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Chapter 6 “Poison Ivy” (unfinished first draft)
🕑 Added 2021-08-16 01:58:06 +0000 UTCThe burning pain still mercilessly clinging to Barbara’s punished body made it difficult for her process her surroundings. Sofia Gigante Falcone had stepped away and was standing to corner of the room, just outside Barbara’s field of perception.
She could hear the mobster speaking but could’t concentrate on the words through the haze of agony, then suddenly, she felt Sofia’s hand roughly grab her face.
“Are you listening to me you little bitch?” Sofia had approached Barbara and the heroine hadn’t even noticed. “That was quite a beating you just took,” she said, removing her hand from Barbara’s face after soaking in the bound redhead’s anguished beauty. “Don’t pass out on me yet”.
Sofia headed towards the metal door in the back of the room and knocked twice. The door opened and Barbara could hear bare feet come into the room.
“Oh my, you were right Falcone… She is a cutie.”
It was poison Ivy. Barbara recognized her voice immediately. The green skinned supervillain stepped into the harshly lit center of the room, where Sofia had left the wheelchair. She was wearing a tight red blouse with only one button holding it across her chest, accentuating her gorgeous breasts and a green laced lingerie thong and nothing else, leaving very little to the imagination. Thin vines and the occasional small flower seemed to wrap gently all over her stunning body and her magnificent, deep red hair which flowed behind her. Barbara couldn’t help but notice how beautiful her glowing green eyes and full, dark green lips were.
“I trust you have everything you need to begin doctor Isley?” Said Sofia.
“Almost,” said Ivy, utterly failing to contain her malicious smile. She slowly walked up to where Barbara hung in her shackles, eyeing the bound heroine’s punished body. She grabbed her by the front of her little yellow shorts and pulled Barbara towards her, increasing the space between the redhead’s lower body and the whipping post. “For starters,” she said, “I think this one is a little overdressed”. With that, she undid the top button on Barbara’s mini shorts and as she slowly brought down the zipper, she moved her body even closer to Barbara’s forcing her to turn away to avert Ivy’s gaze and bear the humiliation of being stripped against her will.
Barbara remained silent.
Ivy squatted before the beautiful captive and slowly pulled down her shorts, removing them completely, dropping them to the floor. She started kissing Barbara’s legs while she reached one hand into her hair and pulled out one of the small vines and wrapped it around Barbara’s left ankle.
Barbara could hear the faint noise of rustling foliage and as she looked down, she saw the vine around her ankle move and grow, as it began to spread up her leg and back towards the whipping post.
