Sofia awoke with her head spinning, the last thing she remembered was being stuck with a needle and falling unconscious,
"Damn this costume! It leaves part of my thighs exposed, I've got to get a new suit when this is all over" she intended to think but didn't realize that she was talking out loud.
"If this is all over you mean, besides if you want a costume change all you had to do was ask kitty" he said and ripped open the front of her costume, revealing her c-cup breasts.
She recognized the man's voice as Joré Gonzalez, the leader of the Mexican mob operating in Starlight City.
The woman looked down and saw that her belt, boots and gloves were removed and she was tied to a metal chair.
"What do you want you assho--aaahh!" She tried to say confidently but Gonzalez wacked her over the head with a large crowbar, after he did this he clipped a spark plugs to her brown nipples, she knew where this was going. Joré turned up the juice to high.
The loud BZZZZZZZZZZZZ of the electricity coarsing through her body from the tips of her breasts caused the Hispanic woman to tense up in pain, gritting her teeth so she would not scream. Eventually though, after 4 agonizing seconds she couldn't hold back as she screamed in pain,
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh! S-stooooaaaaaaap! Ahhhh--p-pleas-s-s-s...uughhh..." she wailed, she couldn't stop tears starting to form in her bulging eyes.
The sock continued a couple more seconds then the electric current stoped, breathing heavy, sweat trickling down her Carmel skin.
The clamps were released from her almost burnt nipples. But just as she thought the socks were over they were firmly closed on her toes. The machine fired up again and the captured heroine violently shook her toned legs under the binds on her ankles,
"Nuhhhhaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!" Another round of lightning jolted up herself body.
After 6 long seconds the flow of electricity was stopped again, tears now flowed freely down her cheeks, she was sweating profusely now and felt urine soak her costume's crotch and trickle down her legs.
"Well, not so tough now are you cat?" He said and then slapped her hardly across her face, leaving red marks,
"Look at me when I'm talking bitch!" He yelled.
The weeping heroine looked up; her dark grey eyes, red from the tears flooding down her face, meeting his steely brown ones.
"That's better woman." He said.
"J-Joré?... I--" she began to studded but was slapped again, the force making her head turn.
"That's Mr.Gonzolez to you!" He corrected.
M-mmmisster G-g...*sob* *sob* please let me go,*starts crying* she tried to spurt out but tried to stop herself and regain her confidence.
SMACK!
He backhanded her harder this time, making her nose bleed.
"Didn't you hear me cat-brain?!" He shouted angrily and began to get the spark plugs out, attaching them to her exposed thighs. BZZZZZZZZZZZ the machine hummed and she screamed again. She could normally take electric shocks like this pretty well but this psycho had turned it up so high she felt her tongue go numb. After he stopped and unclamped the sweaty woman he held her face towards him,
"Do you want me to continue?!" He said viciously.
Sofia's resolve had broke down and she nodded vigorously. He released her face,
"N-no M-mister Gonzalez *snifle*"
She said, her voice cracking.
"That's better cat, you know who's in charge!" He said proudly and smacked her again expecting another answer, she desperately replied,
"Yes! Yes I d-do Mr.Gonzolaz!"
As the tears started to dry on her cheeks and her breathing steadied she also become more aware of how she had pissed herself. Her face would have turned red with embarrassment but she was too exhausted to care.
The Mexican mob boss noticed this too and smiled to himself and thought, "oh how the mighty have fallen". And left the dazed and beaten hero alone for an hour, then some of Gonzalez's men came in and one of them walked up to her, some of the others were snickering at the wet stain on her crotch.
"Okay, the boss is gonna have you all cleaned up but first you have to take your medicine" he said with syringe in hand.
She whimpered a little as he got closer to the bound heroine, he slowly stuck the needle into her right, muscular arm with a drawn out, feminine moan from the woman's' slacked mouth.
"Yea that's good, have a nice cat nap." He cooed insultingly as he caresses her masked face.
Black Lynx's long eyelashes fluttered as she let herself submit to sleep.