Kiko awoke,  shaking the drugged feeling from her head.  The first thing she
noticed was that her wrists and ankles were bound and that she was bent over a
sawbench.  The second thing she noticed was that her swimsuit had been removed,
which made her thankful the sawbench was padded,  splinters can be a bitch. The
last thing she noticed was that her hair smelled funny.  When she tossed her head
to look at her hair,  she noticed it was purple!

She let out an angry scream.  It was fucking bad enough that her father made her
dress like the character Pyslocke from the comic books.  It was bad enough she
was forced to wear ribbons on her limbs,  six inch heel boots and a purple
swimsuit that clung like saram wrap.  But when her father insisted she get a
breast enlargement to complete her appearance,  she had put her foot down over
her hair being dyed purple.   She fumed and pulled at the restraints,  eager to
kick someone's ass.

"Quit that silly struggling."  a voice commanded.

Kiko's memories returned with a shock.  Her father had sent her to steal a statue
rumored to grant incredible luck from a Mark Demeaned.  After she had broken into
the place and was captured,  she learned Mark preferred to be called Vengeance
lad and had a fetish for superheroine bondage.  He was a nutcase with his own
website dedicated to his sick fantasies.  Kiko slumped as she remembered that she
was going to be their star attraction this week.  Her beautiful oval eggshell
face and her father's obsession with having a comic book femme fatale for a
daughter was going to result in her porn debut over the internet.

She turned her head and looked the room over.  It was a rather large studio,
complete with automated cameras set up on the walls.  The walls were a sickly
lime green,  with strange organic looking decorations,  creating the effect of
being in a bad "Alien" movie set.  Even the bench she was on was bright green,
looking more like some freakish stump of alien growth.  And standing right beside
her was the Wonder Woman look-a-like assistant, the one Mark called Diana.  A
wicked smile on her face,  framed in black hair and a tiara.

"I'm glad you're awake, you slept till eight o'clock this evening and we wanted
to get at least two hours taping done before the night was out.  At least it gave
your hair time to dry after we dyed it."  said the grinning amazon.

"When I crack your fingers one by one,  I'll ask if dying my hair was worth it." 
said Kiko.  "What the hell is this setup anyway?"

The woman never stopped smiling.  "Take a look at the ceiling,  it's one of our
most popular attractions"

Kiko turned her head upwards and giggled.  There was a giant foam rubber
"monster" hanging from the ceiling.  It was a dark shade of green,  and had
multiple tentacles that hanged ominously low to the ground.  It might of been
frightening except for the goofy large blue glass eyes that circled the gaping
mouth.  The mouth was frozen in an open expression that made Kiko think it was
going to suck on a whale's cock.

The woman reached for a tentacle and wrapped it around one of Kiko's ankles. "For
some fucking reason, giant tentacleed monsters are very popular for raping
women."  she explained.  "It's always the same,  the monster rams us with
tentacle cocks and molests us for the audience's enjoyment."

"If you think I'm going to pretend some horny octopus is going to fuck me, you
are in for a disappointment."  Kiko said.  She also tried to shake her bound leg
so that the tentacle wouldn't stay on.

Diana smacked her once on Kiko's ass.  "You had better stop struggling,"  she
warned.  "This is not some monster prop,  but an invention from Intimate Bondage
Materials.  It's a fully automated creation that needs to know your exact
placement in order for it to molest you.  Keep struggling and you'll end up with
a cock tentacle trying to enter your pussy through your shin."

That graphic image made Kiko stop moving.  She watched Diana pull a tentacle
around wrap it around each leg and arm.  After a tentacle was in place,  she
would press a button on the master tentacle that would format that position. As
each tentacle was activated,  it would grip her tightly and Diana would remove a
cuff from the bench.  In a matter of minutes,  Kiko was firmly held by the robot
monster and more helpless than when she was held by escapable cuffs.

A tentacle was wrapped around her neck,  and when the grip tightened,  Kiko knew
she was in very deep shit indeed.  A tentacle was inserted into her sex, Diana
working the large rubber phallus into her.  Kiko felt herself stretch to
accommodate it, and she worried that the device inserted into her to record her
sexuality would be going nuts.  Everytime she had an orgasm and the monitor back
home detected it,  she could kiss a week's allowance good-bye.  It was a bitch
being a Ninja for a strict father who dressed you as a knockout but believed you
should live like a nun.

When a rubber appendage was placed an inch inside her ass,  Kiko stayed very
still.  She didn't even breath until she saw Diana hit the format button on the
master tentacle.  Kiko didn't like trusting a guy in her ass unless he was made
aware how easy it would be for her to kill him if anything went wrong.  Now she
had some automated pervert's nightmare in her ass.  Things were not going well.

Suction cup tentacles were placed on her large breasts,  and Kiko was surprised
by the warm liquid touch.  These tentacles felt like a hungry hot mouth and she
found it easy to close her eyes and imagine her scientist friend Pedro was the
one doing it.  It sure beat the hell out of the thought of getting turned on by a
decadent octopus.  She was lost in these pleasant thoughts when she heard Diana
swearing.

"Damn,  I wanted to use extra tentacles in case you were strong enough to
resist."  said Diana.  "But now that you are wrapped pretty tightly I'm out of
tentacles for you to suck on."  She tapped the master tentacle in her hand while
she pondered the problem.

Kiko saw a way out of this, "Why don't you just use that tentacle?  It's a little
bit smaller, but you have to cut me some kind of a break."

Diana's face broke into her familiar smile.  "You have no idea how many times I
have had to let this machine fuck me"  she said.  "Every week we get more
requests for Wonder Woman to get gangbanged by the monster.  Today,  someone else
can suck on rubber alien dick for a change!"

And with that final insult,  she shoved the tentacle into Kiko's mouth and
pressed the format button.  Diana then set the start timer for three minutes.
Kiko felt the tentacle tense in her mouth,  but her eyes were on the "off" button
a mere 10 inches up the rubber arm.

Diana walked out of the room,  and entered the recording studio.  A glass window
separated the two rooms,  but the camera angles were done to eliminate the
anomaly.  Kiko noted with disgust that a camera was directly pointed at her head,
 ready to record her beautiful face with the freakish purple hair suck down
monster cock.  A wave of terror passed through her at the thought of fanboys all
over the world wanking off,  imprinting her face into their minds forever. 
Escape was a must.

The timer expired and the bench she was on depressed into the ground.  The
tentacle around her waist held her in the same position but allowed for more
visual exposure.  The creature's eyes flashed like a horny pinball machine and
the mouth issued what was suppossed to be a threatening laugh.  Kiko's disgust at
this cheesiness was disrupted by the machine's carnal motions.

Her sex was penetrated roughly by the seeking tentacle and she nearly gagged on
the cock in her mouth from the size of it.  It  entered in and out of her so
slowly,  she felt herself contract and squeeze on every inch.  The tentacles on
her breasts only added to her arousal ,  creating a direct line of arousal
connecting her chest to her clit.  The tentacle in her ass did not move yet and
she was grateful,  for it allowed her to enjoy herself for a moment.  Her ribbons
bounced wildly off her arms and legs as the machine and Kiko melded into each
other.

Kiko snapped out of her bliss.  If her monitor records her orgasm,  she was in
serious trouble.  She began implementing her escape plan,  and sucked hard on the
cock in her mouth.  She recognized the off button on the master tentacle when she
saw it,  all Intimate Bondage Materials were very much alike.  if she could reach
that button,  she could be free!

Sucking on rubber was extremely hard.  The rubber drained her moisture while the
taste was awful.  The tentacle in her Ninja delta was pumping faster and it was
extremely distracting.  She tilted her head to suck more of the tentacle into her
mouth,  but the waves of pleasure from her sex were breaking her concentration. 
The simulated mouths on her nipples were sucking harder while the grips on her
thighs were pulling her wider.  She moaned a low guttural sound,  and she lost
two of the inches she had managed to deep throat.

The tentacle began to vibrate inside her and she knew it was now or never.
Delaying her orgasm was driving her nuts as well as causing Pedro back at home to
marvel at her perseverance.  Her sex was fighting her to have an orgasm the
entire time Kiko sucked harder.  Inch by inch she managed into her mouth,
estimating that she would have to deep throat a full twelve inches if she was
going to succeed.  She also knew she was giving the video performance of a life
time to these losers,  but that couldn't be helped now.

She had sucked 10 inches down when her body gave up and had an orgasm.  She
nearly choked as she shook with the power of the explosion in her sex.  Defeat
washed over her as she realized she lost another allowance.  Her body was just
beginning to untense from the orgasm when the anal tentacle shoot a slippery
fluid onto her ass,  and dived in.

Meanwhile Pedro was writing down the time and intensity of the orgasm.  He was
very proud of his invention,  it had solved the perplexing problem of catching
Kiko at play.  She had a long record of corrupting people who were trying to
report on her.  There was no way she could bribe the machine,  no way she could
blowjob her way into a false report.

The best part about the whole situation,  was that Pedro was finding it extremely
arousing.  It was very easy to listen to the beeps and whistles and try to
imagine what Kiko must be doing to generate these feelings.  He had been stroking
himself for the past ten minutes,  keeping his strokes in time with the beeps.

"Man,  she must be having the fuck-fest of her life."  Pedro muttered to an empty
room.

Meanwhile Kiko was shaking under the assault.  The anal tentacle dived in and
retracted with a viciousness that surprised her.  The tentacle in her sex
expanded very slightly,  but was enough to make her feel like she had just been
re-entered for the the first time today.  The restraining tentacles increased
their grip and Kiko decided not to wait any longer if she could help it. Before
she could re-focus on her oral escape,  the tentacles came.

She was startled by the ejaculation of hot sweet frosting into her mouth.  She
tasted vanilla in the thick icing, and had only a moment to reflect on it before
the other tentacles ejaculated as well.  Hot frosting shot into her sex, creamed
out of her ass and shot out of the tentacles restraining her.  The white icing
flying everywhere made her the center of an alien cum shower and she was not
amused.

She arched her head as straight as she could and sucked the cock into her mouth. 
Her eyes squinted as she sought to take as much as she could into her. The anal
and vaginal attacks were taking their toll on her self control and Kiko cursed
herself for being so horny.  She would never escape if she kept cuming like this.
 She imagined the tentacle in her mouth to be Antonio Banderas's cock and slurped
her way down the rubber dildo.  Inch by inch she sucked,  the icing sticking to
her exhausted body.

Finally,  her tongue touched a button and Kiko used her powerful tongue to press
it.  Holding her breath and hoping she pressed the right one,  she let it out as
the arms relaxed and she dropped to the floor.  She hit the floor hard, the cock
in her ass hurting especially.  As the pain subsided,  she  spit out the cock in
her mouth.  She saw Diana stand up looking shocked.  Diana rushed to the door to
the studio,  in the time it took Kiko to stand and pull the tentacle out of her
ass. She assumed her deadly fighting stance and looked forward to an ass kicking.

Diana ran in,  her powerful arms raised to grab Kiko.  Kiko side stepped her
easily and watched as Diana slipped on a patch of white frosting.  Before her ass
had hit the ground,  Kiko had landed a kick to her head,  knocking her out cold.

Diana awoke to find herself strapped onto the padded sawbench.  she was not
surprised.  She was however surprised to see Kiko wearing her Wonder Woman
swimsuit.  Kiko was constantly falling out of the suit as she walked around
Diana,  but she didn't care.  She was too busy attaching tentacles.

"What are you doing?"  asked Diana a little hysterically.  "You don't know how to
program it!"

"That's right,"  Kiko answered.  "It'll run off of the positions that you
programmed for me."

Diana looked at her with large frightened eyes. "but I'm a good half foot taller
than you,  it won't compensate at all!"  she yelled.

Kiko popped a non-master control tentacle in Diana's mouth.

"Yep,  that's what I figured"  she said.

She set the timer and walked off.  She examined the controls and tried to figure
out how to erase the tape of her being alien fucked.  She discovered that
although a copy of the tape was edited here for production,  a master copy was
already copied to the main computer.  Kiko kicked the desk as she realized she
would need to find that copy as well as the Ruby Tits of Luck statue before she
left.

She went into the studio bathroom to take care of non-erotic urgent matters. She
used the sink to wash off most of the alien cum icing,  but it still left her a
little sticky.  Steeling herself, she saw herself in the mirror.  The purple hair
on her Asian features didn't look that bad,  which pissed her off that she had
even a slight liking to her dye job.  Worst,  a glob of the icing was stuck in
her hair.  Now she had a white mess making a portion of her hair stick out at a
right angle.  Someone was going to pay.

She turned to the toilet and before she sat down,  she saw the camera.  With an
angry karate chop,  she destroyed the camera, as well as dealing a blow to the
expectations of fanboys who had hoped to get a video titled "Psylocke pisses!" 
from WWW.takeitbitch.com.

She was using the studio bathroom when the timer went off on Diana.  Kiko
finished her business quickly and watched with satisfaction as the tentacles went
a lot deeper into Diana than she was used to.  Despite the fact that the "Wonder
Woman" one piece wasn't able to hold her cleavage in,  it was better than
nothing.  And seeing Diana struggle helplessly under a rain of frosting did
wonders to cheer Kiko's mood.

Recalling that the floor plans she studied showed heavy reconstruction on the
attic,  she left the studio to search for a hiding place for the statue.  She
knew she was on the second floor,  and the sounds of the television downstairs
assured her that she may be alone up here.  Proceeding very carefully to the
attic stairs,  she moved as silent as a battery dead vibrator.

The attic door was unlocked,  and the lights were off.  As she turned on the
light switch,  she saw that this room was an extensive dungeon setting.  Hooks
hanged from the ceiling,  whips and cuffs decorated the walls and there were
quite a few beds with restraints.  The room was done in black,  except for the
podium on which the Ruby Nipples of Luck statue stood!

Kiko walked towards it carefully,  her heart pounding.  She examined it and found
no light sensors or what appeared to be pressure plates.  She wasn't sure what it
was doing here,  but she admitted that the gold and ruby statue did add a nice
contrast.  Her gloved hands picking the obscene statue up,  she turned to leave
the attic.

Holding the statue in one hand,  she reached for the doorknob and froze as
electricity arced through her.  When the voltage stopped,  she fell to the
ground.  The door opened and Vengeance Lad and the women dressed as Supergirl and
Batgirl followed.

"That was a good idea Kara,  letting her have the run of the house till we saw
what she wanted."  Vengeance Lad said.

The girl dressed as Supergirl smiled.  "Does this mean I get to do the video I
wanted to with her?"  she asked.

"I don't know Kara,"  said the Batgirl.  "If we hadn't of been watching on remote
feed,  we would of never known she escaped from Diana.  Maybe we should just kill
her."

"Nonsense, "  Vengeance Lad said.  "I like her idea, and what she did to Diana
was a fluke.  She won't escape a second time.

Kara picked Kiko up by the long hair and turned to the Batgirl.

"C'mon Barbara and help me out,  we have a lot of work to do if she's going to be
ready by morning." she said,  an evil malice alight in her eyes.

"Only a fool scolds a cat for licking it's own behind"

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