touching her hands together in front of their faces and whispering the word Mesha; it would transform them into their new superhero personas, Teen Frost and Teen Fire.\n\nIt would also bring the gemstones back to them if they were taken or lost.\n\nMesha explained that the small bag used to contain their power stone possessed amazing properties.\n\nBoth girls designed costume bottoms from the strange fabric provided by their alien benefactor, which the stones were wrapped in.\n\nThe amazing material was impervious to damage of any kind and resembled wet metallic latex, feeling slick to the touch and fitting the girls' toned bodies like a second skin.\n\nThe small amount of material available made them design their costume to match their beach volleyball outfit bottoms, but tinier and much sexier, showing off the round, firm cheeks of their amazing bottoms. The fabric could not be altered and would always remain their bottoms.\n\nThe heroes found later that they could manipulate the fabric's shape; it would always remain their costume bottoms, but they could morph them into a thong or any bikini-type bottom. This morphing could not be done while they are wearing them. Mesha explained that for them to receive the stone's energy, the girls had to have the mysterious fabric touching their bodies, as it acts as a conduit for the power stone's energy.\n\nThe rest of the costume was created from alien armor supplied by their new alien friend and consisted of a small top, arm sleeves, a belt low on their hips and snug on their waist with a letter F on the buckle and a pair of thigh high boots with five-inch heels rounded out the costume. They later relieved some alien bad guys that were trying to exploit the planet's mineral resources with two small antigravity backpacks, which gave them the ability to fly.\n\nEach girl’s gemstone was worn as a belly ring. Tara’s costume was colored metallic red and black, and Kara’s was metallic snow white and blue. Once the girls' costume bottoms were on, only they could remove them from their bodies, and they could not be removed if the wearer was under any type of duress, putting a damper on any villain or villainess' efforts to strip them of their complete costume.\n\nAfter wearing their new costumes, the new superheroines found there were side effects: Fire's costume bottoms would react when exposed to heat, which would cause extreme sexual arousal. Cold had the same effect on Teen Frost's costume bottoms.\n\nMesha cautioned them that if the fabric had another side effect. Prolonged exposure to \"magic\" fabric, to her people, and most of the galaxy's inhabitants had an energizing effect, but with humans, its power seemed to affect the libido of the wearer.\n\nThe girls soon found out that the effect of prolonged contact with the fabric made them horny, and the longer they were in contact with the fabric, the hornier they became. It also removed all inhibition, both inside and outside the bedroom. The benevolence alien warned that while wearing the enhanced bottoms, they should wear as little clothing as possible, and it was best to wear only the top, boots, and gloves she provides, as she did not know how the bottoms would react to the plant and petroleum-based clothing used on their world. The girls stated that they did not mind as they didn't wear much clothing anyway.\n\nThey were both black belts in Aikido and Jujitsu, and both had trained extensively in Muay Thai and Krav Maga.\n\nThe girls trained in escapology with a master magician. They worked as her assistants, and she taught the art of escape. The times they were bound by the beautiful magician they found, that were turned on by the tight bondage, causing them to use it in foreplay in their relationship,\n\nThey later found that being captured by a villain or, more so, a villainess and being bound in extreme bondage, deathtraps, and predicament perils or sexual torture while bound would increase their sexual energy and provide them with earth-shattering orgasms. They also decided to \"come out\" about their relationship.\n\n","rating":5},{"id":"eb3d5e6c-7815-44d1-9a18-c7f38e2097a7","title":"Sisterhood Of Nyx Part4","slug":"sisterhood-of-nyx-part4","shortId":"G3kHtMU2","synopsis":"\nAn investigation into a mysterious female-led cult went very wrong... Conclusion.","rating":5}]}}},"actionData":null,"errors":null}