Chapter 14

Princess was dragged to a bedroom garishly decorated in dark purple and blood red. Xati practically threw her into the corner.

"You don't deserve to wear this uniform!" she screamed. Angrily she tore at Princess' body, ripping off her clothes and leaving deep scratches behind. When the Swan was finally naked she fell to the floor in shame and exhaustion.

"Since you were my friend I'll do you one final favor." Xati spat. "I'll give you something else to wear."

Xati grabbed something from a shelf behind her and jammed it over Princess' head, then knotted it at the shoulders. Princess looked down to see herself dressed in a red satin slip. While it didn't leave much to the imagination, at least it was better than nothing.

"Thank you…" she whispered.

Her words seemed to enrage Xati more. Angrily she tossed Princess onto the giant bed. She walked over to a control panel and pressed a series of keys. Princess felt her wrist and ankle restraints moving again and found herself spread-eagled on the bed with no place to move.

"I'll leave you to your fun with Zoltar." Xati laughed as she exited.

Princess was alone in the room. She forced herself to take deep breaths and assess the situation. She was about to lose her virginity. Not to Mark, as she had always fantasized, but to the man she had spent most of her life trying to defeat.

Well if she had to sell herself, she would demand a high price, she resolved. This could be her chance to unmask Zoltar. She could finally have a chance to see his face.

It was a small comfort, but one she hoped she could live with.

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Xati re-entered the torture chamber. Mala looked up at her.

"How are things with the little Princess?" she laughed.

"She's waiting for our glorious leader as we speak." Xati replied. She turned to look at Jason. "He is well known for his gentle demeanor with women." She gave Jason a vicious smile.

Jason couldn't deal with the images flashing through his mind. He had heard rumors from the other soldiers about Zoltar's treatment of the women he brought to his bed. The mere idea of Princess being subject to that maniac's whims…

Jason burned with rage. He delved deep into his mind and accessed his implant. He located the function that would instantly release adrenaline and endorphins. It was dangerous, but now was a time for desperate measures. In his weakened state this could potentially kill him, but it was the only chance he and Princess had.

The next time the electric shock coursed through his body, Jason triggered his implant. As he had hoped, the electricity enhanced its function and his body surged with power. Viciously he ripped his right hand from the wall and smacked Mala across the face. Surprised by his unexpected response, her arm flew back and the whip hit a control panel on the wall.

Jason's bonds released and he crashed to the floor. Scrambling up he reached for a tray of razor-sharp torture knives nearby. They were heavier than his feather shurikens but he still threw them with deadly accuracy. Xati's hand was stuck to the wall even as she reached for her ring bombs. His next throw sent a knife into her throat. With grim satisfaction he realized she was dead, even as he whirled around to meet his next target.

But Mala was gone.

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Zoltar entered the room. Princess raised her head to look at him. She couldn't hide the disgust in her eyes.

"So this little girl has some fight left in her." Zoltar laughed. "Don't worry, we'll soon rid you of that!" He casually removed his gloves and rolled up his sleeves. His arms were slender and hairless, but well muscled. Next he untied his cape and let it fall to the floor.

"Let's see how you like my games." he sneered.

Zoltar reached into a drawer next to the bed and withdrew a strange weapon-like device. It looked like a stick with strings of barbed wire attached. Princess felt her mouth go dry. Where exactly was he going to use that? She gulped nervously.

Zoltar was pleased by her obvious distress. This woman would bring him more pleasure than he had had in a long time. He wouldn't rush… he would take his time and stretch his enjoyment to the fullest measure.

He began to bait Princess, lashing her with the device. Every time the barbs cut her flesh they tore away a small piece of the slip and left welts on her white skin.

Zoltar felt himself turning rock hard. What a succulent morsel! He couldn't help himself. He ran his fingers along her breasts and gasped in satisfaction when she flinched in terror.

He nearly unmanned himself but kept his control. It wouldn't do to waste his seed when such a fiery woman could be used to sire magnificent sons.

But he couldn't resist. He slowly ran his finger up her leg, intending to probe her body.

Jun screamed out in her mind. The thought of Zoltar touching her there was too much to bear. If she hadn't been cerebonically enhanced she would have blacked out in terror.

It was at that moment that the door crashed open.

Zoltar spun around with rage, only to see Jason standing in his room, armed with a handful of razor-sharp knives.

Slamming the restraint control panel with his hand, Jason deftly avoided Zoltar's kick and turned for a knife throw.

As her restraints were released Princess scrambled up. She had never been so glad to see anyone in her life as she was to see Jason at that moment.

Zoltar dodged Jason's attack and turned around to face Princess. He snarled when he realized that she had escaped her bondage.

Princess didn't hesitate. Standing on the bed gave her the advantage of height. With years of training and instinct, backed by a woman's wrath, she placed a well-aimed kick at his head. Bashing his nose with her heel, she knew she had hit her target. The blood drained from Zoltar's face and he slumped to the floor.

She looked at Jason, who was staring at her open-mouthed. She had never seen him so dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" she asked, just as she realized that she wasn't wearing anything under the short slip. She also discovered that the red garment was hanging by a thread on one shoulder, and the right side of her chest was fully exposed.

Jason's lips opened and closed, but no sound emerged. Wordlessly he picked up Zoltar's discarded cape and handed it to her. Gratefully Princess wrapped it around herself.

"So how do we get out of here?" she asked.