This is one of the coolest story i found on web...i like it cause it shows what happens to a normal girl, without superpowers, who plays the superheroine in real life. Very funny!


Melissa Hartman was confident as she entered the Notre Dame School. The owner of the school, an old friend of her mother, was having problems with the security of the old building, specially at night and Melissa was called to help her.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Melissa. You have become a beautiful woman", Mrs. Moore said, with a smile, as Melissa entered her office.
"I am happy to see you again Mrs. Moore. It's been a long time."
"Yes, my dear, so many things have changed since you graduated here...This neighbor, for example, your mother would not believe."
Mrs. Moore told Melissa that some junkies were invading the school at night and she did not know what to do to prevent it. Mr. Selton, the old night guard of the school, has told her that he couldn't stop the invaders.
"What about the police?", Melissa asked.
"We call them, they come here and, after half an hour or so, they say that they can't stay all night and go away. Melissa, I know you have been studying this security stuff. I hope you can help me."
The old woman was right. Melissa was graduating in psychology and had been studying the behavior of teenagers that become young criminals. She had also been training self-defense and had been taking courses in security systems. Mrs. Moore, however, did not have a clue about Melissa's fascination with young rebels or wrongdoers, the real reason behind all her studies.
"You know I would not deny a request of yours, Mrs. Moore. I will find the better way to provide security to our school".
"Oh, my dear. I knew I could count on you. When do you plan to start?"
"Right now. I am just finishing my dissertation and I think I can spend some time studying the school's architecture. I also want to talk with Mr. Selton. If you allow me, I would like to help him in his work."
"Oh, dear, I don't think that is safe for you to spend the night in this place", Mrs. Moore replied with sincere concern.
"Mrs. Moore, I can assure you that I am well trained to face this kind of situation. Furthermore, I would not be able to design a security system without knowing the real situation. It's really important for me talk with Mr. Selton and to supervise his work. Can you arrange a meeting with him?"
Mrs. Moore was reluctant at first, but, impressed with Melissa's confidence, finally agreed with her plans.
"Mr. Selton, this is Miss Hartman, our new security supervisor", announced Mrs. Moore. Mr. Selton, a big, rude man heard Mrs. Moore's words in silence.
"Hello Mr. Selton, you can call me Melissa. As we will be working together, I would like to hear your opinion about our recent problems with invasions".
"There are two or three groups of junkies in the neighbor, madam. Each of them consisting of four or five wild boys. You know, this school is big and I can't be everywhere at every moment", said the man with a certain anger in the voice.
"I have already told Mrs. Moore that I am going to stay with you for some nights. Actually, I would like you to work under my supervision", replied quickly Melissa. "I am sure that, together, we will be able to trace these gangs and bring them to the police."
Mr. Selton stayed quiet.


That night, just after the end of the last class, at 9 p.m., Melissa entered Mrs. Moore's office.
"Hello, Mrs. Moore. How were the classes today?"
"Just fine, darling. Are you ready to meet Mr. Selton?. All the others have already left."
"Not yet, Mrs. Moore. I still have to change my clothes" Melissa replied and entered in the ladies bathroom. When she was back, she was wearing a red, long sleeved, lycra leotard over shiny white stockings. Red, high heeled, leather boots and a white belt completed her costume. "This costume allows me complete freedom of movement, it is just fantastic", she told to a surprised Mrs. Moore.
"Now is time for you to go home and let Mr. Selton and myself take care of your school to you".
"I trust you and I'll do as you told me, Melissa. But, please, take good care of yourself".

"Hello Mr. Selton, are you ready to work?", asked Melissa with a nice smile in her face. Mr. Selton just could not avoid to look to Melissa's costume. Indeed Melissa was a beautiful woman and although she could be even more attractive loosing a few extra pounds, she still had a beautiful body. The lycra clad woman noticed the strange look in Mr. Selton's eyes, but decided to ignore it. "Let's go inside your cabinet to discuss what we will be doing tonight".
Inside the cabinet, Melissa gave direct instructions to Selton. She would take care of the east side of the school and he would watch the west side. The size of the building, with many doors and surrounded by beautiful gardens, made impossible for them to patrol it together. In case of detection of intruders, they should phone each other (Melissa had a cellular phone in her belt and Selton could use the phone in his cabinet ) and decide whether or not to call the police.
"If there are two or three, perhaps we can catch them by ourselves", said Melissa. "But if there are more than three, the better thing to do is to hide and call the police. In any case, don't forget to phone me."
Selton agreed with her but, by the look in his eyes, Melissa felt that something was wrong with the guy. Indeed, Selton didn't appreciate the idea to receive orders from a costumed girl, but that was a request from Mrs. Moore and he could not have denied it.
"Have you ever dealt with junkies?", he asked.
"Not really" she replied a bit surprised with the question.
"Don't take me wrong, but these guys are really tough. Are you sure you are ready to fight them alone, girl?"
"I can take care of myself, Mr. Selton. I am well trained and I have the proper equipment. And, since we are working together, I fell much safer. All we are supposed to do is to find out if there are people in the building and, if we think the situation can become dangerous, we hide and call the police. We will decide if we can control the situation by ourselves or not", Melissa explained rationally. Deep inside, however, she knew that things could eventually go wrong, but she was quite sure that the chances of failure were minimum. But she didn't like the sarcastic way Selton spoke to her.
Selton, by his side, was thinking in a way to get free from Melissa, an intruder in his realm. He was not worried, however, since he thought that he could scare the girl, easily. "She is just a stupid bitch", he though, "one or two boys could easily dominate her for me. After the experience, she would no more return to the School". To have her in his hands was everything he had in mind.
"Well, I think I am ready to start right now. If anything happens, don't forget to call me, I'll be in the east side of the school", said Melissa leaving Mr. Selton alone.

Melissa's mind was full of thoughts, as she started her patrol in the east side of the school. She first, checked again her equipment.The nylon ropes, the knife, the knock-out gas and her cellular phone were in her belt, as usual. If she happens to find anything suspect, she would hide and evaluate the situation, she repeated to herself.. She also could not stop to think that Mr. Selton had been rude with her, but figured out that it was probably because he was not in a good mood.
Passing through a glass door, she could see her figure reflecting on it. "My costume is really awesome", she thought. Melissa was certainly a very attractive full-figured woman, with her large breasts and beautiful legs. She knew she was not in her best athletic form and this disturbed her. But no one could deny that she had lovely forms, which were accentuated by her lycra costume.
Suddenly, Melissa heard a noise and she felt an adrenaline rush. She carefully investigated and found out a couple of boyfriends alone in the dark. She decided that the situation was not dangerous and introduced herself to the couple:
"This is not a good place to a date, kids", she said, putting her hands in her waist.
"Who are you?", the boy asked frightened.
"I am the Patrolwoman and I want you to leave this building. This is a restricted area", Melissa said confidently.
"All right, lady. We only thought that we could spend the night together here, we were not disturbing anyone", tried to explain the boy.
"You are right, kid. But this is private property and the entrance is not allowed, I am sorry", Melissa said softly trying to make the kid feel better. She was relaxed now, after the adrenaline rush, and she didn't care when the kid came closer to her. Faster than she could react, however, the kid put a knife in her throat:
"You move and I'll cut your throat, bitch. Put your hands behind your back. Anna, tie her wrists tight"
Melissa almost had a heart attack. "How that could have happened?" she thought as the girl was tying tightly her wrists behind her back.
"Please, you don't need to tie me up, I will not react", Melissa said frightened
"You say one more word and I will cut your throat, bitch". After saying this the boy ordered her to walk until a bunch of trees at the east side of the school, where she was forced to lay down on the floor and had her ankles and knees tied up. He then tied her arms to her body and her ankles to her wrists. Strictly hogtied, Melissa was completely helpless and could no more resist to panic.
"Please, don't do this to me" she begged trying not to cry.
The boy reacted violently, putting the knife on her throat.
"I will ask you two questions, bitch. And you would better know the answers, otherwise I will have to hurt you badly. Where are your money? "
Melissa, in panic, told him immediately where her purse was, as well as her normal clothes. The boy smiled and than gave the knife to her girlfriend.
"Anna, I will get her money. You stay here and cut the bitch if she tries to escape", he said before leaving.
"Please, Anna, untie me. I will not try to escape and these ropes are hurting me", begged Melissa to the girl.
"You shut up, bitch. You will stay right where you are until Jack arrives".
"You don't understand, what you are doing is a serious crime. If you untie me now we can forget it all and you will not have to worry."
"You gave me no option, Batgirl", replied Anna, before she took a ballgag of her purse and put it in Melissa's mouth. "Now you won't bother me anymore".
Melissa could not believe in what was happening to her. She was completely helpless in the hands of a couple of junkies. All the stress was too much for the girl, that could no more avoid the tears.
"Oh, it seems that the powerful vigilante is crying. What's up? You can't reach your utility belt for help?", Anna asked sarcastically, coming closer to Melissa tied body. It didn't take much time until she noticed the gadgets in Melissa's belt.
"Oh, I almost forgot to take off your super-weapons", she said, while she took Melissa's cellular phone and all the other gadgets. "You know, bitch, I think that you are a bit fat for a vigilante".
All of a sudden, the boy returned with Melissa's purse and clothes.
"Hey, I see you shut the bitch's mouth, Anna"
"Yeah, and I got her cellular phone, knife, ropes and gas"
"And I got her money and credit cards. Let's get out of here. Good-bye Wonder Woman, the pleasure to meet you was ours"
After the couple left, Melissa felt a brief sensation of relief. At least they did not hurt her. However, the panic returned as soon as she started to think about the consequences of what had just happened to her. Not only the boy had taken all her money and credit cards, but he would be able to get her address and enter her apartment with the keys in her purse. And what about Mr. Selton and Mrs. Moore? What would they think of her when they discover what did happen? In panic, Melissa tried to free herself, but her efforts were useless. She soon realized that the only way to get free would be to try to reach Mr. Selton's cabinet. Strictly hogtied as she was, it would take at least an hour to reach the other side of the school and Melissa knew that.
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All her muscles were aching and her body was completely covered by sweat when Melissa arrived near to Mr. Selton's cabinet. Exhausted, she tried to make so much noise as possible to try to catch his attention, but to no avail. The door was closed and the lights were off. She decided to crawl until the cabinet's door and to knock at it, and only then Selton turned the lights on. She continued to make as much noise as she could, and three minutes later, Selton opened the door.
"MMMPPPPHHH, MMMMPPPPPPHHH"
"Jesus Christ, it seems that someone taught you a lesson, girl"
"MMMPPPPHHH, MMMMPPPPPPHHH"
"Shut up, girl, I will cut the ropes as soon as I find my knife".
Selton was surprised. He didn't expect to see Melissa bound and gagged at his feet so soon. He was tempted to put his hands on her at that very moment, but thought that he would better calm down and wait a little bit more.
"What happened, for Christ's sake?", he asked before he ungagged the girl and started to cut the ropes.
"Thank you, Mr. Selton. Thank God you are here. Without you I would only be rescued by the morning. A couple of junkies surprised me and taught me a lesson, as you said", replied Melissa gratefully.
Selton suddenly realized that the girl trusted him. This could be useful in the future, he thought to himself, as he kept encouraging her to trust him even more.
"You have to calm down, girl. These junkies are really wild and you didn't know how dangerous they were.", he said softly.
"I was just a fool Mr. Selton. I didn't listen to you when you said these guys were dangerous. I am so ashamed! They caught me and tied me up so easily! All I could do was to ask them not to hurt me..... Mrs. Moore put so much confidence on me and I failed!", replied the girl almost crying.
"It was not your fault darling. And Mrs. Moore don't need to know what happened. Did they wrote anything on the walls or broke anything?"
"No, they were about to have Sex, I think. I thought they were just a couple of boyfriends, but they took all my gadgets and money. I was so stupid! The boy was called Jack and the girl Anne. Both of them are very dangerous"
"So let's pretend that nothing happened here tonight. When Mrs. Moore arrives I will tell you that you didn't feel quite well and had to return home earlier. Now, the best thing you can do is to go home and take a rest. I think I know these guys and we can think of a way to prevent them to enter here tomorrow".
"You are so sweet, Mr. Selton. I will follow your advice. Tomorrow, I will be better", replied Melissa gratefully.
Returning to the place she had been caught, Melissa was relieved to see that Jack and Anne didn't notice her keys in her purse. They had taken all her gadgets and clothes, as well as her money and credit cards, but didn't realize that they could have had also her car and her home. They also left her documents. Melissa had no way to know if they had discovered her actual name and address, but she knew that she would find out it quite soon. Without her normal clothes, Melissa took her car and returned home dressed as Patrolwoman. She didn't care, since it was 2:30 am and the streets were empty.

Melissa just couldn't sleep that night. The adrenaline rush was so intense that she spent the rest of the night wondering about what had happened to her. No matter how hard she tried to relax, she couldn't avoid the memories of the time she spent tied up and gagged in the hands of the couple of junkies. At the time, Melissa found the experience terrifying, but, safe at her home, her feelings about it were mixed.


Melissa could not deny her exhibitionist/masochistic character. All that Patrolwoman stuff, the clothes, the attitude in front of Mr Selton and Mrs Moore were due to her exhibitionist side and she could not help herself with it. Melissa was afraid, however, of her masochistic side. During her school days it was obvious in her attempts to catch the attention of the "bad guys", helping them with the tests and so on. Being such a good student and a very shy girl, she appeared too "straight" to them, but in her fantasies she was always being caught and fucked by some "bad guy". What happened that night, however, was real and dangerous. Melissa could have been actually killed and that horrified her. "Shut up or I'll cut your throat, bitch", "You gave me no option Batgirl", Jack and Anna's words echoed in her mind. Jack was more violent and dangerous, while Anna was more sarcastic but she felt totally dominated with both of them. "What if they have decided to fuck me?". Melissa thought to herself and got sexually aroused imagining Jack taking her clothes off and fucking her. Melissa started to touch her clitoris and her sex became more and more wet as she remembered her trying to reach Mr. Selton's cabinet. The humiliation she felt was terribly exciting! What if Mr. Selton have fucked her? These thoughts aroused her more and more until she finally arrived at a huge climax. Completely exhausted, but relaxed at last, she could sleep by 7:00 am.


As soon as she wake up, Melissa felt terribly guilty. It was clear to her that she had gone too far with her obsessions. Her personal life was a mess, she just could not finish her dissertation, all her muscles were aching like hell (because of her efforts while hogtied and gagged) and, last but not least, she had to worry herself about credit cards stolen by a couple of junkies. Melissa's parents were always ready to give her financial aid and understood quite well her will to live alone, but it was unfair to make them pay for drugs bought by junkies.


Just after Melissa called the credit cards companies to cancel them, the phone rang. It was Mrs. Moore and she asked Melissa to arrive a little earlier at the school, because she need to talk to her.
Hello, my dear. I need to talk to you in private", said the old woman as Melissa arrived at the school. Mrs. Moore took Melissa to her office, but the girl asked to go to the bathroom first. When she returned she was already dressed as Patrolwoman.


"I am ready to help you Mrs. Moore", said the lycra clad Melissa, proud in her costume
"Thank you, darling. I called you earlier because I think that you need to know certain things about our problem that I could not tell you earlier". Mrs. Moore said with a sad expression.
"Please, Mrs. Moore. Tell me everything about the case, I am here to help you with it."
"You are so sweet, Melissa. What I want to tell you is that I have been receiving threatening letters for more than a year now. They ask for money, in order to "protect" the school. I am giving them the money, but they keep disturbing me and my school". Mrs. Moore started to cry. "Today I received one more letter, this time threatening you, my dear".
Melissa took the note and read it:
"You old bitch will have to pay us more US$ 1000,00, otherwise we are going to rape and spank that super-heroine bitch friend of yours. We will not give you another chance, old bitch."
"Melissa, I know that you are well prepared and courageous. But you are only a girl, my dear. I fear that you would not be able to handle these savages".
"But, Mrs. Moore, with this money we can buy some electronic devices that will prevent them to enter the building at night. And you can't keep giving these guys the money of the school, otherwise you will have to close it. Please, Mrs. Moore, give me and Mr. Selton a chance".
"Sorry, my dear. But if anything happens with you, I will blame myself forever. I have already called Mr. Selton and asked him to give them the money as usual".
Melissa was shocked. The guys were really much more dangerous than she thought. They had been blackmailing Mrs. Moore for more than a year and they were beginning to threat her. "That should not be a surprise to me, considering how easily they defeated me last night", thought Melissa to herself. Definitely, she thought, it was better to her to listen Mrs. Moore and quit that Patrolwoman stuff for a while.


"I'll listen to you Mrs. Moore. These guys are more dangerous than anyone else I have already dealt, so I won't try to beat them by myself. But I still can design a security system for the school, if you want me to do so."
"Of course I want your help, Melissa. I just don't want to see you in danger. Please, get the money on my table and give it to Mr. Selton when you leave."
Melissa did exactly what she had been told to do and went to see Mr. Selton still dressed as Patrolwoman. It wasn't night yet, but she couldn't resist the excitement to be seen as Patrolwoman one last time. When she entered Mr. Selton's cabinet, the memories of the night before were vivid in her mind.


"I am sorry what happened, girl. Did you bring the money?", asked Mr. Selton friendly.
"Yes I did. Please, Mr. Selton do not be sorry for me. You and I know that I failed.", said Melissa sadly giving the money to the old man.
"You are too young to take such a blame, girl. You can help me to watch the school at night in another better occasion.". Mr. Selton's voice was much softer than usual.
"You are right, Mr. Selton. If I were ready I wouldn't have allowed these kids to tie me up as they did".
"If you want, I can teach you some rope tricks. It will not take long, I assure you, and it may help you someday. "
Melissa knew that she should not accept such invitation, but the idea of being tied up by Selton dressed as Patrolwoman terribly excited her. She did not resist to her desires and allowed the man to tie her.
"Sit on this chair", ordered the old man


Melissa obeyed promptly and got sexually aroused when the man used a thin nylon rope to tie her wrists behind the back of the heavy wooden chair and her ankles to each of the chair's feet. Selton also tied up her torso to the chair, right above her belt and her breasts and took off her gadgets. Last but not least, she stuffed a ballgag in Melissa's mouth - the same that the junkie had used in her in the previous night.


"Now it seems that you are well tied up, baby. I'll now talk to Mrs. Moore. This will give you some time to try to get yourself free. If you fail, I will teach you some lessons", said the man before leaving Melissa tied up in the cabinet.
Melissa did not expect the man would leave her alone in the cabinet and got tested her bonds frightened as soon as he left. Selton tied her up really tight and her attempts were not only useless, but also painful. Melissa used to play light bondage games with one roommate in college, but she never had been tied up for real until the night before, and Selton's knots were certainly tighter than the junkie's. After some few attempts, she realized that she would only be able to free herself if she could reach her knife placed in a table not too far from her. She tried to move herself and the chair for some minutes, but it was too heavy and her efforts only made the thin ropes to dig even deeper in her flesh. She was helpless and the only thing to do was to wait until Mr. Selton come back.


The time in the cabinet was running slowly to Melissa. She started to sweat due to the heat and to her efforts. She also was worried because Mr. Selton did not lock the door of the cabinet and it was close to the place where some students were talking. If one of them decided to enter in the cabinet he would see Melissa, dressed as Patrolwoman, completely helpless tightly bound and gagged and that would be hard to explain to Mrs. Moore. As the time passed, Melissa got more and more anxious. Suddenly she heard steps towards the cabinet and her heart raced. Some guys approached the cabinet talking loud. Melissa entered in panic as they knocked at the door calling for Selton, and prayed to the man arrive quickly. To Melissa's relief the group left soon after without entering the cabinet.


More time passed and Melissa continued to wait for Selton in terror. She had no way to control the time, but Selton had left at least more than an hour earlier. What if he had forgotten her there? These thoughts made her to begin again her attempts to move the heavy chair and reach her knife. She stopped, however, when she heard steps towards the cabinet again. Melissa entered in panic again as she saw Emma entering the cabinet.


"Well, look to who I find here? Hello again Batgirl"
"MMMMPPPPHHH, MMMMPPPPHHH", Melissa tried to shout terrified, trying to call attention.
"Shut up pathetic bitch. I'm tired of you.". Emma said as she took a bag of transparent plastic and wrapped it in Melissa's mouth preventing her to breathe. "Now let me see you dancing, you bitch".
Melissa fought instinctively against her bonds trying to free herself and breathe. The seconds passed slowly to her as the lack of oxygen increased her agony. Emma watched everything laughing.
"Now you will die, Superbitch"
"MMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHH, MMMMMMMMMPPPPPPPPPHHH",
After a few more seconds, however, Emma took off the plastic around Melissa's head, allowing her to breathe.
"Well, I think I will torture you all night this time, heroine. You are going to be my toy, Miss Hartman"
Melissa started to cry. The junkies knew her real identity and had her in their hands again.

Emma was beginning to torture the helpless Melissa a little further as Selton entered the cabinet with a smile in his face:
“The stupid old bitch agreed to pay us more money than we asked for. And now we are going to make sure that she will keep paying us, aren’t we Melissa?”
Melissa already knew that there was something wrong with Mr. Selton behavior, but she did not want to believe that he, that had been working in the school for so much time, could be involved so directly with this blackmail scheme. Tightly bound and gagged, she could only stare sadly at the old man.
“Anna put the knife on her throat”, said the man as he started to unzip his pants. “Smile Patrolwoman, you will appear on the TV”.
Only at that moment Melissa noticed two video cameras hidden in the cabinet’s walls and realized that she had been filmed since she entered Selton’s cabinet. She tried to talk to Selton as soon as Emma took the gag of her mouth.
“Please Mr. Selton, what you are doing is wrong, set me free and Mrs. Moore and I can arrange things for you, we love you Mr. Selton”
“If you love me then you will have no problem sucking my dick in front of the cameras, will you bitch? Emma make sure that she is going to keep her mouth open”
Melissa was in terror. She could feel Emma’s knife touching her throat and knew that Emma would not hesitate to use it. It was also very clear that Selton was tremendously excited, by the hardness of his cock. Crying in despair, Melissa begged Selton once again:
“Please, Mr Selton don’t do this to me, please, pleahhhmmmmppphhhh...”. Her pleas, however, were quickly silenced by Selton’s big dick.
“OOOOHHHH, YES, YES”, shouted Selton in glory. “Suck me you little bitch, you are mine now”.
Melissa’s nightmare lasted for about ten minutes, time enough to Selton arrive to its climax forcing Melissa to swallow it all. But the old man wanted more…
“Anna, untie the bitch!”, ordered Selton.
Melissa did fell a certain relief after being untied. The girl had been bound for
about three hours and their arms and legs were completely dormant. Although free from her
bonds, Melissa was still helpless. The groggy girl was having a hard time just trying to
stand in her feet and Anna carried a gun with her.
“Now you take off your clothes superbitch!”, ordered Selton with increasing joy. He was
having the time of his life, while Anna didn’t seem to be particularly happy.
“No, Mr. Selton, you can’t do this to me. Please, you wouldn’t….”
A slap in her face prevented Melissa to finish her plea.
“You will do as I say, you stupid or I will give you the beat of your life.”
Unable to react, Melissa had no option rather than to obey the savage. She took off her
uniform and realized that her sexual fantasies were becoming reality. There she was, naked
and dominated by a bad guy eager to fuck her for good. She was in panic, however, afraid
to being killed and started to cry.
“Crying will not help you, bitch”, said Anna. “You are ours now, and we will fuck you a lot
before returning you to Grandma Moore”.
“Put your boots on bitch, they make me hot”, ordered Selton again. After Melissa did what
she was told to do, she had her hands tied again behind her back (for precaution, said
Anna).
As her rape was being prepared, Melissa realized what her raptors had in mind. No,
they were not going to kill her. They would use the film to blackmail her. Her fear was
gradually being replaced by a feeling of sexual arousal. Being used the way she was did
excite her, although her feelings were mixed. These guys were destroying the life of Mrs. Moore and she could not cope with this. But, on the other hand, she was a true masochistic and could not help herself when she listened to Selton talking dirty to her.
“On your knees, bitch!”
Melissa’s ordeal took about an hour. Her soft voluptuous body was violently raped and beaten by Selton while Anna watched. When Selton finished with her, Emma re-tied her and put the ballgag again in Melissa’s mouth. The pain and the agony she suffered in her captor’s hands were immense and still there was nothing she could do but watch and listen. Melissa was in a kind of hypnotic state. She was actually enjoying herself, having blocked all the memories of Mrs. Moore.
“Remember, bitch, we know who you are, where you live and where you study. You will obey us or we will have to show this video to your parents and teachers. We will leave you in Mrs Moore’s office and you will tell her that some masked punks did it to you and told you to tell the old bitch that they can catch you whenever they want. If you tell the truth, you know what it is going to happen to you, don’t you honey?”
These words echoed in her mind as she was carried to Mrs. Moore’s office and was left there naked and strictly hog-tied on Mrs. Moore’s table. About an hour after Mrs. Moore entered the room in panic.
“Oh my god, Melissa, what they did to you?”
“Oh Mrs. Moore, I couldn’t handle them. I couldn’t handle them...,” said Melissa with tears in her eyes after Mrs. Moore took the ballgag out of her mouth.
“They tied you so tightly, my poor child. Don’t cry! Everything is OK now, I’ll cut these ropes and let you free, darling”. Minutes later, Melissa was finally free from her bonds.
“Everything is my fault Mrs. Moore, I was leaving the school as two masked punks appeared and showed me a gun ordering me to enter in his car. They tied me with these nylon ropes, gagged me and left me locked within the car by hours. I tried hard to get free from the ropes, Mrs. Moore, but they are very resistant and the knots were too tight. An hour ago, they appeared again and took me out of the car leaving me here. They ordereed me to take off my clothes. I was so humiliated! I thought I would have to wait until tomorrow morning to be rescued.”
“Don’t blame yourself Melissa. I know that there was nothing you could do to prevent it to happen. You are brave, but you are still only a girl, honey. Put your clothes on. I’ll leave you at your home and we will try to forget this whole affair”.
“You are right, Mrs. Moore, I am very tired and I have to rest...”.
Melissa arrived at home and went to bed without changing clothes. She was so tired that not even the fact that almost all her muscles were aching or the memories of her terrible ordeal prevented the girl to sleep deeply.
When she woke up, however, Melissa felt terribly defeated. She knew she could not help Mrs. Moore. In fact, it was her that needed to be helped now. Selton, Emma and Jack knew who she was and filmed her defeated and humiliated. Melissa knew they would use the tape to blackmail her. She knew that her parents would be hurt if they watched the tape. What would they think about her? That she was a pervert that craved to be seen dressed in red lycra and boots? Or that she was a stupid that thought she could handle alone a bunch of dangerous criminals? And the poor Mrs. Moore, unaware of Selton’s betrayal and helpless in his hands? Melissa looked at herself in the mirror, still dressed as Patrolwoman, and cried, feeling guilty. Why did she could not resist to the lure of being seen dressed like that? How could she enjoy being touched by such a pervert like Selton?
After some moments of panic, Melissa started to think about the whole situation. She realized that her first capture by Jack and Anne surely wouldn’t happen without Selton’s help. It is true that she didn’t make the right decisions when it happened, but how could the punks be so prepared to handle her? They somehow knew that she wasn’t carrying a gun, otherwise they wouldn’t be so confident all the time. They even had a ballgag ready to be used on her! This conclusion, she realized, could not be more useless. “The bad guys now have a tape that can destroy my reputation and know exactly where I live as well as my telephone number. This is the problem now. I must think, think!” repeated the girl to herself.

Lisa, I just put all of your story into the same topic. If you've got another update add it to this thread. Thanks for adding to the story section

Lisa, this is a great story - keep going w/ it!

great story ...please continue...and try to include an over the knee spanking session

hey lisa..this was a great story...why dont you continue

I LOVE this story...I was viewing myself as lisa the whole time reading it...would love to read more and I think I am going to try my hand at writing a story involving me as batgirl. Its nice to know other girls out there are writing some nice genre fiction....keep it up please! Guys aren't the only ones that like this stuff.

Lisa

Love the story, would be great to read more from you.

I adore the idea that Melissa loves wearing her costume and her secret sub desires. I wonder if all heroines feel the same way. it would certainly make things very interesting !

A heroine that is so easily captured has a charm about her !

Lee

thanks for sharing

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