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G.I. Joe: Scarlett And Sheik Abdul Fakahni
Chapter 2: Scarlett's Capture and Conditioning
By: Night Creeper
Disclaimer: All of the well known characters in this story were created and owned by Hasbro. They may be also owned in part by Marval and/or Image comics. And even though I have tampered with some of the storylines and backgrounds established by Hasbro, they are still owned by Hasbro. Any resemblance to actual people are coincidental and unintentional. And remember, this story is used for entertainment and not profit. If it is illegal for you to read something that only ADULTS should read, then go away!
Notes from the author: I would like to take the time to thank Night Shade for his input in this story after he read Cobra's Venture in Trade. Basically, he supplied an outline and ideas for this story, and I just expanded on it and wrote the scenes accordingly, which made things rather easy. Unfortunately, halfway through the story, the man disappeared. The e-mails that I sent went without a reply or bounce back. Hopefully, the story is still close to what he wanted. Also, there was no editor for this one, so if things seem amiss, just remember that there was no editor. But I do hope that things still make sense.
Feel free to e-mail me at with comments, criticisms, ideas, etc. Thanks and happy reading.
*****
G.I. Joe: Scarlett And Sheik Abdul Fakahni
Chapter 2: Scarlett's Capture and Conditioning
By: Night Creeper

Scarlett was happy to be out of the palace. The woman knew that she had done a great service for her country, even if it meant putting up with the Sheik and his stupid customs. Now, she was on her way to visit the new oil field with the American scientist, Chad Blake. There was also another scientist in the car, but Scarlett didn't know what who he was and the man never bothered to identify himself. Chad mentioned his name, but Scarlett didn't catch it, and she felt it would be in bad taste if she asked the man his name now. She wasn't sure why it would be in bad taste, but she didn't want to disrespect the man. However, she couldn't have been happier to leave the palace in one of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's jeeps, knowing that she would be able to leave the country soon.
"Are we almost there?" Scarlett asked the driver from the backseat. The female G.I. Joe operative was decked out in her usual attire. She was wearing a grey shirt with an beige vest and a waistpiece. Her beige boots and gloves with throwing stars were also present as well as her signature ponytail.
"Almost. It's just over the next dune," the driver replied as he made a gesture with his right hand, pointing forward.
"I don't know about you, Miss Scarlett, but all these dunes look the same to me," the scientist sitting in the front passenger seat laughed.
"It's true, they all look the same, but the composition of some of these dunes vary greatly," Chad Blake, who sat in the back with Scarlett chimed in. "I can show you when the driver stops the jeep later on. Some of the sand should still be trapped within the tire."
"But how would you know which dune it came from?"
"It doesn't matter, you said all the dunes are the same," Chad laughed.
"Don't worry about him, Miss Scarlett, he's been in the sun too long. Perhaps the top of the jeep has not shielded him from the sun."
"It's okay. I find your conversation to be quite productive."
"I believe the word is entertaining," Chad said with a smile. "Speaking of entertainment, is our radio working?"
"No, too much sand and high winds. Radio no work," the driver said.
"Pity too. Miss Scarlett wanted to report back to Washington. Perhaps we should stop and set-up the radio equipment properly?"
"No need for that. We can do that once we make camp at the oil field," Scarlett replied knowing that if she didn't check in, the damn policymakers would believe everything had been smoothed over and she would be willing to stay, even though nothing could be further from the truth.
"Look! Long shadow!" the driver yelled as he pointed at a huge black line in the sand.
"Long shadow? It appears to . . ."
"IT'S A MISSILE!! TURN!!" Scarlett yelled as the driver quickly swerved, but it was too late as the missile hit the sand, blew up, knocked the jeep onto its side after a few rolls, and knocking out the passengers in the process.
*****

"General Wilson, I implore you to recall Scarlett," General Hawk asked as he stood before a panel of four other generals.
"General Hawk," General Wilson sighed. "We have been through this several times now. Washington views Sheik Abdul Fakahni as a powerful ally. We have no intention of souring the relationship. Besides, General Rinton just reported that Scarlett was okay with staying with Sheik Abdul Fakahni."
"I highly doubt that sir. She had expressed . . ."
"General Hawk! General Rinton has personally guaranteed this panel that Scarlett, a member of your special elite team, was content to stay in the Middle East as Sheik Abdul Fakahni's guest as long as her country deemed it was necessary. If you like, you may have the memo that General Rinton signed a few hours ago."
"I would like to view that memo, sir."
"I knew you would, General Hawk. My secretary is making the copy as we speak. When she's done, you can do whatever you want with it. However, I will remind you for the last time, the President has also seen the memo and is in full agreement with General Rinton's assessment. If you have a problem with the memo, you can express it with us next week. Do you understand?"
"Yes sir."
*****
"Have you ever seen such a great pair of knockers?" Buzzer asked his mates.
"Can't say that I have, mate," Torch replied as he tossed Scarlett's clothing aside.
"Be careful with that! We have to dress her up before we reach the base," Buzzer snarled. "Ripper! Pick up her clothes and store up front with Thrasher. Once you're done there, check up on Road Pig and Monkey Wrench. Make sure that they haven't killed the male prisoners."
"What are you going to do here?" Ripper asked as he picked up Scarlett's clothes.
"What do you think? Zartan isn't going to let us touch her when we return to base, so let's enjoy her now. Besides, we're hundreds of feet underground, traveling in a drill. The Sheik won't have a clue and we won't even show up on U.S. spy satellites. Thus, if we do this right, everyone can have some fun with this Southern Belle before she even wake," Buzzer laughed as he saw Torch inject something into Scarlett's arm.
"Hurry up, Ripper, or you may miss your turn," Torch said as he placed the needle back into its case. He then placed the case into a large black bag. Then he pulled out a camcorder and grinned. "After we're done with her, she may preferred to be trapped under the burning jeep."
Buzzer paid no attention to his fellow Dreadnaughts as he stripped and laid on top of Scarlett. He grabbed her tits roughly, squeezing them and sucking on her red nipples until they were long and hard. He had never seen a pair like this, especially attached to such a well toned body. Her breasts were nice and firm, which made his member erect as it slid against her thigh. The man smiled to the camera once in a while as he assaulted the sleeping woman, who moaned every now and then. Getting all excited, Buzzer quickly flipped the woman over and ran his hands slowly over her ass, caressing her soft skin and squeezing her firm buttocks. After a few seconds, he began to smack her repeatedly.
"Blimey," Torch muttered as he and Buzzer saw the small liquid trail on the floor, coming from Scarlett.
Buzzer was so turned on that spread Scarlett's ass and rammed his member into her tight butt. Since the woman had never been used, Buzzer had to work his member in and out of her ass until it finally fit inside, but once he fit, he worked like a handsaw trying to slice through a tree. As he pumped, his hands found their way to her sex, where he fingered it a few times, making the woman moan. Although Buzzer would have loved to touch her sex more intimately, he knew the consequences, thus he simply slid his hands up her body and gripped her firm breasts. He smelled the unconscious woman's hair as he rammed his member in and out of her ass. Buzzer considered Scarlett to be the perfect embodiment of the G.I. Joe team's creed. He knew that she believed in freedom, honor, and decency, and yet she was naked and taking it in the ass while he played with her tits. The woman's mind would snap if she were conscious and the mere thought of her humiliation was enough to drive Buzzer over the edge, but he tried to keep himself in check. Thus, back and forth, in and out, thrusting and panting, calling her all sorts of vile names as he fucked her ass while Torch recorded it all.
By the time Ripper returned, Buzzer was recording the scene while Torch was pumping his member between the woman's melons. "Blimey," Ripper mouthed as he saw the glistening trail of juice from Scarlett's sex. The Dreadnaught then looked at Buzzer, who shook his finger in response. Ripper quickly unzipped his pants and prepared to use the woman, knowing that her sex was off limits.
*****
"Any word from Scarlett?" Lady Jaye asked Covergirl.
"Not a peep," Covergirl replied. "I spoke to General Hawk earlier and he said he didn't know that Scarlett was suppose to come back tomorrow."
"Odd. Scarlett said she was coming home tomorrow."
"Do you think the others know anything about this?"
"I don't know. I asked Sydney a few minutes ago and she said she hadn't gotten any orders to retrieve Scarlett."
"Maybe we need to contact someone else then?"
"Like who?"
"I don't know. Perhaps Mainframe can punch up the manifest on the computer."
"Perhaps, but he usually won't do that."
"Just unzip that zipper a bit more and he will," Covergirl laughed. "Or better yet, wear a little schoolgirl outfit and Shipwreck will be more than happy to do it for you."
"Shut up! I would never wear a schoolgirl outfit," Lady Jaye snarled as she pulled her zipper further down, making sure that he breasts didn't pop out. "Now, let's go ask Mainframe."

*****
"My head," Scarlett moaned as she rubbed her forehead. The woman's head was pounding like a jackhammer breaking up the pavement at a construction yard. Worse yet, her body and ass were incredibly sore. "How long have I been out?" she asked herself as opened her eyes and saw that she was locked inside a small cell with a metal door. The cell had a small cot, which she was lying on, but there were no windows or anything else that would hint how long she had been in the cell. The only source of light was a small lightbulb that dangled overhead. She looked down at her outfit and could see that her throwing stars and other military equipment had been removed. The woman glanced about the room for a few seconds before she started coughing. She knew that the room was filling up with gas, so she quickly covered her mouth, but after a few minutes, the woman collapsed back onto the cot. Scarlett laid on the cot for a few minutes before the door to her cell opened. She sees two Cobra Crimson Guards enter the room. They quickly secure blindfold the woman and tie her spread eagle to the bed. Scarlett attempts to fight them off, but her muscles refuse to react. Thus, she remains still as they secure her into place. She then feels a cold wet cloth rubbing against her neck. Scarlett wasn't quite sure what was going on, she realized that alcohol had been applied to her neck after she felt a sharp prick against her neck. She felt a warm liquid seep into her skin and into her bloodstream. Within minutes, she could feel it coursing through her bloodstream, spreading throughout her body.
"Hello Scarlett," a deep voice said as she felt something press against her stomach. The pressure slowly shifted and Scarlett rationalized that it was hand that was pressed against her stomach. To her horror, the hand moved toward her crotch, where it cupped her sex, underneath her bodysuit. The woman gritted her teeth as she tried to sequester the moan, but after a few seconds, her jaw slacked, and the woman moaned. "You like?" the voice asked.
Scarlett wanted to scream and struggle, but nothing worked. Instead, she just laid there and moaned, becoming more and more aroused as the drug dwindled her will to resist. Sweat covered her face and neck as her face was completely flushed. The woman's nipples strained against the constricting outfit and were clearly visible. As Scarlett's body quivered, something cold was placed on her throat and then tightened, securing it around her entire neck. Someone then cut a little slip of the outfit on her arm before rubbing it with alcohol and then sticking a small IV through her arm. Once again, Scarlett moaned as she felt the warm liquid flow through her. This time however, it was constant.
A loud buzzing sound then filled the room as two cones were placed on top of her breasts. They quickly latched on and began to vibrate, shaking Scarlett's breasts and keeping her nipples excited. A few seconds later, her crotch was nice and wet as something was strapped onto her waist. It was like someone was covering her up with a pair of shorts or something as she felt the added pressure. In reality it was a metallic diaper. Once it was secured, the area above Scarlett's crotch began to vibrate as a heavy panel pressed against her crotch and began to rub against it. The redhead moaned as she climaxed.
When she recovered from her climax, her face was completely red with shame as she realized her body was building toward another one. After a few more minutes, she climaxed again. Then a few minutes later, she climaxed again. Each climax was getting closer and closer. Scarlett knew it would be a matter of time before she would climax again and again in rapid succession. The worst part was that she was climaxing like a slut and totally unable to do anything about while who knows how many Cobra operatives were watching her, thus increasing her humiliation.
*****

"Any word on Scarlett, General Hawk?" Duke asked as Hawk returned to base.
"Unfortunately, I have not heard from her directly. I do have a memo from General Rinton saying that Scarlett felt it was her duty to serve her country and that she should stay in the Middle East with Sheik Abdul Fakahni as her host," Hawk replied as he handed the packet to Duke.
"General Rinton? Isn't his nickname, Rin . . ."
"The same as the dog. People call him that because he's like a dog in heat. He's constantly trying to find something to hump. Basically, he's driven by his hormones."
"Is that going to be a problem?"
"Somewhat. However, he use to have a crush on Scarlett. He made numerous requests to have her become his secretary. In fact, he was quite sad to see her sent to the Middle East. That got me thinking though."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm sure he wants her back. Thus, if Scarlett didn't check in, why would he say that she did?"
"I don't follow you. According to this memo, she checked in with him before the signal was lost in a sandstorm. That would explain why no one has been able to reach her."
"Do you honestly believe that?"
"Not really sir. Should I assemble a retraction team?"
"What for? Sheik Abdul Fakahni refuses to have anyone sent to his country without his approval. The Pentagon is watching all of our vehicles, thus preventing us from even leaving the United States, let alone our own base."
"So what do we do?"
"We wait, Duke. We wait."
*****

"OHHH GOOODDD!" Scarlett moaned as steam filled the air. Three of her fingers from her right hand were buried inside her sex. They were busy pumping in and out of her dripping pussy while her left hand played with her own breast. Her fingers tweaked and pulled her nipple as she alternated between breasts. The redhead was on her knees and bending forward as a man pumped his meat in and out of her ass while the sound of skin slapping against each other filled the room.
The man's hands gripped Scarlett's hips as he slammed her over and over again, eliciting yelps of pleasure from the woman along the way. Every now and then, a hand would glide off her hip and fondle her ample breasts. In fact, every now and then, the hand would pull her up, and the man would nibble on her ear, kiss her neck, or whisper something into her ear, which made Scarlett hotter.
She could feel the excitement build inside her. It was electric and it was flowing to every inch of her body. Her fingers which had been furiously pumping into her pussy, stopped, and pulled out. She then went right up and clutched her breasts. She squeezed them so tightly that the skin were her fingers were at, were turning white. Scarlett gritted her teeth as her excitement grew. "Don't ever stop fucking me!" she begged.
"Why is that?" the man asked as he pulled her head back.
Scarlett was unable to see his face for her vision was blurred. However, she quickly wrestled her head free from the man's grasp and fell forward. She was now on all fours as she slammed her hips back and took in more of his member inside her. "I'm like a bitch in heat, you animal! Fuck me! Grab my tits and fuck me!" she screamed.
The man did as he was told. "Slut!" he growled as his thrust continued to pummel her body. Within seconds, the woman's head shot back and her ponytail flailed about. She howled like a wolf while her body exploded and shook madly, causing the man to shoot a huge load of sperm into her ass.
The experience seemed very real to Scarlett even though no one had laid a hand on her. The captured woman was still blindfolded, but she was no longer strapped to her bed. Instead, she was strapped to the Brain Wave Scanner. However, she had no idea what was going on. To her mind, things were very real, and soon, it would be real.
*****

"How is our guest fairing right now, Dr. Mindbender?"
"She is dreaming away the night, mighty Serpentor."
"What are those images over there?" Serpentor asked as he pointed at the silhouettes, which populated some of the monitors that were also keeping track of Scarlett's vitals as well as brain activity.
"That's what she is dreaming about right at this very moment. The drug that is flowing through her blood is keeping her aroused and the vibrators are also making sure that she stays aroused too. Just a few more hours and we'll be able to move to the next step." "The next step? Is she aware that she has been unconscious for two days now?"
"I doubt it. The Crimson Guards have informed me that they believed she was quite out of it when they secured her to her bed."
"I don't trust the Crimson Guards. They are loyal to Cobra Commander. I prefer to have my own Vipers!"
"Mighty Serpentor. Cobra Commander doesn't go anywhere without his Crimson Guards. Although their loyalty is absolute, Cobra Commander would not dare challenge you."
"I still don't trust him."
"Perhaps we should . . ."
"Inform Cobra Commander that he can have a training session with Scarlett. I'm sure he would be more than happy to use her once or twice. It should also keep him busy."
"Brilliant plan, Serpentor. Since we are monitoring Scarlett, Cobra Commander won't have any time to do anything to thwart your plans when he is with her. Brilliant!"
"Of course, Dr. Mindbender. All my plans are brilliant for I am the Cobra Emperor! Scarlett's training must be advanced to the next step! This I command!"
*****

"You'll never get away with this," Scarlett groaned as she gritted her teeth. She had no concept of time at the moment, but she could see the IV as well as her new accessories, which continued to excite her traitorous body and force to climax in front of her interrogator. Her face was covered in sweat. Scarlett's face was also a mask of agony as it contorted while she struggled against her bonds. Her interrogator, who she had not even seen, had removed the blindfold so he could see her beautiful face, which was decorated with her shame and humiliation, and was doubled by the fact that her entire outfit was soaked. The woman still had no idea where the man even though they have been conversing for a few minutes now. This was mainly due to the fact that the lightbulb over her head was barely on.
"Get away with what?"
"You can't keep me here! My friends will come and rescue me!"
"That's a possibility, but highly doubtful," the man said as he hid amongst the shadows.
"My friends will get me out of this!"
"Don't count on your friends so much. Scarlett, you are an independent woman. Don't count on them. Count on yourself. You can get yourself out of this."
"Then free me and I'll show you what I can do, Fang Face!"
"No Scarlett. It's not that easy. You have to answer a few questions first."
"I told you already! I'm not going to tell you anything!"
"Very well," the man sighed as the lightbulb became really bright, blinding Scarlett, thus giving the man a chance to blindfold her again. Once the woman was blindfolded, the light grew dim once again. "Scarlett, I'm sure you don't remember how many times you climaxed or how many days it's been, but since you refuse to cooperate, we're going to change things around. From this point on, you won't be able to climax. We have your vital stats already, so we know when you're going to hit your peak. Too bad, you'll slowly descend from it again and again. However, if you want it to end, just cooperate. You can cooperate by telling me your real name."
"Fuck off!" Scarlett growled.
"Whatever you say," the man said as he placed earphones over Scarlett's ears.
The woman struggled and tried to whip them off her head as she heard what was coming out of them. "I am loyal to Cobra. I am Cobra's slave. I am a slut. I am a whore. I have big tits. I have a tight cunt. I serve Cobra," the monotone voice reverberated in her head as the earphones were secured to her head, drowning out everything else. The woman groaned aloud as the machines brought her close to a climax and then died down again, preventing her orgasm. Scarlett wondered if she could take such abuse especially since she had no idea how long she had been captured and if anyone was looking for her. However, she was still certain that her friends would rescue her.
*****

"My codename is Scarlett, but my real name is Shana M. O'Hara. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia," Scarlett groaned as she remained on the bed. The woman tried to hold out as long as she could, but the torture was too much to take. She had no idea that she had actually lasted about thirty-six hours. Every time she fell asleep, someone doused cold water on her waking her up, making it impossible to rest. Yet all the while, her body and mind were constantly being bombarded by stimuli. Eventually, the temperature of the cold water had to be monitored so that the cold touch didn't set her off, allowing her to orgasm. Since the earphones were waterproof, Scarlett got quite an earful from them. Of course, she was also unaware of what other things happened to her when her captors did allow her to sleep, but that would be revealed to her at a later time. For now, they were quite content with her progress.
"Very good, Scarlett! I've asked you the same questions over and over again and you've given me the same answer. That's very good," the man applauded. "Especially since you gave me your name willingly while the tape was still playing."
"Please," Scarlett groaned as she felt the IV being taken out of her arm and a cold swab washed the puncture wound. Then she felt the equipment that had tortured her for so long being slowly taken away.
"I'm going to leave the room, Ms. O'Hara and I am not coming back."
"But . . ."
"You will be released from you bonds shortly after my departure. Once free, you may take a few minutes to get some circulation in your body again, but don't take too long. A camera will follow your movements. Anyway, you will have to disrobe. When the time comes, a door will open and you may go through it to see your new bedroom. Once inside the room, lie down on the bed and place your wrists and ankles inside the metal cuffs. They will close automatically. Then you'll be asked some more questions. If you cooperate, you'll be able to climax. Understand?"
"Climax," she mouthed as the man exited the room. A few minutes after the man left, Scarlett was freed. She then rubbed her wrists and cried, leaving the blindfold on, hoping it would absorb her tears, knowing that her friends would rescue her, but would be totally ashamed of her when they found out that she gave up top secret information in exchange for an orgasm.
*****
"Look! I am telling you that I do not have any orders to pick up Scarlett!" Sydney Savage yelled back at Lady Jaye.
"Then how was I able to pull up this schedule that shows that a helicopter is leaving tomorrow?" Lady Jaye replied.
"I didn't have any orders to pick up Scarlett yesterday. If she was correct in saying that she would be able to leave Carbonia, she would have been back by now."
"So this flight plan isn't yours?"
"Flight plan? I don't even have anything planned. What flight plan?"
"It doesn't say where the destination is, but it says that a helicopter is scheduled to leave."
"Shit! Let's go talk to someone else about this," Sydney snarled as she pulled Lady Jaye out of the room.
*****
"Oh god!" Scarlett screamed as her erupted in another mind-numbing climax. The woman was free from her bonds, but the blindfold still covered her eyes. She even wore a pair of earphones in her ear, describing how her body looked as well giving new names to her body parts and how a proper slut was suppose to behave. Not only that, but it also told her that she served Cobra. Although, Scarlett would not repeat the words and phrases from the tape, she couldn't deny that her libido had been increased, and now she was totally compliant as her tormentor continued to finger her sex through her outfit.
"You are a slut," the voice blasted from the earphone.
"I am not!" Scarlett screamed out loud in response.
"You are a slut," the voice said again.
Scarlett was going to say something, but moaned instead. Her breathing became labored as her chest heaved up and down like waves crashing against the surf. The fingers rubbing her crotch were picking up speed and the woman knew that she would soon be overtaken by another climax, thus she tried to suppress her own body's desires. She slammed her eyes shut and held her breath, trying to push the fingers out of her sex with little success. Then to her chagrin, her hips began to thrust up to meet the fingers. Her face was flushed and red with shame as she realized that she was losing.
"Scarlett likes to have her cunt fingered. She likes to orgasm repeatedly. Scarlett is a slut," the voice boomed through the earphones.
"I am not," Scarlett panted in protest.
"Then why do you allow a total stranger to finger you?"
"Duke! Please hurry!" Scarlett's mind screamed.
"Answer me! Why do you allow a total stranger to finger you?"
"I . . ."
"If you like it, you must say so or it will stop."
Scarlett paused and attempted to catch her breath. Deep down she knew it was wrong, but it felt so right, which is why she gritted her teeth and attempted to block everything out. Unfortunately, it didn't stop. Her body continued to respond and since the release was denied, it simply stored it, building with time. She tried to remind herself that her friends would save her. The would break down the door and the torture would end. Yet, it never happened and soon, it became too much for her to take. Scarlett's body ached for release and when she felt the fingers slow down, she knew she had to do something. "I like it!" Scarlett screamed. A few seconds passed before the fingers began to rub her sex in earnest again, bringing a sigh of relief from the captured woman.
"Will you allow other male Cobra soldiers to finger you to climax?" the voice asked.
Scarlett shook her head in protest, but the damn fingers stopped again, and this time she was so close to climaxing. The woman wanted to climax so badly. She needed to climax again. Her body ached as she felt it slipping away. Thus, Scarlett did what she felt she had to do. "Yes!" she shrieked as the finger rubbed her sex again.
"Now that you'll allow men to rub your cunt, how about women?"
"No. It's wrong," Scarlett screamed as she climaxed.
"Why is that?" the voice asked after Scarlett calmed down from her latest orgasm.
"It's wrong," Scarlett panted after collecting herself. She could feel her sex burning again. The finger was moving up and down faster than a jackhammer, bringing Scarlett closer and closer at a very rapid pace. The pace scared Scarlett since she never thought her body would betray her like in this fashion.
"You will allow women to rub your sex as well."
"No."
"From this day forth, you will learn to share your body with both men and women."
"No."
"Then it stops," the voice spoke.
"No!"
"You won't mind having men and women bring you to orgasm?"
"No."
"Why did you have objections to women earlier then?"
"It's wrong," the redhead panted.
"Really now," the voice spoke as Scarlett felt herself being forced up from the bed. The finger quickened its maddening pace and Scarlett could feel herself losing control. Then without any warning, her blindfold was ripped off, and her face was in total shock.
"Hello darling," Baroness smiled as she gave Scarlett's sex a quick flick that made the captured woman cry out in ecstasy as she climaxed yet again, except this time with the full knowledge that it was a woman's finger that pleasured her for the entire session.
*****
"Good morning, Scarlett. I hope you enjoyed your restless sleep," Baroness chuckled as she unfastened the metallic diaper that kept Scarlett from climaxing all night long. The Cobra agent could see the lust in Scarlett's eyes as the cones remained on her breasts as the earphones began to send subliminal messages at a frequency that Scarlett's eardrums could not pick up. Baroness admired the woman's sweaty heaving body as she cupped the woman's crotch and placed her other hand on the woman's sweaty forehead. "You want to climax, don't you?" she asked.
"Yes," Scarlett replied quickly. About twenty-four hours ago, the woman had some fight left in her, but with the IV pumping hormones into her, her will had waned greatly. In fact, she even tried to grope her breasts during her ordeal since she wasn't strapped down. However, that was short-lived since Cobra soldiers rushed into the room, strapped her down again, and allowed the machines to do their work. The machine teased the woman as was brought to the edge repeatedly, only to be denied. Scarlett groaned in despair as the machine could calculate it to the last nanosecond, stopping dead in its tracks right before she would climax. This not only drove Scarlett nuts, but the constant bright flashing lights being blasted into her eyes, kept her up all night long while she begged for release, and soaked in the words from the earphones.
"You know Scarlett, I can finger you to an mind-blowing orgasm, but you have to do a few things for me," Baroness spoke softly.
"Like what?"
"What is your name?"
"Scarlett."
"No. What is your real name?"
"Shana O'Hara."
"Good girl," Baroness complimented as her hand began to rub against the woman's crotch, causing Scarlett to close her eyes and softly moan. "When did you begin to learn the fighting arts?"
"Nine years old."
"Did you prance around in slutty outfits back then?"
"No."
"Too bad," the wicked woman said as her hand stopped.
"I should have though," Scarlett quickly uttered and then moaned when the fingers restarted. The redhead congratulated herself on her quick thinking, bringing the pleasure back, convincing herself it was alright.
"You should have learned how to dance at that age instead of how to fight. Woman like yourself are much more suited for dancing than fighting."
"I am a fighter," Scarlett moaned, trying to resist a little.
"You're a fighter?" Baroness sneered as her fingers stopped again. "If you're a fighter than you don't deserve pleasure. However, I know you want to be a dancer. I saw how your body writhed on the bed when I rubbed your crotch. If you want to fight, then fight, otherwise, you're more suited for a dancer."
"Oh god," Scarlett sobbed as she was torn apart. Part of her wanted to resist. In fact, her resistance came back a bit when she saw Baroness playing with her sex. However, the overwhelming majority of her wanted to submit since it would bring pleasure in the form of an orgasm. Yet she couldn't say it at the moment.
"Fighter or dancer?"
"I . . . I . . ." the redhead stammered.
"Then I must leave," Baroness said as she placed the diaper back onto Scarlett's body.
"I'm a dancer! A dancer!" she screamed.
"Then dance and writhe for me. I'll be back later. Hopefully, you'll decide to be a dancer. Until then Scarlett, you may enjoy the dance routines of some very famous women. Women that you should look up to," the wicked woman said as she placed a Virtual Reality Helmet onto Scarlett's head.
Within seconds, Scarlett saw famous professional dancers prancing around on Broadway, she saw ballroom dancing contestants whirling about, and accomplished ballerinas gracefully gliding on stage. The woman didn't know it, but Baroness was now adding things to the Scarlett's childhood. Instead of dreaming to be a soldier or a martial arts champion, she was going to dream of becoming a professional dancer. And as the scenes continued to appear in Scarlett's mind, the redhead finally saw herself as a small child, kneeling next her bed and staring out the window at the stars. "I wish to be a professional dancer," the small child wished. "Please make it come true."
"Scarlett dear, time to go to karate practice with your brothers," she heard a feminine voice call out to her.
Scarlett didn't really recognize the voice, but for some reason her mind told her that it must have came from her mother. "In a second," the little girl by the bed replied.
"If you don't want to go to karate practice, you don't have to. Why are you always being such a tomboy? Some times I wished your father wasn't so compelled to force you to act like your brothers. You don't have to pretend to be excited about beating people up. Some times I wish you wanted to be musician, a photographer, a dressmaker, or even a dancer."
"A dancer," the girl said with glee in her eyes.
"Some times I wish that you would act more like a lady than a man. There's simply no future for a martial arts fighter. You can do stupid tournaments all your life or you can become a dancer, bringing hours of entertainment to all people especially men. You could teach them about culture and values all at the same time. God knows, men could use some culture in their lives. Beats fighting people and adding fuel to men's already bloodthirsty impulses. Some times Scarlett, I wish you were more feminine. I swear girl, some times I confuse you with your brothers."
"Scarlett! Time to go! We'll be late!" a male voice shouted.
"Maybe she doesn't want to go!" the female voice shouted back.
"Why? Does she want to be a dancer or something? You know what, if she wants to be a dancer, she can wish upon a star!" the male voice spoke.
Scarlett quickly turned to the window and made her wish. "Please make me into a successful professional dancer! Please make into a great dancer! Please make my mom happy!"
*****
"Has anyone been alerted to Scarlett's location?" a man with a gold mask inquired.
"No, Destro. So far, the Pentagon has been very quiet about this," a Tele-Viper replied as he continued to play with the dials on the control board.
"Does anyone know that she's missing?"
"Nothing. There seems to be some chatter from the G.I. Joe Headquarters about a missing helicopter however."
"A missing helicopter?"
"Yes. I am unable to locate its location. Also, I am unable to locate the personnel that may have taken the helicopter."
"Perhaps it's Lady Jaye. She was asking some serious questions a few days ago."
"Negative. I picked up a brief conversation between her and Flint. She was questioning him about the missing helicopter as well."
"Keep tracking and see if you can find that helicopter. And make sure that Sheik Abdul Fakahni has not moved his own security forces to the blast site."
"He hasn't done anything since the sandstorm."
"How much longer before the storm passes?"
"The storm will stop in a few days. Unless of course, Major Bludd's troops run out of fuel before then."
"I doubt that very much, considering that he is plundering the fuel from the very well that the United States would be using. Make sure that Major Bludd's troops do not goof things up. Send Scrap-Iron, Firefly, and Copperhead with some troops. I will have Darklon, Voltar, and Metal-Head ready if they are needed."
"Understood, Destro."
*****
"My father and three brothers were all martial arts instructors," Scarlett moaned as Baroness continued to rub the redhead's crotch. The VR Helmet laid beside Scarlett's sweat covered head while her body quivered in her bonds. "I won my first black belt when I was fifteen and I later joined the Army. After joining the Army, I attended Covert Ops School, Marine Sniper School, Special Air Service School and the Marine Tae Kwon Do symposium. However, I should have become a dancer instead."
"Why is that, Shana?"
"I always dressed in this tight outfit because I wanted to become a dancer. The martial arts taught me to be very flexible, which is perfect for dancing. I need to fulfill my dream!"
"I thought you were a fighter and not a dancer?" Baroness replied in shock.
"My father wanted me to be a fighter, but I secretly wanted to be a dancer. I never had the courage to tell him that, but it was always something that I wanted to do."
"Why did you want to be a professional dancer?"
"My mother always wanted it. She always said that martial arts would just fuel people's lust for blood. She was right too. I saw and heard the men cheering for me when I defeated my opponents. However, the cheers were incredible if my opponent couldn't get back up. It was never suppose to happen that way. They were just simple tournaments to test my skill."
"You're skillful as a fighter, but why a dancer?"
"A dancer has grace and style. A fighter has nothing but brute strength. I had enough brothers, but my mother only had one daughter. She only had one daughter who could have brought joy and culture to the brutes of society through dance. Dancing also a great way of self- expression whereas fighting just leads to more fighting."
"You want to bring happiness to the viewers?"
"Yes."
"You want to entertain then?"
"Yes."
"So you want to be a professional dancer so you can entertain men?"
"Yes."
"I think that can be arranged. In fact, I'll make it happen!"
"Thank you! Thank you!" Scarlett screamed as she climaxed violently. The woman's body tug at the bonds and since she was unable to climax for two days, the orgasm was enough to knock her unconscious.
Baroness enjoyed watching the sleeping woman continue to convulse and groan. She then kissed her black gloves and planted the kiss on Scarlett's lips. "You will be able to fulfill those dreams, Scarlett. Of course, Cobra has some dreams for you," Baroness laughed.
*****
"Dr. Mindbender! I want to see what Scarlett is seeing in her mind! This I command!" Serpentor shouted as she watched the unconscious woman twitch about while being strapped to the Brain Wave Scanner.
"Yes my Emperor," Dr. Mindbender spoke as he quickly punched a few buttons on the control panel and a huge screen came to life. "As you can see Serpentor, the woman has a fear of spiders and we are giving her nightmares full of spiders.
"Excellent," Serpentor laughed as he saw the nude woman strapped to a bed while hungry spiders crawled over her body. He could sense the fear in her as he watched.
"NOOO!" Shana O'Hara screamed in despair as her hands brushed against her sweaty nude body. She wanted desperately to get all the big, hairy black spiders off of her body. Her body was already rampant with angry red bite marks from the spiders. Scarlett's entire body was sore and she unable to move her legs since there was too much webbing on them. Basically, the woman's legs were wrapped in a thick layer of white webbing. Parts of her waist and neck were wrapped in webbing. The webbing prevented her from moving much of her body. The woman swore she could hear the damn suckers communicate to each other. Her throat was already hoarse from all the screaming and she knew that it would only be a matter of time before her arms were also secured to the bed. However, she had no idea that the whole ordeal was just a dream.
"Allow her some mercy for tonight. Leave her in the cocoon. Tomorrow night, we will use bigger spiders," Serpentor laughed. "Also, we create new scenarios for her as well. After a few weeks, the woman's phobia of spiders will overwhelm her, and we can use that to make her comply with our demands."
"Yes might Serpentor. It shall be done," Dr. Mindbender bowed.
*****

The next day, Scarlett peeked through the curtain and saw a huge auditorium filled to capacity. The woman was still under the influence the helmet and even though the entire audience consisted of Cobra soldiers, she only saw a room full of normal people and she thought her G.I. Joe uniform was a dancing outfit. She wasn't sure how Baroness pulled it off, but the mere fact that her childhood dream was coming into fruition was enough to make her heart soar. Thus, she stepped away from the curtain and waited for the music to start.
Classical music started to play as the curtain was slowly raised. Like a talented ballerina, Scarlett glided across the stage. Her movements were as graceful as an eagle flying through the air. The woman's pulse was fast and her heart was beating as she realized that she was living her dream as a professional dancer. Yet something didn't seem right. When she saw other famous dancers, the crowd was always quiet and respectful, but hers seem to be loud and irrate. Thus, the woman glanced at the crowd and saw the anger in their eyes.
"BOO!" Scarlett heard from the crowd.
"I PAID MY HARD EARNED MONEY FOR THIS SHIT!!"
"BOO! You suck!" another person shouted as crumpled sheets of paper were now being thrown onto the stage.
"She should be sucking!"
"Yea! Take it off bitch!"
"Take it off!" a loud chant erupted.
Scarlett paid little attention to the chants as she remembered that men were natural brutes and needed to be entertained. If she danced better, they would quiet down, she thought. Thus, she kept dancing and avoided the debris on the stage. However, the more she tried to dance flawlessly, the louder the men became.
"Come on whore! Take it off!"
"Hey baby! I won't ask for a refund if you show some skin!"
"This isn't dancing!"
"You call that dancing! Where's the fucking pole?"
"I'll show you a pole if she takes off her top!"
"Take it off!" the chant echoed through the auditorium as people began throwing cups and water bottles. Some of the water bottles were still sealed, but the cups were mostly filled, splashing water all over the stage. It was only a matter of time before Scarlett finally slipped on the water and fell on her rear.
"Since you're already down, spread your legs!"
"Take off your top, slut!"
"Let's see the slit!"
"With a body like that, you should be a stripper!"
"Strip! Strip!" the crowd chanted as crumpled sheets of paper and empty plastic bottles began to hit Scarlett as she sobbed. The audience's words were like daggers being stabbed into her heart. The woman was crestfallen as she knew that her dream of entertaining men through dance was over. Thus, without finishing her act, the woman ran off stage and a mix reaction of boos and claps erupted from th stage. Hearing the crowd's reaction was too much for the woman as she collapsed into Baroness's arms, who helped her back to her room.
"It's okay darling," Baroness cooed as she strapped Scarlett into her bed for the night. The redhead was so distraught that she could barely move. "So you've blown your one big chance. It's okay. Perhaps professional dancing isn't for you after all. Perhaps you should think about being a professional stripper. Thirty thousand people can't be wrong."
"No," Scarlett reluctantly sobbed. "Stripping is a degrading job. I've always wanted to be a professional dancer, entertaining people. My dream is a professional dancer and that's all I ever wanted to be in my life."
"You have a gift Scarlett," Baroness cooed as she stroked the sides of the woman's teary face. "You're a talented dancer, but the masses weren't impressed. However, you're hot and you still have a way to entertain them. You're as hot as your fiery red hair. A woman that possesses such a sexy body like your own should never hide it from the world. You should share it. Trust me, it's normal for women to do this. I am a stripper for Cobra. I dance and strip for the troops. It keeps their spirits up and it entertains them. You can even talk and give them culture as you strip or choose the proper music for your stripping act. Stripping is perfectly normal and you did say that you wanted to entertain people through dance, but since you blew you're big opportunity, it's only right for you to become a stripper. Strippers entertain people through dance, which is self expression. And remember, it does bring people happiness. Thirty thousand people have already requested the career change."
"No . . . no, it's not true. I want to be a dancer, but . . ." Scarlett continued to sob
"Think about it, Scarlett. Stripping is still dancing and it is entertaining. It's a perfect career decision for a hot woman like yourself.
"I . . . I . . ." Scarlett stammered, trying to shake the images of the audience booing her.
Baroness smiled as she placed the virtual reality helmet on Sacrlett's head and secured it into place. "Now, time for a new dream," Baroness spoke as she slipped on the helmet.
"Oh," Scarlett groaned as the helmet covered the woman's eyes and herself as a little girl in her room. She had a huge TV playing in her room and she saw strippers lewdly gyrate a few inches from her eyes while the image was being burned into her brain. The captured woman could hear the strippers talking to her, telling her to dance and be like them, all the while, describing their body parts and using names that Scarlett never even thought of using. Scarlett could see the little girl trying to emulate the women on the screen while making a wish. "Please make me a famous stripper. It will entertain men. Please make me a famous stripper. Please," the girl moaned as she rubbed her hands all over her body.
*****
The Next Day

"It's the same crowd?" Scarlett asked as she peeked out behind the curtain.
"Yes it is darling. It wasn't easy getting all of them to come back. They were very disappointed in your last routine," Baroness replied. "In fact, I think I'll have to cancel this performance."
"NO!" Scarlett shouted. "I always wanted to be a professional stripper! I grew up as a dancer, but I always wanted to strip! You have to let me do it! It's always been my ultimate dream and wish! I'm even dressed for it!"
Baroness scanned Scarlett and the woman was wearing a pair of white thigh boots. She was also wearing a pink skirt that was just a bit above her knees and a striped red and white shirt. "I don't know," Baroness replied.
"Please," Scarlett begged.
"Last chance."
"Thank you!" Scarlett uttered as she hugged Baroness and took her place, seated on a wooden chair, pretending to read a book. "You won't regret this," she said as Baroness made her way off the stage.
The curtain quickly went up as hard pumping techno music blasted through the speakers of the auditorium, completely drowning out the crowd's reaction although Scarlett could still hear some jeers. The redhead quickly looked up at the crowd, over her book, and spread her legs, parting the skirt just a little. She then slowly stood up from the chair and stood next to it. Scarlett propped her left leg on the chair and pulled her skirt up, revealing her white panties. The woman then slowly pulled her top up and revealed her white bra. She could see the happiness in the crowd's eyes and she smiled.
The first thing discarded was her book, quickly followed by her skirt. The woman then pranced cupping her breasts. She then sat back down onto the chair and spread her legs. Her hands rubbed up and down her rib cage as she opened and closed her legs. The woman's hands then went under her skirt and in a few seconds, she pulled them out and tossed the white bra away, much to the delight of the crowd. The crowd cheered over the music when she tossed the bra into the audience. Then she placed both hands at the side and raised her skirt up and flashed her bare breasts. She quickly lowered the shirt and raised it again as if she were signaling the crowd in morse code.
"They like me," Scarlett smiled to herself as she heard their cheers and saw them clap. This spurred on the woman as she raised the shirt over her head and tossed it to the crowd. Her hands gripped her breasts and fondled them to the delight of the crowd as the music was turned down a few notches so she could hear the crowd better. Thunderous applause and cheers rang from the crowd and were quickly absorbed by Scarlett's ears. She pushed her breasts up and licked them with her tongue, even going as far as planting kisses on them. The crowd was ecstatic.
"My dream is coming true," Scarlett smiled as stood up from the chair and kicked it over. She then spread her legs and leaned over. Scarlett placed her hands on her hips as she bent forward and slowly pulled herself back up. With her hands firmly planted on her breasts, she began to do squats as the crowd cheered her on. The cheers were intoxicating as Scarlett heard the music change to a more sensuous Latin flavor.
Scarlett quickly stood up and spun around the stage. She was in her own word as she swayed her hips like an exaggerated clock from one side to the other. After a few turns, she would face the crowd and rub her crotch with increasing speed. Up and down it went, all over her crotch. The audience could see the white change color as her juices soaked her panties. While she did this, her other hand was busy caressing her face or combing through her hair. It would also rub her rock hard nipples every now and then. After a few measures, Scarlett would spin around the stage some more before repeating the same routine to the crowd.
Before she knew it, the woman had spun around the entire length of stage about five times and her sex was incredibly wet. This time when she stopped spinning, she was in the center of the stage. Her fingers touched her sex and a shot of pleasure shot through her body that made her knees weak and she collapsed to the ground. Her back rested against the bottom of the chair as she spread her legs. Scarlett's right hand caressed her face as it slid down her right cheek. Her fingers parted her lips a few times, picking up some saliva before trailing down the center of her throat, between her breasts, and finally over her right nipple. While she was doing that, her left hand continued to finger her wet sex. Her breathing became ragged as passion began to build inside her. The cheers of the crowd, screaming her name, only egged her on as her left hand began to work overtime. Suddenly, a loud moan escaped her lips as she ripped off her panties and climaxed in a massive wave of pleasure as the crowd gave her a standing ovation.
"Marry me!"
"Dance for me in private! I'll give you a million dollars!"
"Come to club to perform!"
"I'll give you a million dollars for a lap dance!"
Scarlett slowly regained her composure and stood up on wobbly legs. "I did it! I fulfilled my dream!" she smiled to herself as she saw the standing ovation. Although, she wasn't comfortable with the propositions of the men, her fears subsided when the crowd chanted her name over and over again while throwing roses onto the stage.

*****

"How is my little horny slut today?" Baroness asked as gripped Scarlett's chin.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Scarlett replied sarcastically as she noticed that her arms were free, but she dare not move them. Apparently, Baroness didn't feel the need to strap into the bed the night before. Not only were her hands free, but the earphones and IV tube were gone, as well as the diaper. The cones were still there, but they weren't moving at the moment, yet Scarlett still felt incredibly wet.
"I would," Baroness replied as she released Scarlett's chin and walked away.
Scarlett felt a great sense of lost and her body reacted to it. The woman felt like she was in withdraw as her body craved something that was now missing. A few minutes passed as Scarlett tried to reason to herself, enduring the pain. However, Baroness returned and placed her hand on Scarlett's forehead and the pain went away. Scarlett's pussy began to react and become moist as her body relaxed a bit. The woman quickly put two and two together and realized that must have transpired in the last few days. "I feel horny," she quickly replied, hoping that Baroness would rub her sex, yet hating herself for her sudden weakness.
"Today Scarlett, I am going to allow you to have unlimited orgasms. You can have as many as you want. However, you must refer to me as Mistress Baroness, and you will put on these earphones and listen very carefully," the woman in black said as she dropped a pair of earphones onto Scarlett's chest. "Go ahead. Put them on. You want release don't you?"
"Yea, maybe," Scarlett replied, gritting her teeth.
"Then call me Mistress Baroness and I will rub your sex."
"I will never call you Mistress," Scarlett replied knowing that having her sex rubbed was wrong, but she could no longer stand it. The woman wanted it rubbed, but she seriously didn't want to call the woman Mistress. Thus, she resolved to be tough.
"Very well then. Place the helmet and earphones on your head and repeat exactly what it says and you will not have to call me Mistress. Yet, I will still rub your sex," Baroness pretended to concede.
"Fine! Let's get this over with!" Scarlett growled in defiance, yet secretly believing that she had won a small victory. The woman slowly secures the helmet and earphones in place. Once the helmet was secured, the redhead cooed as Baroness sat down next to her bed and began to rub her crotch. Her sex began to leak as her body began to quiver.
"You are Scarlett, a sex toy," she heard the voice in earphones say.
"I am Scarlett, a sex toy," the redhead mouthed.
"Never use the words breasts and vagina again," the voice ordered.
"I will never use the words, breasts and vagina again," she mouthed.
"Vagina is not the proper term. Nor is the word sex. Sex is good, but not in this context. The correct word is cunt. You may also use words like pussy, slit, fuck-hole, and twat. Other acceptable words are wet slit, cunt-hole, gash, and even honeypot. Your cunt is to be filled with fingers, dildos, tongues, toys, and especially cocks."
Scarlett repeated the message and was about to climax when Baroness stopped rubbing her sex and pulled the helmet off. It took several seconds for the sweating and heaving redhead to collect herself. "Please put it back on," she begged. "I was so close. So close."
"I'm sorry Scarlett. Our agreement was to only have me rub your sex, which I did. Now, Mistress Baroness would rub your sex and allow you to climax. So if you don't call me Mistress, I won't let you climax," Baroness replied as she pretended to yawn.
Scarlett gritted her teeth and tried to be defiant as she shook her head, but the need to climax was too much. Eventually, the woman caved. "Miss . . . Misstr . . . Mistress!" she stammered. "Mistress Baroness! You are my Mistress! I am your slave! I need to climax!"
Baroness laughs in triumph and places the helmet back over Scarlett's head. She begins to rub the woman's sex slowly at first, but within seconds, she was feverishly rubbing it as Scarlett moaned in approval.
"Your cunt is to be filled with fingers, dildos, tongues, toys, and especially cocks!" the earphones blasted into Scarlett's mind.
The last word was enough to send the woman over the edge. As she climaxed and tried to recover, the voice repeated the entire excerpt over and over again. The woman's eyes were closed as she licked her lips and rode the climax, absorbing whatever the voice had to say like a dry sponge. "Cocks," Scarlett moaned as she spread her legs even more. In a matter of seconds, she was repeating everything that the voice spoke into her ears, loving and hating her body's reactions.
Baroness laughed as she strapped Scarlett in for the day. She placed the cones and the diaper back on, which was routine. Then she sat next to the woman, laid back, and continued to listen to her moans as she repeated everything that the earphones said. Baroness knew that the helmet would supply more dreams about being a stripper, cementing it in the woman's mind, knowing full well that the woman would soon accept it as one hundred percent fact.
"Duke! Where in the world are you? God, if my father, brothers, or teammates saw me now, they would be totally ashamed of me. Cobra is turning me into a slut!" Scarlett realized as she tried to push the voice out of her head. "They're turning me into a slut and I'm helpless to stop them. Please rescue me, Duke, my love. I need you more than ever. I need . . . oh my," Scarlett cooed as the stimulation dulled her brain just enough for her to see a redheaded stripper with a huge rack dance across her eyes. "She looks so beautiful," Scarlett cooed. "Look at how she moves. So sexy. So sexy . . . like me. I need to be that sexy when I dance."
"Your cunt is to be filled with fingers, dildos, tongues, toys, and especially cocks!" the earphones blasted into Scarlett's mind again and again.
"My cunt is to be filled with fingers, dildos, tongues, toys, and especially cocks!" the redhead moaned as she attempted to move her hips as she lost herself to the tape and images dancing before her eyes.
*****
The Next Day
"Are you alright now?' Baroness asked as she stroked Scarlett's wet hair.
"Yes Mistress Baroness," Scarlett replied as she kept her cheeks pressed against the woman's lap of black leather. The redhead was completely free of her bonds and all the new accessories have been removed. She had cried earlier, but now her tears were gone. Her chest heaved up and down as she rested. The bottom portion of her uniform was now crusty due to the fact that she had climaxed so many times and has not been able to shower or clean herself in the last few days. In fact, she never had the chance to bathe herself since being captured. Scarlett wished she could shower. Hell, she even settle for another shower in Sheik Abdul Fakahni's private shower right now. She hated herself for not being able to resist the Baroness, but part of her hoped that the woman would play with her sex again.
"You were screaming earlier, Shana. Why?"
"I had a horrible dream, Mistress Baroness."
"Do you feel better now?"
"Yes," Scarlett purred as she remembered Baroness waking her up from her terrifying nightmare, which was full of spiders that were larger than dogs. Without asking her what was troubling her, Baroness caressed Scarlett's face and rubbed her sex until she climaxed five times. Now Scarlett was resting in her lap, feeling safe.
"I know you probably wanted Duke or some other friend to save you, but I guess I was the only one. Sorry to disappoint you, darling."
"I'm not disappointed," Scarlett spoke as she secretly wept that neither Duke or her friends had attempted to rescue her. However she was grateful that Baroness was there to wake her from her horrid dream before the spiders got any closer.
"You know Scarlett, I can't solve your nightmares, but I will try to be there to wake you up from them so you won't have to suffer. I can do many things for you, darling. I already help you find release. I know you're grateful for that. However, I can also arrange another performance. You can redeem yourself as a professional dancer. Perhaps a ballet or something this time around," Baroness cooed.
"No!" Scarlett flatly refused. "There is nothing better than being a stripper! Professional dancing is stupid! I never want to do it again!" the woman quickly replied as Baroness smiled and knew that Scarlett was ready for the next phase.
"Scarlett, I feel that you're training has been going quite well. You should not have to spend your days in this dreary room. It is time for you to be moved to a new room. A room that isn't so susceptible to spiders."
"Really?"
"Yes, a growing slut like yourself needs room to grow and move around. We need to get you out of these clothes and into something more appropriate. Besides, you need to show me your assets. What are they called again, Shana?"
Scarlett didn't like the words coming out of Baroness's mouth, but the redhead felt a surge of pleasure every time she heard it, and the thought of no more spiders sent a shot of joy throughout her body. In fact, Scarlett was aware that ever since she had placed the earphones willingly into her ears, her libido seemed to have increased, and every time she heard some derogatory names for parts of her anatomy, she always felt aroused. It was like she needed to use those nasty words. She even noticed that her climaxes were more fulfilling when she screamed those words out loud. Her orgasm lasted longer if she spoke those humiliating words. Although she wanted to refrain from using them, she found herself using them more and more, and now they were becoming part of her vocabulary. "I need to show you my cunt and tits, Mistress Baroness," Scarlett spoke as she felt a tingle up her spine.
"How about you show them to me instead?"
"Zartan," Scarlett gulped as she saw the dangerous Cobra operative enter the room.
"Such a lovely woman, curled up in a fetal position. Very sexy," Zartan spoke as he patted the woman's head like she was good hunting dog.
"Get your slimy hands off of me," Scarlett growled.
"Bad slut!" Baroness shouted as she smacked the woman on the back of the head. "You agreed to obey both male and female Cobra agents. Zartan is here to make sure that you follow through on the second part of the agreement."
"What is your gash good for?" Zartan asked.
"My gash needs to be fingered, toyed, filled with dildos, and fucked," Scarlett sobbed, knowing that she was trapped.
"And it shall be," Zartan laughed.
*****
The Next Day

"What is this?"
"A tit. Please squeeze it," Scarlett begged. The woman told herself that she wasn't going to cooperate with Cobra, but she still found herself secured to her new bed. It took the woman a long time before she took off all her clothes. In fact, she would start, stop, and then restart. Some times, she actually took off an article of clothing only to put it back on later. Regardless of what she did, it was all captured on tape, and she did finally take all of it off. That's when the door opened and she saw her new bed. She quickly laid down on it, allowed the clamps to close around her wrists and ankles. She told herself that she was going to resist, but when Zartan entered the room, sat next to the bed, and began to finger her sex, Scarlett cooed and remained still, enjoying the ministrations. And when Zartan pulled away, she begged him to play with her, thus Zartan and Scarlett were now playing a game where Scarlett was forced to use the new vocabulary words that the tape had given to her earlier in the day.
" I am now squeezing your tit, but what's another word for it?"
"Breast," Scarlett moaned.
"Never use that word again," Zartan admonished. "Now what is it?"
"An udder."
"And what about this completely wet thing that I am fingering?"
"My cunt. Please finger it faster! I need to climax!" she begged.
"Who would have ever thought that the great Scarlett, a member of the illustrious G.I. Joe team, would be completely naked and secured to a bed, begging for a Cobra operative to make her climax," Zartan laughed.
"Zartan," Scarlett growled. Zartan frowned and pulled his hands away from Scarlett. The woman's demeanor changed after a few minutes as need gripped her body. Her snarl dissipated and her face softened. "Please stick your fingers into my gash and play with my milk bags," she begged as she fluttered her eyelids.
"Why should I?" Zartan asked.
"Duke! Where are you?" Scarlett's mind screamed.
"Why should I?" Zartan asked again as Scarlett continued to hold out. "Fine! I'll leave!"
"Because I am a slut who needs it bad," Scarlett reluctantly spoke in a soft tone of voice, hoping to make Zartan stay.
"What was that?"
"Because I am a slut that needs it bad!"
"Then so you shall have it!" Zartan said as he rammed his fingers violently in and out of the woman's sex, causing her to purr while his other hand rubbed her breasts. He watched as the woman closed her eyes, her chest heaving, her body stiffen, and her breathing was very labored. After watching the tapes for some time, he knew that Scarlett was about to climax, and for his purposes, he was going to let her.
"OH YES!" Scarlett screamed as she finally climaxed.
Zartan smiled as he pulled his soaked glove from her sex. He then quickly secured a metal chastity belt. The belt was black and had tiny vibrating hairs made out of thick plastic that would excite the woman. Then he gave her a new black latex padded bra that encased her breasts. The casing of the bra was very much like the belt and the hairs were meant to keep the woman on the edge. With the bra and belt in place, he blindfolded her and placed the earphones over her ears, and left the room, so Scarlett could continue down her new path.
"God damn it, Duke! Where the fuck are you? I'm always there for you, but where the fuck are you when I need you? And what about my fucking teammates, where are they? Thank god for Baroness! She gives me release and saves me from the spiders. Fuck G.I. Joe! No wait! I'm a Joe! I fight for freedom wherever there's trouble!" Scarlett wepted.
"Your cunt is to be filled with fingers, dildos, tongues, toys, and especially cocks!" the earphones blasted into Scarlett's mind again as the woman's thoughts were quickly replaced with the need to climax.
*****
The Next day

"How are you today?" Zartan asked Scarlett, who had suffered under the hot lights shining down on her body. Her legs were spread and bound around the ankles while her wrists were secured to the bed, a few inches away from her head. The woman's eyes rise halfway before falling back down. The redhead's body was glistening with sweat. Her black padded bra was soaked as were her ultra-thick black stockings that encased her legs. Zartan carefully traces his hands up and down her flesh as the woman's body quivers in response. Although her body reacts, Scarlett doesn't say a word or even resist for she is simply too exhausted. "Almost forgot, you may speak now," he finally laughs as he pats her head.
"Tired," Scarlett groaned.
"You're probably really horny too. The chastity belt kept you going for nine hours. It brought you so close to an orgasm for nine hours before I removed it. Currently, you're as dry as a bone. Well, at least your cunt is. Baroness should have shown you various videos of strippers dancing, fucking, and most importantly, pleasuring themselves. Is that correct?"
"It is."
"Then if you want to even come close to climaxing today, you will pleasure yourself," Zartan said as he released the woman's wrists.
Scarlett closed her eyes and sobbed for a few seconds. With tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes opened, and her hands made their way to her cunt. Her eyes stared straight up at the ceiling as the hot lights were dimmed to a more comfortable level. Scarlett tried desperately to remember the videos while her hands covered her cunt. The woman stroked her pussy lips with her thumbs for a few seconds, trying to juice it up. After a few seconds, Scarlett felt her clit become hard. The woman's cheeks burned as her face turned red with shame. Then Scarlett whimpers in defeat as she worked her clit. "Remember the videos. Remember the videos," her mind reminded her as her fingers spread her pussy lips and her thumbs worked her clit. Her thumbs made small, tight circles on her highly sensitive clit as her breathing became very labored.
"Faster Scarlett! The customers are all going to leave soon, which means your chance of climaxing are going to be zero!" Zartan warned.
Scarlett cried uncontrollably as her body trembled. Her fingers and thumb began to move faster as her hips began to move. She felt her cunt juicing up, but when Zartan moved his face over hers, that feeling went away. "Crap! I have to climax! There must be something that I can think of! NO! WAIT! The Sheik! I juiced up when he spanked me! Must picture it!" Scarlett's mind screamed as she concentrated on her experiences. The redhead could feel her cunt react as she heard the slaps in her ears. Her fingers were now pumping furiously and her thumbs could have taken the paint off a car at the rate that she was spinning them.
"Perhaps you might climax today," Zartan sighed.
The thought of being allowed to climax made Scarlett work harder even though she didn't want to masturbate in front of Zartan. Yet, despite her humiliation, her fingers continued to work her cunt over. The tears slowed down as the woman's hips moved faster too. The woman moaned as her body trembled, moving herself closer and closer to orgasm. "SO CLOSE!" her mind screamed as her slammed shut.
"NO!" Zartan shouted as he grabbed her wrists, forced them back to the bed, where the manacles clasped around her wrists.
"PLEASE!" Scarlett screamed as her eyes flung open and her entire body jerked on the bed.
"From this day forth, you will not be able to eat, drink, or climax unless you do everything that is required of you. Your cunt is quite moist. In fact, it's leaking. Good job. However, you seem to have some qualms about fingering yourself when you're not alone. Sluts do not have such qualms," Zartan warned.
"I'll masturbate in front of you! I'll do it! No crying this time! I promise! Let me do it now!" Scarlett pleaded.
"You had your chance," Zartan spoke calmly as he placed the chastity belt onto the woman. "This won't turn on for some time. However, it may not turn on at all. I will put the earphones back into your ears. If you listen very carefully and repeat everything that it has to say, perhaps you may climax tonight. However, if you do not take to its teachings, you won't clima xat all," Zartan warned the woman as he placed the earphones into the woman's ears.
"I am a good slut," Scarlett spoke as she repeated what was being said to her through the earphones, trying not to cry as she heard those words reverberate in her own ears. "I am enslaved by my cunt. It needs constant attention. I serve my cunt and it serves Cobra."
"And you shall serve Cobra," Zartan laughed as he placed the Virtual Reality helmet over her eyes.
"Oh god!" Scarlett's mind moaned as she tried to tune out the voice from the earphones. "I can't be doing this! This isn't me! But only good sluts get to climax! No, I can't!"
"I am a good slut. I am enslaved by my cunt. It needs constant attention. I serve my cunt and it serves Cobra," the voice from the tape repeated.
"Oh god! My puss . . . my pus . . . my cunt is so wet. Oh god! I need it so bad! Duke! You need to save me! Oh lord I need this! But I can't serve Cobra! I'm a Joe! A fucking Joe!"
"I am a good slut. I am enslaved by my cunt. It needs constant attention. I serve my cunt and it serves Cobra," the voice from the tape repeated again.
"I'm a fucking Joe! I'm a fucking horny Joe! Oh god! What am I saying? Why am I . . . oh god, I'm so wet! Need release! Oh god! If I repeat what the tape says I can climax! Zartan is gone! He left the room! No one can hear me! It's perfectly safe!"
"I am a good slut. I am enslaved by my cunt. It needs constant attention. I serve my cunt and it serves Cobra."
"I am a good slut. I am enslaved by my cunt. It needs constant attention. I serve my cunt and it serves Cobra," Scarlett repeated as a wave of pleasure washed over her and she began to repeat it over and over again.
*****
Two Days Later

Scarlett's mouth formed a silent circle as her fingers stroked the outer lips of her pussy while dressed in nothing more than a pair of black stockings and a matching black bra. She hated doing this, but she had to. Ever since Baroness decided to leave her in the hands of Zartan, Scarlett found it harder and harder to climax with only someone rubbing their fingers over her cunt. She needed something more than fingers, she needed thick dildos and vibrators. Yet, those weren't enough some times either. Instead, she now needed cock to satisfy her carnal lust. She hated having to give herself to Zartan so she could climax, but she soon found it to be a necessity. On the first day, she tried to hold out, but after an hour of rubbing her own clit, Scarlett was unable to climax. Since you refused to cooperate, Zartan was more than willing to leave the completely sexually frustrated woman. When the captured woman saw Zartan begin to leave, she practically begged him to fuck her. She begged him to stick his huge cock into her worthless cunt. Zartan reluctantly agreed, but he made the woman finger herself for another hour before he would even touch her. Now as a part of Scarlett's training, she was now required to masturbate, and Scarlett was doing it quite often nowadays.
"Nice puddle you have there. I wonder if any boats can travel over it," Zartan laughed as she saw the wet floor beneath the naked Scarlett. "Tell me Scarlett, how many times do you masturbate now?"
"Often. It's compulsive now. Ever since you took away the chastity belt, my cunt feels so empty. The damn bra has made my milk-bags super sensitive. I'm so horny half the time that I have to do something," Scarlett whined.
"You look very lovely encased in these black stockings and bra. Have you ever thought of wearing black instead?" Zartan asked as he began to strip.
"Sluts like me don't decide on what to wear. It is decided for me," she replied as her hands gripped Zartan's member and began to stroke it. Scarlett was very careful while handing Zartan's member. The woman knew that she had to stroke it several times, making it nice and hard before she could stick it in her mouth, and the pleasure it like all the women in the videos that were played on the virtual reality helmet of hers. Only after she pleasured his cock could she experience a climax. Scarlett knew that Cobra was exploiting her newfound weakness, but she was powerless to stop them. In fact, part of her didn't even want to stop them.
"I never thought a refined woman like yourself would curse so much. Yet that's exactly what you've been doing for the past few days," Zartan spoke as he glanced down at the woman and noticed that she was avoiding his gaze.
"I'm cursing? Oh my god, I've been cursing like Shipwreck for days now and never even noticed it! I can't believe this! My parents won't believe this! They didn't raise me to curse like this!" the woman sobbed internally. She was completely ashamed of herself and felt completely humiliated as she continued to stroke Zartan's member with her fingers, gliding them back and forth the entire length.
"In fact I never imagined that a staunch G.I. operative like yourself would be kneeling in front of a Cobra agent like a total slut."
"Oh god! He's right! I am a slut!" the woman's mind groaned.
"However, it is perfectly in your nature, Scarlett. Simply put, G.I. Joe is a joke."
"No! That's not true!" the woman's mind shouted as her mouth refused to move as she gently stroked Zartan's member.
"I know what you're thinking, Scarlett. I bet that you're telling yourself that everything that I have said is a lie. You can tell yourself that, but you would only lying to yourself. Think about, Scarlett. Has the Joes tried to rescue you? No, they haven't! Did the Joes ever offer you a chance to dance? Of course not! They wouldn't even let you dance professionally, let alone achieve your dream of being a stripper! Everything was for the team! You had to help them, you had to support them, but most importantly, you had to save them. Yet when it came to saving and helping you, they didn't do anything!"
"But . . ." her mind stammered as she took it all in.
"Cobra on the other hand has done everything for you. Baroness tells me that you're having nightmares and last time I checked, she was the one that was waking you up from your horrible nightmares. You have massive urges to climax and Cobra helps you achieve them. You wanted to be a stripper and Cobra has allowed you the opportunity. Although, G.I. Joe says that they fight for freedom and liberty, they really fight for oppression! Remember Scarlett, they never helped your individual needs like Cobra has. That's what freedom is all about. Freedom means having the choice to do whatever you want and that's what you're doing now. We're not forcing you to conform to anything. You don't have to anything against your will in Cobra," Zartan spoke.
"But," Scarlett uttered as she glanced up and locked eyes with Zartan.
"But nothing, Scarlett," Zartan spoke as he cupped her chin and stroked her damp hair. "The whole team concept is nothing more than a relic of Communism, not democracy. Did they ever ask you what you wanted to do? I don't believe so. Instead, one man simply made all the decisions and forced you to obey them. Worse yet, it was a man making the decision. In Cobra, Baroness makes decisions, whereas in G.I. Joe, that doesn't happen. In fact, G.I. Joe is even more of a dictatorship than Cobra. The Joes are forced to perform mission after mission, but Cobra agents don't have to. We have the ultimate power in the decision making process. Thus, G.I. Joe is more nothing more than a servant under a totalitarian regime!"
"It doesn't happen that way . . . is it true?" Scarlett mouthed as she tried to recall a few things in her mind, but Zartan was quick to reach down and stroke her nipples, making the woman hornier and less able to recall her memories.
"It's just like Carbonia ruled by Sheik Abdul Fakahni!" Zartan spoke.
"Yes it is!" Scarlett replied angrily as she remembered what the man did to her. Her anger simply pushed all the other thoughts out of her head as it boiled.
"G.I. Joe was just like Sheik Abdul Fakahni, they both tried to control you, but Cobra has liberated you! We have asked you about your dreams and we are helping you achieve those dreams. The Joes and Sheik Abdul Fakahni never asked you, nor did they help you. But Cobra, we are helping you!" Zartan smiled. "And since you want to climax more often than not, you are truly a slut, a Cobra pleasure slut!"
"Yes!" Scarlett shouted in total agreement as her anger for Sheik Abdul Fakahni and her lust won her over. "G.I. Joe is a joke! Cobra is helping me!"
"Then let me help you, Scarlett. Take my cock in your mouth so that you may climax."
Scarlett smiled as she licked Zartan's head a few times, slobbering all over it. Then she wrapped her lips around it and slowly slid it into her mouth. Her body shuddered as Zartan's member slipped out of her mouth. Scarlett climaxed and realized that having a cock in her mouth could be as good as having one in her cunt. As she rode her climax, she couldn't help but be thankful toward Cobra for helping her when her so called G.I. Joe friends would not. "Cobra," the woman mumbled as she found herself climaxing yet again. Before too long, she was screaming it loud and clear and riding a series of climaxes, and being ever so grateful.
"I believe you have just earned yourself a new room," Zartan laughed as he watched the scene before him, knowing she would get up soon and continue with her training once she came back down from her orgasms.

*****
Two Days Later

"My nipples are long and hard. They are good for sucking, licking, biting, and pulling," Scarlett cooed as her hands kneaded her breasts. She was wearing a black thong, black stockings, and a black garter-belt while lying on her new bed, in her new room. She was no longer in a cell, laying on a cot. Instead, she was now in a real room with real furniture and wallpaper. Her bed had sheets and covers, but between the mattress and the sheets was a layer of plastic that made sure that her juices wouldn't ruin the mattress. To make certain that her juices wouldn't ruin the mattress, it was wrapped in plastic as well, which made her bed squeak every time she moved. Scarlett's hands and legs were no longer bound, but the captured woman kept her legs spread at all times, and if her hands weren't busy playing with her sex, they were busy kneading her breasts, just like what she was doing during the present situation. On her right was a dresser with multiple subliminal CD's for her earphones and on her left was a dresser full of porn DVD's for her virtual reality helmet. Scarlett had ranked all of them by her own preferences and she listened or watched them whenever she was alone. However, when any one entered her room, she would quickly take them off. Other than ranking her selection, Scarlett was also allowed to choose her wallpaper. The redhead chose pictures of women kneeling next to men, men dominating women, women dressed in lingerie, women dressed in bondage gear, and women performing very explicit acts with men. And every day, Scarlett would look at some of the pictures and wished she was acting out some of the pictures.
"Such a horny little slut," Baroness chuckled as her hand continued to run along the thong against the redhead's dripping sex.
"Yes she is," Zartan replied as he smiled down at Scarlett. His hand was also busy rubbing the thong against Scarlett's sex.
"Zartan, let me suck your cock! Baroness, allow me to lick your sex! Please, I need to orgasm so badly!" Scarlett moaned as she looked at her trainers with pleading eyes.
"Is she a good cocksucker?" Baroness questioned Zartan.
"She's pretty good," he replied as he blew Scarlett a kiss.
"I live for cock," Scarlett quickly said as she knew that she had to speak in a certain way to convince them to allow her to climax.
"Scarlett, you can climax today without having to suck my cock," Zartan said. "However, do you remember what you're suppose to do when you're about to climax?"
"Yes. I remember what to do when I am about to, when I climax, and afterwards," Scarlett quickly moaned.
"Let's get the fat cow off then," Baroness laughed as she saw Scarlett began to move her hips, assisting them, hoping to climax. "Remember Scarlett, no spiders here, but if you do not cooperate or advance your own training, this room will be no more."
Scarlett nodded and felt herself getting closer and closer as the two Cobra agents furiously rubbed her pussy. The redhead gripped her breasts and didn't let go as she got closer and closer, screaming and moaning the entire way. "I'm so close! I'm so close!" she shouted urging them on as she knew what was expected of her, especially if she wanted to avoid the huge spiders. A few seconds passed as their fingers continued their assault and Scarlett knew she was close. The woman gulped down a mouthful of air, preparing herself for the inevitable. Then without any warning, the captured woman, screamed as she climaxed, yelling what was once the most hated word in her vocabulary, Cobra. "Cobra! Cobra! Cobra!" she screamed as she rode her climax in total humiliation as she saw Cobra Commander standing between Baroness and Zartan, knowing full well that Cobra was turning her into a complete slut and that she would have to put up a gallant fight to stop it.

*****
The Next Day
Scarlett wanted to rip someone's eyes out, but she found herself totally unable to do anything other than to obey the command that was given to her. The woman wanted to cry, but she knew that would satisfy the sadistic man even more. However, she found that she couldn't cry even if she wanted to. Instead, she kept on licking her lips, and thinking about sticking something into her sex. Both her pussy and breasts felt so alone without her usual accessories, but unlike her previous sessions, which were repeated for two days with Zartan, she was finally allowed to wear clothes. The redhead was wearing a red dress with black stockings and four inch high heels. She also has a pair of black gloves on as well. Although, she was allowed to wear an outfit, it wasn't staying on for long, because her left breast was already hanging out of the dress since Cobra Commander had ordered her to play with her tits.
"You look nice, Scarlett," Cobra Commander commented as he reclined in his seat.
"Thank you, Cobra Commander," Scarlett replied meekly as her hands pulled on the straps of her dress, making both breasts pop out. She then hiked up the dress, which was barely below her sex to begin with, a few inches, totally showing off the black garter-belt and her black thong. Scarlett could imagine the smile on Cobra Commander's face as the woman who ruined some of his best laid out plans, performed a striptease in front of him. The redhead knew that Cobra Commander had been demoted since their last encounter and she was sure that he was going to take it out on her.
"What does a good slut do when she sees her master?"
"She kneels," Scarlett cooed as she fell to her knees and crossed her arms under her chest, pushing them up toward her face after she forced the straps down to her elbows.
"Lose the thong," he ordered as Scarlett's hands slid down her stomach and slowly gripped the thong. She then slowly stood up and began to move it inch by inch down her leg. When she got it to her knees, Cobra Commander had her spread her legs, stretching the thong like a rubber band. Scarlett then slowly pushed it down her legs, almost losing her balance as she tried to keep her legs spread. Eventually, the thong shot off her left heel as she finally got it off.
"The thong is gone," Scarlett purred as she licked her fingers.
"Yank up the dress and present," the man in blue ordered.
"Yes Cobra Commander," she slurred as she lifted the dress and squatted. Her arms rested on the table behind her as she spread her legs, showing off her wet pussy and the two straps that connected the stockings to the belt. Scarlett began to open and close her legs like a fan, making her sex glisten even more. Occasionally, she dipped her own fingers inside her sex, and then licked them clean.
"Table now!" "Cobra!" Scarlett yelled as she dove onto the table, shifted to her side, presented her glistening sex, while forcing her left leg high up into the air. She held in place as she blew kisses at Cobra Commander, further humiliating herself, yet hoping that he would quell the fire that burned in her loins.
"Better learn how to dance soon, bitch!"
"I will."
"Present ass!"
Scarlett quickly slid off the table, planted both her hands on the table, spread her legs, and presented bare ass to the man. "OH GOD!" she screamed in sexual bliss as Cobra Commander slammed her head into the table. His right hand then groped her breasts while his left hand thrust in and out of her sex. The woman bucked and slammed her hips back to meet his thrusts, totally losing herself in the moment. Any thought of resisting were long gone from her mind as she accepted her slut role, but only for the moment.
"This is for fucking up my plans all those times," Cobra Commander hissed to himself and began to chuckle. "We're going to have to do this more and more."
*****
The Next Day

Scarlett thumbed her hands through the drawers of her dresser. The redhead felt like she was living at the Sheik's palace again. She couldn't wear pants, slacks, or jeans. Nor could she wear full panties. Instead, she found nothing but g-strings, thongs, padded bras, stockings, garter-belts, leather bras, shoulder-length gloves, and other assorted garments. The bras were all placed in one drawer, the thongs in an other, the g-strings in another, and so forth. She wasn't even shocked when she opened a drawer full of collars, leashes, gags, and other restraints. Scarlett closed the drawers and entered her new walk-in closet, where a huge assortment of lingerie, leather outfits, spandex outfits, and other fetish outfits hung on the hangers. Lined up on the floor, beneath the outfits were high heeled boots, pumps, and sandals, each equipped with four inch heels or higher. Not a single pair of tennis shoes or regular boots could be found. The redhead said nothing as she found the previously described outfit in the closet. Although there were several outfits, each hanger was numbered for her convenience. Scarlett gasped, but quickly got dressed, knowing that she would be able to climax again if she obeyed all her commands from earlier.
"Ready yet?" Baroness asked as she stood outside Scarlett's room.
"Please don't make me go out like this," Scarlett begged as she exited the closet and entered the room.
"Nonsense darling, you look nice enough to fuck," Baroness giggled as she saw Scarlett's despair.
The redhead slowly made her way toward Baroness. She tottered on her five inch heels as she tried to keep her balance. The woman was allowed to wear a mockery of her old G.I. Joe uniform. She was now forced to wear her hated color of black, which was mainly due to Baroness and the fact that Scarlett had seen her so much during her ordeal. Basically, all the parts of her former uniform except for the gray parts, where now white, meaning that her boots, gloves, and vest were all white. Also, her gray body stocking was completely removed to reveal her bare skin. However, adding further insult was that large red Cobra insignias adorned her breasts, sex, and buttocks. Each snake would vibrate, exciting the woman, reminding her of who she was and what she was becoming, which annoyed, embarrassed, and excited her all at the same time.
Baroness notices the woman's confused facial expressions and makes her way towards her. She rests her hands on the redhead's left shoulder and whispered, "Everyday will be a fashion show. You'll wear a ravishing outfit, walk down the halls, and greet all the Cobra soldiers like a airheaded bimbo. If you don't, we'll return to this room, where your body will be stimulated for at least a day, never being able to climax. Do you understand?"
Scarlett tried to fight back the tears as she knew that kind of punishment would drive her insane. "Yes," she sobbed, knowing full well that she was definitely losing the battle.
"Then let's go, you're adoring public awaits," Baroness laughed as she exited the room with Scarlett slowly walking behind her, greatly exaggerating her hips as if she were a pendulum swinging from side to side, knowing that Scarlett wanted anything but to perform this task.
The women walked throughout the base, turning again and again through various passageways. Finally, the moment that Scarlett dreaded had come, a few feet in front of her were two Crimson Guards. She looked over at Baroness with pleading eyes, but the woman simply signaled for her to continue. Scarlett groaned as she continued to walk and stopped in front of the guards. The woman blew them a kiss and turned so they could see her ass. "All Joes are nothing more than what is in here," she spoke as she placed her hands on her buttocks and slowly spread her legs.
"Scarlett," Baroness spoke, pretending to be shocked.
The redhead turned to face the guards, blew them another kiss, and ran up to them. She pressed her chest against one of them and slowly circled her finger on his chest. "Cobra troopers are so manly unlike the G.I. Joe wimps. I bet your dick can bring me hours and hours of nonstop pleasure," she cooed as she wrapped her right leg around the guard.
"Scarlett!" Baroness yelled.
"I'm sorry Baroness. It's just that a G.I. Joe slut like myself can easily lose it when surrounded by brave Cobra soldiers," Scarlett apologized as she pulled away. She then looked at the two guards, frowned, and blew them a kiss saying, "Maybe some other time boys." The woman quickly left with Baroness leaving two happy guards, although one was a bit mad at the other since the woman rubbed up against him.
Scarlett repeated the routine over and over again, trying desperately not to cry. When it was all done, the humiliated woman laid on her bed, and couldn't believe that she acted like a cheap bimbo. However, Scarlett's mind didn't have a chance to dwell on it much as Baroness made sure she had other things to contemplate.
*****
Later that Night

Scarlett felt like she was drowning. The woman's lungs burned as she fought for air, but the webbing on her face prevented her from screaming or breathing. In fact, she could hardly see through it as she felt herself being dragged further and further into the huge spiders' lair. However, unlike her eyes, her ears were able to take in all the sounds and she wished her ears were more plugged than her nose and mouth. All around her, Scarlett could hear the blood curdling screams of countless human victims and the horrendously loud sounds of puncture wounds. Slowly, the woman felt herself turning, and in a matter of seconds, she was flipped on her side. She was dragged a few feet before she was flipped back onto her back. The few minutes that she was dragged on her side was enough to actually loosen some of the webbing on her face, thus allowing her to breath, but unfortunately, she was now able to see.
"Holy shit," the woman mumbled as she saw spiders ranging from puppy-sized to wild boar-sized. She also saw huge numerous webbing cocoons that made people look like mummies. Then there were the huge pulsing orbs that were the size of armchairs that scared the living daylights out of her since she knew that they were pods, carrying the arachnid young.
As the woman was dragged further and further, the number of human looking cocoons dwindled and more and more pods appeared until finally, Scarlett was pulled into a huge room that seemed like a domed football stadium. The redhead heard a loud rasping noise off to the side as she saw four legs scurry past her vision and out of the room. Within seconds, the rasping sound increased and Scarlett could see numerous glowing eyes above her. Her heart almost leapt out of her chest when she realized that all the eyes belonged to one spider and it was rapidly approaching her. She could see the fangs bared and even drool appeared on their tips. Scarlett was completely petrified as she watched the monster descend and felt its hot breath baring down on her.
Scarlett closed her eyes as she saw a fang, the size of a pole, hovering overhead. The woman closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable. She kept her eyes shut while her heart raised, hoping that the puncture would kill her instantly so that she wouldn't have to feel her insides being sucked out or worse yet, eaten alive. However, the pain never came.
Back in the real word, Dr. Mindbender continued to tweak the controls while setting up other scenarios for Scarlett. He knew that the woman was deathly afraid of spiders and if she were given the right situation, a grateful Scarlett would do anything for her rescuer. However, for the time being, things were going to be taken slowly.
*****
The Next Day

"OH COBRA COMMANDER!! THE GREAT SNAKE WILL RULE FOREVER!!" Scarlett screamed as she saw herself in the mirror, bent over a huge table. She was wearing a red garter belt with red stockings and pair of red stiletto heels. Her hands gripped the sides of the table as the hooded man rammed his member in and out of her ass viciously with little regard to her pleasure. In fact, the woman could see him pulling on her ponytail as he took her anally.
"You look lovely these days, especially when you climax while I fuck you in the ass!" Cobra Commander hissed in joy.
"FUCK ME!! FUCK ME IN THE ASS!!" Scarlett screamed. She never allowed Duke to do this to her, but here she was letting Cobra Commander, the much hated man take her in the ass. Yet, her pussy was dripping knowing that he was fucking her. At first, Scarlett was busy thinking of what was transpiring, but she was now engulfed by her own lust and only thought of Cobra Commander's member.
"Such a lovely G.I. Joe whore," Cobra Commander hissed in the woman's ear as she climaxed violently. He held her head and made sure that Scarlett could see the lust of her face as she climaxed.
"You did this to me," Scarlett panted as her face was red with humiliation.
"Yes Scarlett, I did. My cock made you horny and you climaxed like a common slut," Cobra Commander hissed.
"You won't get away with this." "Oh, I already have. In fact," he spoke as he placed both hands on the woman's breasts and pulled her off the table. "I'm going to fuck you like this and you're going to talk like the dirty slut that you are while you ride my cock, allowing me to play with your fat tits."
"I think you're mistaking," Scarlett growled in defiance.
"Then perhaps we should stop having Baroness check your room for spiders," Cobra Commander quickly replied as he gave the woman's breasts a hard squeeze.
The fear of spiders was driving the woman mad as she relented. The woman tossed her wet hair and began to fake a moan as she slowly thrust herself against the vile man. "You're mistaking Cobra Commander. You're squeezing this slut's milkbags while fucking her in the ass," she moaned as she wrapped her hands around the man's neck and pulled him to her neck and left shoulder, trying to push the thoughts of spiders from her mind.
"You're going to enjoy being fucked in the ass from now on, Scarlett."
"Yes," she groaned, fighting back the tears.
"You'll also learn how to please Cobra's high command in the sack."
"Yes," the woman began to coo as she thrust her hips faster and faster. Within seconds, a wave of pleasure enveloped her body and she no longer had to fake it. Instead, she was pumping faster and faster as she fucked the man's cock with her ass. The fear of spiders had been replaced by her maddening lust at the moment and the woman knew she had to climax. "OH COBRA COMMANDER!! THE GREAT SNAKE WILL RULE FOREVER!!" she moaned again as she got very close to another orgasm.

*****
A Week Later

"Still having your dreams?" Baroness asked as stood outside Scarlett's bedroom.
"They are not really dreams. They are nightmares," Scarlett corrected the woman as she got dressed in her closet.
"Nightmares? Do you mean like being in the clutches of Cobra, darling? Oh wait, that's right. You're just biding your time until your friends come to save you. Isn't that right?"
"Duke. Wherever you are, please rescue me. Cobra is doing something to me. I'm trying to fight it, but I can't hold out much longer," Scarlett sobbed as she stayed in the closet.
"They aren't coming, Scarlett. They simply don't care about you. However, I do. I believe I saved you a few times."
"My friends will rescue me," Scarlett said to herself.
"I know what you're thinking Scarlett. You still think that Duke is going to rescue you. I hate to say it, but there's some new female members. I'm sure he's too busy hitting on them or hitting on the older ones. His younger brother is no longer dating that female ninja and brothers always like to share. Maybe he's got a new redhead or perhaps he's into brunettes."
"Duke wouldn't . . . would he?"
"No communication and no rescue. Something tells me he isn't coming."
"Duke will rescue me. But what if she's right?"
"Look Scarlett, you're putting us behind schedule. Remember Scarlett, Cobra can make your nightmares come true if you don't cooperate." Scarlett felt a cold chill go up and down her spine as she remembered all the spiders in her nightmares. The events and scene looked so real that the woman broke out in a cold sweat. "Perhaps you didn't hear me? If you don't come out soon, I will make sure that your . . ."
"No need, Baroness. I am ready," Scarlett said as she emerged from her closet, not wanting to experience those nightmares again.
"You look lovely," Baroness cooed. "Now for our daily walk."
Scarlett's face burned as she took a glance at herself in the mirror. She was now dressed in the same outfit as Baroness, a black leather, body hugging outfit. The outfit was so tight that it was hard for her to breath. Worse yet, she wore a padded bra that continued to stimulate and excite her breasts, as a egg shaped vibrator was inserted deep inside her sex. The heels were much higher on her version, about three inches higher, and even though she had learned how to walk on five inched heels, she was having difficulty with these. Of course, having the red Cobra on her chest and knees weren't helping either, but at least she didn't have to have it on her tits and cunt anymore. She hated this outfit and preferred the white one instead. With the black, she felt so slutty and she hated it, but Baroness reminded her that whenever she wore the white outfit, she would have horrible dreams with large spiders. Silently, the Joe shook her head and smiled. She placed her left hand on her hip while she stuck her right hand out, palm down to the ground, and slowly began to saunter out of her room, ready to blow kisses at all the Cobra troops.
*****
Later that Night

Scarlett gripped her crossbow as she lead a group of soldiers through the catacombs. All the soldiers were chatting amongst themselves, almost ignoring her orders to be quiet. In fact, they hardly paid any attention to her at all. Instead, they seemed to be engrossed in their own conversation. Suddenly, the came upon a huge open rectangular area. There was a passageway on the far wall as two huge portraits of tunnels decorated the side wall while in the middle of the room was a huge pile of gold and other valuable items. Before Scarlett could say anything, her men dashed toward the gold and began to stuff them into their pockets. "Stop it!" she yelled at them as they ignored her.
"G.I. Joe thieves!" a familiar voice shouted from the tunnel. "Cobra, attack!!"
"COBRA!!" "Engage the Cobra units!" Scarlett shouted as some of her men darted for cover while others fired back.
"Leave the gold, G.I. Joe slime from stealing the gold!" Baroness shouted as ten Vipers and ten Cobra Soldiers ran past her with guns blazing. "Stealing the gold? My friends don't steal gold," Scarlett said to herself as she glanced around the room and saw various Joe members continue to put gold into their pockets instead of trying to fight off Cobra.
As the fighting continued, red eyes began to glow from the paintings. Scarlett got a glimpse of eight eyes peering from the painting. A cold chill went down her spine as she realized that they weren't paintings, but two very large tunnels. Suddenly, giant spiders flooded the room. Scarlett fired an arrow at one, which was about to kill one of her comrades. The man simply got back to his feet, picked up the gold he dropped, and ran past Scarlett without even thanking her. "Joes! Look out!" Scarlett shouted as her teammates continued to fall due to the gold in their pockets and backpacks. In fact, some of them were falling down and being cocooned. The redhead fired a few more arrows in hopes of saving her friends, but they weren't doing much to save themselves. However, she did notice that the Cobra troops were fighting as a cohesive unit, backing each other up and saving each other from the spiders while engaging her teammates.
"Help him! We're not barbarians and thieves like the Joes!" Baroness shouted as she and two Vipers blasted a huge spider before it could make a meal out of another Viper.
"What is going on? This can't be right?" Scarlett said to herself just as a huge tree trunk of a leg smashed against her and sent her sprawling to the ground. She quickly shoot her head and tried to get up, but she saw that her legs were covered in webbing, making it impossible to move. Scarlett then saw a huge spider moving toward her. She wanted to call for help, but her mouth wouldn't open. A temporary sigh of relief appeared on her face when three of her teammates rushed past her, but instead of firing at the spider, they simply dashed toward the tunnel just as the spider's fangs lounged toward her. The woman screamed and shut her eyes, but nothing happened. Instead, she heard people talking and then she was lifted up to her feet.
"She looks okay, Baroness," a Viper said as he helped Scarlett to her feet.
"What the?"
"Here! Use this and blast those infernal creatures! You do want to kill them, right?" Baroness asked as she tossed Scarlett her crossbow.
"You bet! Let's kick some spider ass!" she said as she fired at the spider and fought alongside the Cobra units and Baroness while thanking them for saving her. As she continued to fight, she couldn't remember why she fought against such brave and loyal people. Especially people who believed in teamwork and most importantly, killing huge spiders.

*****
A Week Later

Scarlett planted a big kiss on the shiny photograph of herself masturbating on her bed. She then handed it to the Cobra soldier, standing next to the doorway. Scarlett thought it was the least she could do for any Cobra trooper since they fought so bravely to rescue her from the spiders. The soldier placed the signed picture into his pocket, slapped Scarlett on her leather encased ass, saluted Baroness, and left the room. The redhead's hands began to caress her tits beneath her black leather outfit as she locked eyes with the woman, who designed the outfit for her. "Baroness, can I sleep in this outfit tonight?" she purred. Scarlett had the same spider dream play out over and over again. The more times it appeared, the more she accepted it as really happening. Because of this, Scarlett admired Baroness and wanted to be more like her, thus she loved the outfit that she designed for her. As her respect and admiration grew for Baroness and Cobra in general, her contempt for G.I. Joe grew, especially when she began to recognize the faces of the Joes that left her behind. She considered all of them her friends and even one as her lover, but they had left her behind to face the spiders. It was during this time that Zartan's comments from her early sessions sunk in. She was abandoned by her friends, used as a decoy so they could escape, just like her country used her for all those years of service without ever properly rewarding her. Luckily, Baroness and Cobra were there to save her, and now she felt a strong bond between her and Cobra.
"I don't know, darling," Baroness replied as she feigned a yawn.
"Please Baroness," Scarlett pleaded. "My tits and cunt are naturally excited by the equipment inside and Cobra Commander commented me on my new attitude today."
"The Commander was impressed with your performance and you have asked to be walked around the base more."
"This slut likes being paraded around the men to increase their morale. It's no big deal that I walk around wearing this delicious outfits for them. I'll do it three or four times a day instead of my current two, if you like."
"That might be a good idea. I'll ask about it," Baroness said as she sized up Scarlett and saw that the woman was generally excited about increasing her walks. "I'll tell you tomorrow morning." "Thank you, Baroness! Thank you," Scarlett giggled like a giddy schoolgirl as she jumped up and down in her five inch heels.
"Oh! I almost forgot. You won't be able to parade around for the next four days. We have something important planned."
"But Baroness," Scarlett pouted.
"You won't be able to wear this outfit or any of your outfits either."
"So I am going to be naked?" the woman smiled.
"No. We're going to dress you up in your old uniform."
"But why? Did I do something wrong?"
"No. However, consider it a test," Baroness replied as she leaned forward and whispered the true nature of test into Scarlett's ear. "So no tapes or videos for the next four days."
"I guess I better watch as much as I can tonight then," Scarlett replied as she readied her equipment. The woman quickly hopped into bed and placed the virtual reality headset over her face. Immediately, she moaned as her hands caressed her leather as she watched some hardcore porn videos, hearing the women moan lustfully as they pleasured their male and female lovers.
"She is progressing nicely," Baroness said as she blew Scarlett a kiss and left the room.
Scarlett watched for a good hour before her mind began to shift a little. When she was first captured, she often tried to force the images and sounds out of her head, but after so many countless days and weeks, Scarlett found herself doing it less and less, but on this particular night, she was able to find the old plane that she was quite familiar with, long before her capture. It was during this time that the woman was able to rationalize her entire situation. "Cobra is making me into a slut," she said to herself. "Before my capture, I only slept with Duke on some occasions and before Carbonia, only Duke had seen me naked. Now, Sheik Abdul Fakahni and almost the entire Cobra high command has seen me naked. Sheik Abdul Fakahni even spanked me on a daily basis and I actually liked it. That man even made me question and compromise my own beliefs, but it was nothing compared to what Cobra is doing now. Sheik Abdul Fakahni made me conform with the customs of Carbonia, but Cobra is turning me into a complete slut, whose only purpose is fucking. I can't allow that to happen!" Scarlett growled as the image in front of her flashed to a busty woman.
"Fucking is good! Come fuck me!" the woman screamed as she took hard slap to her ass before her lover rammed his member into her rear.
Scarlett licked her lips as she saw the image, but tried to push it away. "No! Cobra is trying to destroy my personality! Sheik Abdul Fakahni almost did it, but I stopped him, but Cobra is accomplishing it! They have me dress up and act like a total bimbo and I can't stop them. Worse yet, they are making my body crave it! They've conditioned my body to clima xquite often now. They might even be able to train me to moan and squirm when someone touches my tits! Damn it, they've already succeeded with my fucking cunt! They've even trained me like a damn bitch! They're doing such a good job that I'm almost climaxing on command and I can't stop them! What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm not some brain dead bimbo. Why am I acting this way?" the woman sobbed, which was what she normally did after every walk.
"I LOVE COCK! I NEED COCK! I WANT COCK!" the female actress screamed as she captured Scarlett's attention.
The redheaded woman saw the woman's glazed eyes. She saw her glistening body and hungry face, which was a combination of feminine beauty and unsatiable lust. The woman's body was hard at work trying to orgasm as it quivered. She looked so happy as Scarlett's body reacted to the scene. Scarlett could feel her impending climax and was powerless to stop it. Once again, the woman cursed herself for her own weakness. She knew that Cobra would win in the end and it was best that she cooperated the next few days so her own failures wouldn't jeopardize innocent lives. Perhaps, she could have a moral victory even though Cobra would have the ultimate one; her. Then the thought was lost as she felt a wave of pleasure engulf her body. "Feels good," she groaned as she lust herself in the haze. "Oh, I need this. Besides, Cobra deserved to win since they saved me from those spiders. I should learn how to pleasure them all," the woman's mind rationalized as that was the last thought that entered her mind before she climaxed and blacked out.
*****
The Next Day

"Scarlett! Scarlett! Are you alright?" a male voice asked repeatedly.
"Where am I?" she mumbled as rolled her head back and forth on her chest. The redhead knew exactly where she was even though she pretended that she didn't. She knew that she was chained to a dungeon wall with her hands chained next to her head while her ankles were secured to the floor. Scarlett also knew that Chad Blake was chained much the same way as her, except that he had spent the entire time trapped in this particular cell. The redhead was also left with strict orders that she couldn't tell him anything about her treatment or else she would be punished. Baroness even mentioned the spiders, which made Scarlett cower in fear like a small little child before the evil woman promised that nothing would happen if she passed the test. The woman immediately agreed and was transported to Blake's cell, where she was chained to the wall.
"We're in a cell. They've kept me here for weeks now. Don't worry, the guards will come in here with food and water. Unfortunately, most of the day is spent chained to this wall. Are you okay?" he asked again.
"I've been better," Scarlett groaned as she opened her eyes.
"Have you heard anything?"
"Like what?"
"Ransom? Rescue? Anything?"
"They keep on asking where my teammates are."
"What did you say?"
"I told them that my friends will rescue me."
"Have you learned anything about the people who traveling with us?"
"No," Scarlett replied as she had totally forgotten about the others.
"I hope Sheik Abdul Fakahni has been notified about our disappearance," Blake said.
The name struck a chord in Scarlett. Since her capture, she hadn't really thought much of the Sheik in terms of a person, who might rescue her. Instead, her thoughts were mostly centered on her longing for her spankings and showers. However, with the mention of the man's name, she actually thought of the chance that he may have contacted General Rinton, especially since she never radioed Lady Jaye back. A ray of hope flashed in Scarlett's mind as she raised her head. "I hope he . . ." Scarlett then stopped and remembered the huge spiders and the threat, thus she stopped mid-sentence.
"Hope?"
"He might have radioed in," she mumbled as she heard the cell door being opened.
"Are you two getting acquainted again?" Zartan asked as he entered the room with his armed Dreadnaughts behind him.
"Fuck you!" Chad Blake snarled.
"Chad. We have treated you very well in the last few weeks. We've also treated Scarlett quite well too."
"You call taking me into the next room and interrogating me, good treatment!" Blake spat at Zartan, but missed.
"I suppose not," Zartan said as he lifted Scarlett's face and ran his other hand across her cheeks. He then licks the woman's cheeks before forcefully kissing her.
"Get your slimy scales off of her!" Blake yelled as he couldn't help but wish that he was the one kissing the lovely redhead. Of course, he would never force himself onto her since he had an active crush on the woman for so many years, which is why he was so angry at the moment.
"Scarlett doesn't mind. She's too weak anyhow. She hasn't had much food, water, or sleep in the last few days. Perhaps we should switch off here. Since you've been fed and interrogated while Scarlett was starved and kept hungry, perhaps we should feed her and interrogate her in the other room," Zartan smiled as he released Scarlett's lips.
"NO!" Blade yelled as he remembered what was in the other room.
"Boys!" Zartan said the Dreadnaughts unchained Scarlett from the wall and dragged her limp body towards the other room.
"NO!" Blake yelled again as he heard the door close. Within a few minutes, he could hear the woman scream in pain as he feared the worst.
*****
The Next Day
"We have to get out of here," Blake whispered to Scarlett.
"They will catch us," she groaned.
"Come on, Scarlett! This isn't like you at all," the scientist said. On the previous day, Chad Blake had watched a medical team enter the cell and enter the adjacent room, supposedly to check on Scarlett's health. They were in there for a good two hours before the Dreadnaughts entered the cell, dragging an exhausted and sweat covered Scarlett. The Dreadnaughts chained the woman to the wall like before as all of the Cobra agents left the room. Blake tried to ask Scarlett what had happened, but Scarlett wasn't very forthcoming with the information. However, Blake did ask if they had taken advantage of her, but Scarlett shook her head. Now a whole day had passed and he was sure that the Cobra agents would be back. "Snap out of it! We have to . . ." Blade cut himself off as he heard the door being unbolted.
"Greetings! It is I, the illustrious Cobra Commander!" the blue hooded man proclaimed as he entered the cell, flanked by eight Crimson Guards.
"Get out of here, Fang-Face!" Blake snarled.
"Don't bark at me, bitch!" Cobra Commander hissed as he slapped Scarlett hard across the face.
"BASTARD! SHE DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING TO YOU!"
"Mr. Blake . . . I can easily ascertain the voice of a man versus a woman's. However, I prefer to slap her. Although, I can think of other things too," Cobra Commander laughed as he cupped the woman's breasts and began to knead them through her uniform.
"Nnnnnoooo," Scarlett groaned pitifully, yet she didn't even try to resist.
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD! GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER!" the scientist screamed and hollered as he shook his chains, trying to free himself. A couple of guards stood between him and their leader as two others freed Scarlett. To more guards held her by her wrists, keeping her standing as Cobra Commander ran his hands up and down her ass, smacking it a few times in the process before he rubbed her crotch, making Blake even more incensed.
"Let's take Scarlett into the next room for some peace and quiet," Cobra Commander laughed as his guards took Scarlett to the other room.
"PUT HER DOWN! LEAVE HER ALONE!" Chad Blake screamed over and over again until he became hoarse. That's when he heard Scarlett moaning and groaning in the other room.
*****
The Next Day

"GET AWAY FROM HER! LET HER GO!" Blake screamed as two Crimson Guards held Scarlett as another two moved a huge table into the cell with Cobra Commander whistling behind them. The redhead had refused to talk ever since the Crimson Guards brought her back into the cell and the scientist had no idea what happened, except he had some ideas, but he was hoping that Cobra Commander would be merciful.
"No please," Scarlett begged weakly, shocking Blake as he heard Scarlett beg for the first time.
"It's time for you to learn your place and what you're fucking good for," Cobra Commander said as his guards slammed Scarlett onto the table. They quickly secured her wrists and ankles to the table. Another guard quickly sliced the uniform's crotch while another one prepared to slice the material around her breasts." "STOP IT! STOP IT! LET HER GO!"
"Fuck you!" Cobra Commander hissed.
"THAT WILL BE ENOUGH!" a thunderous voice roared from the doorway. Everyone including Scarlett looked and saw Serpentor with ten Vipers, twenty Battle Android Troopers and Dr. Mindbender trailing behind him.
"Mighty Serpentor . . . I can explain," Cobra Commander stuttered.
"There are no needs for explanations! Get out!" the Cobra Emperor yelled as his troops parted, giving way to Cobra Commander's departing troops.
"Pardon me, your excellency," Cobra Commander hissed as he too, left the room.
"I'm so glad that you're here and that someone with a decent mind is here," Blake sighed.
"Nonsense," Serpentor laughed as he tore Scarlett's uniform, freeing her pendulous breasts before tearing the material around crotch, freeing her sex.
"Please," Scarlett groaned pitifully as the man gripped her hips
"GET AWAY FROM HER!!" Chad Blake screamed as his face became an angry red. The man looked like he was going to explode as he saw one of the pillars of the Joe team in great peril, especially since he had a secret crush on her.
"Scream for me, Scarlett! This I command!" Serpentor ordered before he bent forward and whispered into Scarlett's ear. "Scream as if the spiders are coming after you."
"NOOOOO!" Scarlett screamed as Serpentor undid the green plate around his crotch. His huge member quickly plowed through her pussy lips, pushing them aside, as his monster bore into her cunt. Serpentor's hands gripped her huge bouncy tits while eight B.A.T.S held the table in place. All the while, Chad Blake was going ballistic, yet totally unable to stop what was happening, not believing that the fiery redhead wasn't even putting up a fight.
*****
The Next Day

"Stop it, Scarlett! Don't worry about me! I can take care of myself!" Chad Blake screamed as he watched the woman caress her breasts and finger her pussy while moaning and getting herself wet. The redhead was no longer secured to the table or restrained in anyway. However, a few minutes ago, a Cobra Viper entered the room and ordered Scarlett to prepare herself for Serpentor. Almost immediately, the woman began to masturbate in earnest, totally ignoring the scientist's pleas. "Scarlett! Stop!"
"I'm not doing this for you," Scarlett finally moaned, acknowledging the man's presence. "I am doing this for me."
"No. You are doing this ultimate pleasure," Serpentor said as he entered the room and glanced down at the redhead, who was still wearing her old uniform with a few rips in it. Without being ordered to, Scarlett stood, turned around and pressed her back against Serpentor's chest. The Cobra Emperor kissed the woman's delicate neck as he ran his hands all over the woman's chest, paying extra attention to her breasts, as Scarlett cooed in excitement. The woman's hands reached back and undid the man's plate, allowing her access to his male organ. "G.I. Slut," Serpentor spoke as he pushed Scarlett onto the table.
"Oh yes," Scarlett moaned as she spread her legs and continued to squeeze and stroke his manhood. "Do you want me to lick it?" the woman asked.
"I don't know where you're slutty mouth has been," Serpentor commented as he slapped her ass. Scarlett moaned and released his member as she placed both hands on the table and spread her legs as far as they would go. Not wasting any time, Serpentor aimed his member toward the redhead's hole. Without any encouragement, Scarlett's hands shot from the table to her buttocks, where she spread them. Scarlett was rewarded with Serpentor ramming his huge member into her sex. The woman howled as she felt herself penetrated. "G.I. Slut," Serpentor growled.
"Oh god! You're so big!" Scarlett moaned. The redhead grounded her teeth, trying to hold her moaning to a minimum, but after a few seconds, it was too much to bear. Scarlett began to grunt heavily as the man's massive organ slid in and out of her sex. Never had Scarlett felt so full, yet her pussy was still very wet. Sweat had formed on her forehead as her breathing became hard and ragged while she rolled his hips, slamming her butt against the man's pelvis.
Serpentor leaned over and grabbed Scarlett's large breasts in his hands. He hung on as she slammed herself on his member again and again. "Oh yes, Scarlett! You pretend to be so prim and proper, but deep down you want what every other cunt wants," Serpentor grunted as he squeezed her breasts and gave a hard thrust for effect.
Scarlett cried out, a part in lust, a part in self-loathing. She could feel her climax building and as she tossed her head from side to side, she knew that he was right. Whatever Cobra had done to her since her capture, they had wakened something inside her. Something that would certainly be her downfall. Thus Scarlett wanted to stop, but found that her body refused to obey, and before she knew it, she didn't want it to stop either.
Serpentor laughed as he made the B.A.T.S turn the table, so that Chad Blake could see Scarlett's face, which was covered in lust. He pulled Scarlett up and showed off her tits, which were being squeezed and fondled by him. Serpentor could see the rage as well as shock in the man's eyes. Thus, to prove a point, Serpentor released her breasts. The Cobra Emperor then pulled on Scarlett's left arm as well as her ponytail, forcing the woman's head off the table. The woman screamed, but continued to thrust back against him; harder than before. "Look at Mr. Blake and tell him you need this," Serpentor ordered.
Without any hesitation, Scarlett looked at Chad Blake, looking eyes, and screamed, "I NEED THIS! OH GOD! I NEED THIS!" The redhead's body trembled ever so slightly like tremors before a major earthquake. Then a few more tremors as tears rolled down her eyes. She had no idea what the scientist was thinking right now. Scarlett didn't know if he was turned off, turned off, or just shocked. However, before her mind could think of anything, her body exploded as she climaxed.
Serpentor pulled out of the woman and cleaned himself up. He then walked up to Chad Blake after glancing over at the recovering Scarlett. "Do you want to have a go with her?" Serpentor inquired.
"I don't know what you've done to her, but I'm going to rip your heart out when I get my hands on you," Chad Blake growled at him.
"I've only shown her, her true self. You should be happy for her," Serpentor laughed as he walked away from Chad and approached Scarlett, who was still panting on the table. "Are you happy, Scarlett?"
"Hmmm . . . yes," the redhead cooed.
"Doctor Mindbender, bring Scarlett's new accessories! This I command!" Serpentor shouted as the bald man rushed into the room and tossed a huge a leather collar and leash onto the table. "Put those on Scarlett. Once you put those on, I will lead you out of this cell, and to your new life. A life where you will receive what you desire most," Serpentor said calmly.
"Don't do it, Scarlett!" Chad Blake screamed as he saw the woman hold both things with her hands.
"Don't listen to him, Scarlett. He doesn't know what you desire most. I do. Why don't you tell him what you desire most as you slip the collar on. But, stand up and face him when you tell him."
Scarlett stood up and spread her legs a little. Chad could see her juices continue to trickle down, past her thighs, soaking the remainder of her old outfit. "I don't wish to be free, Chad. My only desire is Serpentor's cock," she replied as she placed the collar around her neck. "I am a slave to my cunt, which has been enslaved by Cobra," the woman said as she attached the leash to the collar and stood in front of a disbelieving Chad Blake with a look of great disdain of her face. However, the disdain was for him and not Cobra. "My slutty body is too good for a wimpy American scientist like yourself or any member of the Joe team. Instead, my body was meant to serve Cobra!" she hissed as her hands began to rub against the material near her crotch, making the man's member adjust itself in his pants even though he couldn't believe what he was seeing and hearing. "Now Chad! Like a snake shedding its own skin and starting anew. Look at the woman I have become, look at beautiful slut Cobra has turned me into."
"The last part was probably due to the tape," Dr. Mindbender whispered into Serpentor's ear.
"ENOUGH!" Serpentor yelled. "It's time to get you out of those shabby clothes. Tonight, you will bathe and then retire to my chamber, naked, so I can have my way with you."
"Yes mighty Serpentor," Scarlett replied as she handed him the leash and dropped to all fours. The redhead knew that there was no going back now and she reluctantly accepted her new role in life. Chad Blake said nothing as he watched the B.A.T.S exit the room with Dr. Mindbender, followed by Serpentor and Scarlett, a woman that he never imagined would imagined would say such vile things in her life, let alone, allow a Cobra operative to touch her. Now, she was walking obediantly on her hands and knees, following a hated enemy, who would probably be her newest lover. He had no idea what had happened to her, but for the first time since his capture, he now feared for his own safety.
*****
Three Days Later

Shana M. O'Hara, also known as Scarlett, had spent the last two days in Serpentor's private chamber. Most of the time there, Scarlett was nothing more than a toy for the Cobra Emperor, since he used her as he pleased. The redhead was utterly humiliated and degraded, and yet a part of her enjoyed it tremendously. Serpentor used all three of her holes, although the woman protested like crazy, she was powerless to resist or deny him. For no matter how hard she cried or pleaded for Serpentor to stop or show mercy, he refused to heed her, continued to use her, and in the end, Scarlett would have the most mind-numbing climax to date. In fact, her most powerful and violent one came when he took her from behind, ravaging her ass as she screamed out his name as well as the name of the organization that he lead. However, that was two days ago, and even though Serpentor liked his time with Scarlett, he saw room for improvement, and he told her about it. He also made sure that she understood if she ever wanted to climax like a slut, she had to act like one. At first, Scarlett refused, but after two hours of constant stimulation and no way to relieve it since Serpentor fingered her sex while she remained chained to his bed, Scarlett relented and had another mind-blowing orgasm.
Now, Scarlett was moved to a new bedroom, with larger walk-in closets. There were more dressers, but they still had the same outfits, just more. She also had two huge racks of CD's and DVD's set up on both sides of new four poster bed. CD's all had subliminal messages on them, but Scarlett still wasn't aware of it and the DVD's were all pornography that ranged from hardcore, uncensored, fetish, or even banned. There were some romantic ones, but she hardly ever watched those. Scarlett's new bed had nothing but Cobras carved into the wood. There was also a large canopy over the bed, which had a mirror that allowed Scarlett to see herself. Just as she was able to see herself, Cobra could see her as well as tape, thanks to the cameras placed behind the mirror. Of course, a huge plasma screen dominated the wall facing her bed, and the entire wall on the right of the bed was a mirror. This particular mirror was installed so she could practice her dance moves. Although Scarlett hated everything about all the rooms that Cobra supplied her, she did like the fact that the room was equipped with ways to improve herself, so she could enjoy more orgasms.
Currently, the horny soldier was nude and watching an instructional DVD of how to give oral pleasure. She remembered that before she visited the Sheik, she thought it was the most disgusting thing that there was, but after spending a few weeks with him, she should have gotten use to seeing his wives perform on him. So when Serpentor wanted her to suck his organ, she refused at first, but complied after he teased her sex for a few minutes. Although Scarlett had never done it before, her enthusiasm made up for her lack of knowledge, but the Cobra Emperor wanted to see improvements. And now, the woman that would have never pictured herself giving oral pleasure was watching a DVD intently while holding a huge dildo. "Make your lips into a tight little ring," Scarlett said to herself as she did just that. "Now, I stick my tongue out and lick the head of his Cobra manhood. I must pay extra attention to the little ridges behind the head. It gives them great pleasure to be touched there. Then slowly suck it into your mouth, but do not under and circumstances use your teeth. Lick the head and the clamp your lips around his member. Then slide up and down his pole. You can even use your hands on his manhood as well. Of course, you can also caress and fondle his balls with your hands as well. When he finally relieves himself into your mouth, do not couth it up since it's your reward. Simply swallow," she said to herself as she practiced on the dildo, remembering and doing everything that the video said.
Once the DVD stopped, Scarlett continued to practice for another hour before she stopped too. Then she sat on the foot of her bed, making sure that her shaved sex was placed over the floor. Almost immediately, a small ring slowly descended from the roof. Scarlett placed the dildo that she was orally pleasuring into the ring and allowed it to dangle a few inches from her lips. The redhead then parted her legs and used a pair of leather straps to secure them to the footboard. Once her legs were taken care off, she pressed a button on the remote controller, which she placed on her bed earlier. The wall came to life and porn video of a redheaded secretary trying to seduce her boss played on the wall. Scarlett then mimicked the woman's mannerisms and speech. When the man ripped the secretary's blouse and began to fondle her tits, Scarlett did the same to herself. Then when the secretary took his manhood into her mouth, Scarlett tilted her head and did the same to the dildo. Basically, Scarlett was living the part of the actress in the video. Except that Scarlett wasn't getting paid and she didn't have enough hands to copy the video at times, but otherwise she performed flawlessly.
When the movie ended, it took Scarlett several minutes to recuperate. Once she recovered, she looked at the floor under her bed, where mechanical noises could be heard. Basically, some floor tiles by the foot of the bed would move, and her juices would be washed away. Scarlett slowly undid the straps and noticed that jets of water had sprayed her juices from the remaining tiles. Once all the tiles were back to normal, Scarlett scrambled out of bed, and bounced into the shower.
As the water caressed her body, the woman couldn't help but think of her past. "I can't believe that spent so many wasted years with G.I. Joe. They used me for their own gain and didn't give a rat's ass about me. Not only that, but I wasted all those years waiting for Duke! Like a lovesick schoolgirl, my love and faith were totally wasted on him. I guess he showed his true colors when he didn't even bother to rescue me. No wonder why none of my so called friends even bothered to rescue me. They abandoned me, but Cobra was willing to take me in even though I have done them so much harm over the years! Fuck! They even saved me from those damn spiders! Baroness helped me achieved my dream of being a stripper whereas G.I. Joe kept me down all those years! Finally, I am part of an organization that nurtures and supports their members! Cobra is a real team, not the G.I. Jokers!"
"Such a good slut," a voice reverberated in the woman's head.
"Yes, I am a good Cobra slut, but more importantly, I am a Cobra pleasure slut! I bring pleasure to Cobra's high command since I ruined so many of their plans in the past for no good reason. I spent years fighting them and for what? I risked my life for an organization that had little value for it! In Cobra, they value me. Why should I risk my life to save a world when I can rule it! I can rule beside my brothers and sisters of Cobra! No longer will the Joes pull the wool over this redhead's eyes. I am my own woman now, a true woman! And the fucking Joes will pay for their treachery! However, it's time for me to pay my discipline. Oh god, my cunt is getting wet just thinking about," she thought to herself as she tried to finish up.
After her shower, she dried herself, and placed her hair back into a ponytail. Scarlett then exited her private bathroom and entered her closet. She then quickly got dressed in her new G.I. Joe uniform with Cobra insignias, which Baroness had made for her. The parts that use to reveal bare skin were now covered with black fishnet and her old five inch heels were now six inches. Then she exited her closet to find that Serpentor was already waiting for her on her bed.
"Good evening, Scarlett," Serpentor said as he positioned for her to approach. "Do you like your new surroundings?"
"Yes mighty Serpentor," the woman replied as she slowly sauntered toward the bed, exaggerating her hip movements and almost swinging them like a pendulum. Slowly, she stepped onto the bed, and crawled on her hands and knees between Serpentor's legs. She then laid down, placing her chin on his crotch plate and awaited his orders.
"Starting tomorrow, you will begin your new routine. You will wake up at promptly 7 am, where you will bathe, dress in any outfit that Baroness chooses, and walk the halls with her. Around 9 am, you return to your room where Baroness and Zartan will further train you. At 11 am, you will begin an extensive exercise regiment. We will supply you the equipment, but it will basically be aerobics, weightlifting, and stuff like that. You can bathe afterwards if you like, but lunch will be served promptly at 1 pm. At 2 pm, you will visit Cobra Commander. From 3 to 6 pm, you will return to your room and watch the videos like you have today. Dinner will be served at 6 pm. However, you may bathe before dinner and dress in another outfit. If you miss dinner, Cobra will be lenient since you will parade amongst the soldiers as they eat. However, by 8 pm, you will be asked for special two hour sessions. They may vary day to day or not at all. But by 10 pm, we will meet. Do you understand?" Serpentor asked.
"This routine is nothing more than to secure my life as Cobra's pleasure slut," Scarlett reasoned. "I do need the exercise to stay in shape, to look sexy. And Baroness always chooses such exquisite outfits," Scarlett squealed to herself in joy. "I get to parade around the halls and show Cobra how thankful that they allowed a lowly slut like myself to be amongst them. I am truly blessed."
"Do you understand?" Serpentor asked impatiently.
"As you command, mighty Serpentor," Scarlett replied.
"Excellent! Now show me what you have learned today. This, I command!"
"Hmmmm . . ." Scarlett slurped her tongue as she undid the Cobra Emperor's crotch piece. She then took out his manhood and stared at its size. The redhead stared at it for a few seconds and could see that it was already hard and erect. Scarlett showed a little trepidation about sticking the huge cock into her mouth, but she reminded herself of the two prior days. Then, she woman made her lips into tight little ring. She licked the head of his member a few times before she licked the entire length of the sides as well. Before Scarlett knew it, she was on auto-pilot. She placed her mouth over his member as her hands cupped his balls. Her head bobbed up and down his member, filling the room with slurping noises as her cheeks puffed out insanely. After a few minutes, Serpentor shot his load into her mouth, and unlike before, Scarlett simply swallowed.
"Good little slut," Serpentor said as he patted Scarlett's head. He placed his finger under Scarlett's chin and tilted her head up and could see that the woman was blushing. Serpentor then handed a smaller virtual reality helmet that basically covered her eyes and had a pair of earphones.
"Should I undress you, sire?" Scarlett asked.
"No. You haven't earned the right to touch all of my bare flesh just yet. You're still a dirty G.I. Joe operative. Once you have been fully trained into a Cobra operative, you may seek pleasure in my flesh," Serpentor said calmly.
Scarlett licked her lips in anticipation and quickly put the new accessories on. The visor was like normal pair of goggles at the moment, allowing her to see everything. She saw Serpentor's hands touch the Cobras on her breasts. He did something to them, because in a matter of seconds, her breasts were hanging free of the uniform and the Cobras were on the bed. "Do you like?" she asked as he did the same thing with the one on her crotch, freeing her wet slit.
"Mount me and ride me, slut," Serpentor commanded.
Scarlett didn't bat an eyelash and quickly placed her sex over his manhood. The redhead slipped her cunt onto his manhood and allowed it to enter her completely, filling her and stretching her. She then rode his manhood as she moaned happily. The woman went up and down rigorously as Serpentor placed his hands on her tits and began to squeeze them. "Oh yes," Scarlett moaned.
"Now Scarlett. Pleasure only comes for Cobra operatives. G.I. Joe operatives get nothing but pain. Understand?" "Yes," Scarlett quickly agreed, realizing that his voice came loud and clear over the earphones.
"Then you will repeat everything that you hear through the headphones. However, when you're about to climax, you will scream out Cobra's battle cry."
"I understand."
"I am a whore! I'm a slut! I'm so wet! I'm so horny! I need sex! I'll do whatever you want! You can have your way with me! I'll fuck you! I'll fuck whomever you choose! You can fuck me anyway imaginable! I'm a fucktoy! I serve Cobra! I belong to Cobra!" Scarlett screamed, repeating what was being played over the earphones.
"You'll make a fine sex slave," Serpentor chuckled to himself.
"I am a whore! I'm a slut! I'm so wet! I'm so horny! I need sex! I'll do whatever you want! You can have your way with me! I'll fuck you! I'll fuck whomever you choose! You can fuck me anyway imaginable! I'm a fucktoy! I serve Cobra! I belong to Cobra!" Scarlett screamed again and again for several minutes, before it changed to "Cobra! Cobra! Cobra!" as she climaxed. And not once, did she feel ashamed about saying any of it.
*****
Two Weeks Later

Scarlett hated prancing around the Cobra base wearing nothing but a bra and panties, or simple lingerie. In fact, she preferred to wear her new G.I. Joe uniform with Cobra insignias or a tighter version of Baroness's uniform with high heels, when walking the halls. Thus, after a few days when Baroness allowed the redhead to pick her own outfits or a bra and panties set, Scarlett would choose the uniforms. Now, the woman was use to wearing them and no longer had any ill feelings toward the uniforms at all. In fact, she would even wear black stockings and garter-belts underneath the black leather to make herself feel sexier. However, she didn't mind wearing bra and panties during any of her training sessions at all. Regardless, she never complained about what she had to wear.
Also, the woman found out that special two hour sessions were usually just fuck sessions with the vary Cobra high command officers that she had beaten on the battlefield repeatedly. She had a few with Tomax, Xamot, Dr. Mindbender, Zartan, Major Bludd, Destro, and even Baroness. Scarlett felt very fortunate that she didn't have to encounter any of the Dreadnaughts although she was still unaware of what transpired during her initial capture. The woman also had no idea that she would fit right in with the Dreadnaughts in terms of the knowledge of lewd terms, analogies, metaphors, similes, and crude humor about a woman's anatomy or ways to describe it. Scarlett's demeanor was no longer the polished Southern belle.
In fact, the woman was wearing her new G.I. Joe uniform, and on all fours. Serpentor had removed the Cobras from her ass and tits, freeing them. This allowed him to pump his manhood into her rear as he held on to her tits for support even though he didn't need to since Scarlett was busy meeting every one of his thrusts. The woman wasn't wearing any goggles or earphones, and yet, her mind flashed nothing but smutty images of herself while her mouth let lose a steady of stream of obscenities, which made her even wetter. Thus, she saw nothing of Serpentor's latest request for her.
The woman moving in tandem with Serpentor, never allowed his cock to slide out of her ass as he laid down on the bed. When he laid down, she was squatting over his lap, pumping his manhood in and out of her anal passage. Her hands were placed over her head in sign of surrender. The redhead's infamous ponytail flailed about while her pendulous breasts jiggled. "I surrender to Cobra! I was a fool to challenge Cobra! I was no smarter than a stupid cow! I am nothing more than an a fuckcow with huge milk bags! I need to be humiliated and abused! My true calling in life is to be a total depraved fuckpig! I am truly Cobra's pleasure slut!" she screamed again and again with total lust painted on her face.
"Words to my ears, great Serpentor," a happy voice said as a familiar face appeared on Scarlett's video wall.
"Scarlett, I believe you remember Sheik Abdul Fakahni," Serpentor spoke as Scarlett for the first time in a long time was unable to speak while a cock pumped in and out of her body. She continued to gaze at the screen in total befuddlement.
"Let me explain Scarlett. From the first time I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you. This whole entire thing with your country has been a ruse. Carbonia and Cobra have been allies for years, just not publically. In fact, Cobra's newest base is tucked away in one of my country's finest mountain ranges. Since you turned me down so many times to be my wife and you went behind my back to get yourself recalled, I had to spring to action. I had my Cobra allies attack the jeep. The driver and scientist were expendable. Your American friend was a concession on my part. I don't like male Americans at all, but to get you to agree to some of my things, I knew I had to allow you to have that one victory. I have been reporting directly to your precious General Rinton and telling him how good a job you've been doing. He and your President have kept your G.I. Joe team away from my country even though you have not spoken to them for quite some time. Half a year Scarlett and you shall be perfect," Sheik Abdul Fakahni laughed. "I knew I had to change and break your life as a tough woman, your ideals of being an American symbol, and your strong character, so that you will accept your new life as a harem girl. You had it too good! You were an independent woman, a leader of G I Joe, a loving family, a decent life, and according to my sources, a boyfriend named Duke. I had to take all that away from you and give you a new direction, a life where you only live to pleasure me."
"Tell her more, Sheik Abdul Fakahni," Serpentor chuckled.
"Remember all your disappearing clothing? Well, I was the one that was stealing all of them, not some housekeeper. It was the only way to have you reveal your sexy body to me. All the stories about my country's customs and laws weren't really true. I simply made them up, yet you agreed to them, and dumped your high and mighty position into the toilet! The spankings, the showers, pleasuring my friends, all lies. My blonde wife was even a plant. She played you like a skilled musician with their favorite instrument. Hell, I even taped your every moment and I do mean EVERY moment. I even drugged your wine at night. Once drugged, I stripped you and had my way with you, but no penetration, another concession of mine. I bet you felt really sore in the morning, but didn't know why. The drug also increased your libido, hence the wet streaks after your spanking sessions. I know you tried to hide them from me for the longest time, but I already knew their effects long before you told me. Cobra has further cemented my hopes for you by using subliminal music and pictures, the Brain Wave Scanner, and a lot of sexual conditioning. The music CD's told you how to talk and how to act, just like the DVD's, and the Brain Wave Scanner made you accept it as truths. You're not aware of it yet, but you've been a nightly visitor to the Brain Wave Scanner. Of course, all of it is permanent and it will mold you into the perfect wife for myself. Everything that you loved will soon be a distant memory and everything you hated will be your new life, Scarlett and you will be my loyal wife and fucktoy. For you have become the perfect slut now and soon you will be obedient to me!"
"That fucking bastard made me into this!" Scarlett's mind snarled, hating him even more than when she first got a glimpse of his perverse tastes as an old burning desire for justice began to emerge inside her. "He did this to me! I won't be sold off to him! I rather serve Cobra! If they sell me, I will flee!"
"Since you two aren't married yet, can I continue now?"
"Of course, mighty Serpentor. She's been a prisoner with you for about two months now. After four more months, I will have her for the rest of her life."
"Continue the mantra and blow kisses to Sheik Abdul Fakahni.
"I surrender to Cobra! I was a fool to challenge Cobra! I was no smarter than a stupid cow! I am nothing more than an a fuckcow with huge milk bags! I need to be humiliated and abused! My true calling in life is to be a total depraved fuckpig!" Scarlett cried as tears rolled down her cheeks. The redhead's hands would tweak her nipples and then assist her in blowing a few kisses to him before being placed behind her head. Her face was now red with shame and disgrace, which ultimately lead to a huge mind-blowing climax that greatly entertained Sheik Abdul Fakahni and humiliated Scarlett even more. All the while, the woman cursed the Joes for not rescuing her from such an evil man.
*****
Three Days Later

"I hate him! I can't believe he did this to me! I love Cobra, but I won't let them sell me to him!" Scarlett muttered to herself as she completely loathed Sheik Abdul Fakahni and his homeland, Carbonia. The woman was dressed in her Cobra uniform, which was what Baroness wore, except Scarlett's was tighter and had six inch heels. The furious redhead escaped from the Cobra base and used a Stinger Jeep, but it ran out of gas, and she was forced to walk the rest of the way, hoping to find civilization, so she could call for help. As she walked through the cold desert, she remembered who she was and what she had become, blaming Sheik Abdul Fakahni for her entire ordeal, hating him with every inch of her body and soul. Not believing that she even had moments where she thought he was a decent guy. As Scarlett fumed, she came to small establishment of some sort, carved into the side of a mountain. The woman quickly went inside.
Once inside, she noticed that it was nothing more but a bar, which was about the size of an ordinary pool hall. The place was packed with about forty men of Middle Eastern origin, all drunk and having a good time. Scarlett made her way to the bar and spoke to the bartender. "Do you have a radio?" she asked.
"Woman are not allowed in this bar," he replied tersely.
"Look buddy, I only want to use the radio or phone. You do have a phone don't you?"
"Woman are not allowed here. Get out." Losing her patience, Scarlett slammed her fist on the counter. "I demand to use the phone. This is an emergency. If you won't let me use it, I'll want to see the owner," she demanded. "Either that or give me some gas for my jeep!"
"He is the owner," a drunk at the bar said as he collapsed and spilled his drink.
"DAMN! He wasted good beer!" another drunk said.
"Good beer? Good bitch beside him!"
"Damn good!"
"Yea," a few more agreed in unison.
Scarlett didn't like what was happening so she pulled out her pistol. "Put that down," a man slurred. "We were only kidding. If you want gas, we will give it to you."
"I'll go check on the jeep," another quickly spoke as he darted outside and then came back. "It uses normal gasoline. You have that right?" he asked the bartender.
"I do, but I'm not giving it to her when he has that gun pointed at everyone," the bartender replied.
"Very well," Scarlett said as she placed the gun back into her holster, but quickly realized that it was mistake as the men pounced on her. "Let go of me or I will have to use force," Scarlett warned.
"Yea righ . . ." the man babbled, but never finished as Scarlett turned around and gave him a hard uppercut that most professional boxers would have been proud of. Normally, she would never hit someone that hard, but she was pissed; pissed at Sheik Abdul Fakahni. Another drunk came charging but got a six inch heel kicked into his throat. A hard chop to another drunk's neck, a punch to the gut, and a kick to another's face. Scarlett was on a roll until the bartender, a rather large man came from behind the bar, ducked a punch, and hit Scarlett directly in the gut. Scarlett bent forward and received two backhands to the face, followed by two more punches to the gut that made her fall to her knees.
"A big titted bitch like yourself sure knows how to fight. I wonder if you're half as good when it comes to fucking," he said as he yanked the woman to her feet using her ponytail. The man then kissed the woman on the lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. Scarlett struggled at first, but loins began to moisten and her body reacted accordingly. The redhead knew she had to escape, but found herself, rubbing her body against him, running her hands up and down his back, kissing him back. When the man finally broke the kiss, he looked down at the horny woman for a few seconds before running her mid-section into the bar, and the proceeded to spank her ass. At first the woman groaned, but then she began to moan and wiggle her ass, inviting his hits. "You gave everyone quite a beating a few minutes ago. Now, it's time for them to give you a good pounding," he spoke to her with a huge smile.
"Oh god! This can't be happening!" Scarlett's mind screamed as she realized that her body was betraying her.
"Take it bitch!" the man growled as he continued to strike her.
After twenty strokes later, a panting Scarlett was allowed to move from the bar. The redhead slowly turned around and licked her lips. "Please, I only have this to wear, let me take it off, and then I'll fuck them all," Scarlett replied, realizing that even if she did escape, her body would eventually force her to come back inside.
"She's got a Cobra jeep," a man whispered to the bartender, who nodded.
The dual bartender and owner had some patrons remove themselves from a large rectangular table in the middle of the room. Scarlett followed the man and waited patiently until all the stuff was unceremoniously moved to the floor, spilling their contents and shattering glass flying all over the floor. The redhead stood on the table and when the music filled the room, she put on a quick show for the patrons. She grounded her hips to the music as the owner placed a plastic bin for her clothes next to the table. Scarlett slowly undid the straps, but the men couldn't wait as they made their move toward the table, forcing the woman to quickly undress and toss her beloved leather outfit into the bin. Before she even knew it, she was on her back and only wearing her black garter-belt, black stockings, and black heels. Her drenched black thong and silk bra were now being hammered over the bar. And then the fucking started.
On and on, the fucking went. Luckily for Scarlett, most of them were content to fuck her in her cunt, and were willing to do all the work. However, when a patron flipped her, Scarlett was soon doing two at a time, then three at a time, until finally, she was out of holes and hands. More and more cocks fucked her ass and mouth, even more took advantage of her tits, and the most took her ravaged cunt. She was on a fours, servicing five as two of them were content on assaulting her melons. Scarlett even bounced on their laps, twisting her nipples and spreading their seed all over them as if it were lotion. They even bit and chew on her flesh, scarring her pristine skin. Yet Scarlett, didn't even fight them off, she welcomed it, and got off on it, enjoying her new world.
When the current person stagged off, the bartender grasped Scarlett's chin and made sure that they made eye contact. "I don't think a pretty little thing owns a Cobra jeep. Let's call Serpentor and see if he is missing a jeep," he snarled.
"NO!" Scarlett shouted in fear. She wasn't afraid of Cobra since she wanted to serve Cobra, but she didn't want to be her worst enemy's slave. She hated Sheik Abdul Fakahni, not Cobra, but she didn't want to be trained to be his wife.
The patrons laughed as the bartender released her chin and went to the phone. "Let's give him a call."
"NO! Please don't! I'll stay here with you! I'll be your whore and barmaid! I'll marry you, just don't call!" Scarlett pleaded as another man positioned himself and began fucking her.
"Take turns fucking the wench while I make the call," the owner said as Scarlett cried in despair.
By the time, the last patron muttered and staggered off to the side, only to collapse onto the floor, the owner came up to Scarlett, who was panting on the table, recovering from her orgasm. "You will go through the doors over there, bathe thoroughly, and wait for me on my bed. I'll fuck you and you will howl like the desert wolves. If you're good, you sleep on the bed. If not, you sleep on the floor."
"Yes," a crestfallen Scarlett panted as she got up and followed all of the man's instructions. During their time together and even though she had fucked about forty men, she still went for a good two hours. However, the man made her sleep on the floor at the foot of his bed, which Scarlett didn't resist at all. The woman now knew that there was no going back.
*****
The Next Morning

Scarlett's body was covered in glistening layer of sweat as she cleaned up the entire bar. She swept and mopped the floor, which took a good four hours. She even wiped the tables and chairs, which took another two. By the time, she was done, the place was clean, and the only things that would remind people of what transpired the night before were the new colorful pictures that the owner hung all over the bar. She hadn't seen him for a good two hours and he bossed her around like crazy, treating her like shit, and she took it, becoming wet in the process as she obeyed him. Thus, now that she was done, she couldn't wait to have him return and fuck her.
"So you're a G.I. Joe operative named Scarlett," the owner said as he entered his bar.
"Former G.I. Joe operative," she said nonchalantly.
"You're a Cobra operative," Serpentor said as he entered the establishment.
"Mighty Serpentor" Scarlett said as she bowed.
The Cobra Emperor growled and slapped the woman hard across her pretty face. "How dare you take on my jeeps and escape!"
"I was a fool to escape. I know that Cobra is my home, but I didn't want to be sold to Sheik Abdul Fakahni," she sobbed as she stared at the floor, unable to look him in the eyes.
"You lowly cur! I had plans for you and you don't agree with them?"
"No! I love Cobra!"
"Bah! Vipers! Collect her things and let us be off! This I command!" Serpentor shouted as he grabbed Scarlett and lead her out of the bar.
On the way back to Cobra base, a nude Scarlett, rode Serpentor's flying air-skiff, sandwiched between the controls and him. All the while screaming, "I surrender to Cobra! I was a fool to challenge Cobra! All who challenge Cobra will fall! I was no smarter than a stupid cow! I am nothing more than an a fuckcow with huge milk bags! I need to be humiliated and abused! My true calling in life is to be a total depraved fuckpig! I serve Cobra! Cobra! Cobra!" as Serpentor rammed his cock into her ass while a battalion of Vipers marched beneath them, enjoyed the view. The old Scarlett was forever vanquished.
*****
A Week Later

"Oh god!" Scarlett moaned as her hands gripped her bouncing breasts and squeezed them. The woman had spent a week dressed in various harem outfits and learned several dances that she performed for her ever-loving audience of Cobra troops. At all times, the woman was forced to wear the virtual reality helmet and thanks to the Brain Wave Scanner, Scarlett was totally unaware that she was even wearing it. Instead, she was constantly in bombarded by fake images of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's palace, friends, guards, and himself. The redhead resumed her spankings and showers with Sheik Abdul Fakahni, who was always Serpentor, but Scarlett had no idea. The woman also began to tour the palace, dancing for the guests, and joining Sheik Abdul Fakahni in his royal chamber. At first, the woman cursed herself for her rotten luck, but she found that his royal member was very satisfying and very fulfilling. In fact, around mid- week, the woman couldn't stop thinking about it as her sex juiced up, allowing her to have some of the most explosive orgasms later that night. However, she was still pretending to hate Sheik Abdul Fakahni even though she secretly lusted after his cock and would do anything for it. Thus, by the end of the week, Scarlett was ready to submit, but didn't know how to do it.
"G.I. Joe slut!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni, who was really Serpentor, grunted. He knew she was close to climaxing, so he stopped pumping into her sex.
"Please," Scarlett groaned in need as she tightened her legs, which were wrapped around the man. Her hands then grabbed his shoulders and began to pull him toward her.
Serpentor smiled in triumph. Scarlett had already pledged full loyalty to Cobra, yet she still hated Sheik Abdul Fakahni, but now, she couldn't wait to fuck him. Although, he savored his victory, there was still more to do since he wanted the woman to accept her fate, but admitting her need and surrender. So, he simply gripped her hands, pushed them down next to her head, and secured them with the manacles from the headboard. "Stop fidgeting!" Serpentor ordered.
Scarlett cowered in fear as her arms stopped tugging on the chains, hoping to reach the man she thought was Sheik Abdul Fakahni. "Please," she panted.
"You have been an awful guest in Carbonia! You refused to show your slutty body to me when you arrived. You disobeyed my every command. But worse of all, you refused to marry me!" Serpentor spoke.
"I . . ." "Shut up and unwrap your legs. Spread them wide and present your slutty body!" he ordered.
"Yes your majesty," Scarlett obeyed, hoping that he would thrust his cock inside her again.
"Such a nice and slutty body," the man spoke as he slid his hands up and down the woman's legs. Previously, Scarlett would have spat in the man's face out of disgust, but now her body tingled with excitement as his hands touched her smooth skin. His hands slowly moved up her rib cage and woman gasped for breath as the excitement inside her. Serpentor's hands slid from her hips to her arms over and over again as Scarlett's head went further and further into the pillow as her body surged off the bed. By the time, he touched her breasts, the woman was just nanoseconds from climaxing, so Serpentor quickly pulled away, forcing Scarlett to endure five agonizing minute as she came down without a climax. "A very slutty body, but it is as weak as your mind. Your body is not to receive pleasure. The only pleasure that it should have is knowledge that it pleases me," Serpentor spoke.
"Yes your majesty," Scarlett panted as her chest heaved up and down. The old Scarlett would have verbally tore him a new rear-end, but now she couldn't help but agree with the statement.
"Let see if you have learned anything," the man said as he dipped a finger into her mouth. The woman licked it with her tongue and wrapped her lips around it. Her tongue slurped and slid all over the finger until it was pulled out of her mouth. Again and again, she serviced a new finger that invaded her mouth. By the time she was done, a small trail of saliva was dripping down her chin to her throat, pooling at the bottom. "You have a skilled tongue," the man spoke.
"Yes your majesty." "Skilled but a very sharp tongue! It rebuffed my affection and ordered me about in my own palace! It disrespected my friends and it defied my orders, embarrassing me and forcing me to lose face in my own home!"
"I'm sorry, your majesty," Scarlett quickly apologized.
"I am not convinced. However, your body does excite me, so I will enjoy it, but I see no reason why I should give you pleasure. Perhaps you can sway me," he spoke as he grabbed her legs and placed them on his shoulder. The man then inserted his member into the woman's dripping sex and began to slowly pump into her.
Scarlett squealed with glee as she felt the magnificent cock moving inside her. All she could think about was the cock and how she needed it. Her mouth was unable to vocalize anything until he stopped. "I was a fool!" she blurted out in desperation. The woman settled down a little when she felt his member moving inside her yet again. "I was a fool to reject you, your majesty. I did not know my role in life. Cobra has shown me my true role. They have shown me how to be a proper slut," she panted.
"Perhaps you have learned."
"I have, all exalted one, I have! It was G.I. Joe that lead me down the wrong path. They used me and clouded my mind However, Cobra saved me. It was Cobra that helped me realize my dream of being a stripper. They encouraged and nourished my dreams. They even saved me from huge spiders, sacrificing themselves to do it. Cobra has the welfare of others in mind and they should lead."
"I see little in how this affects me."
"It does, you excellency," Scarlett spoke just like Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wives, who never speak his name. "My dream as a stripper has come true and thanks to your training and theirs, I can provide hours of entertainment for you and your guests. I am a very qualified stripper and I can teach your other wives."
"Perhaps."
"Please your majesty! I know you love my slutty body! My fat milkbags will bring you hours of pleasure as well I! My cunt needs your cock so badly! I'll do anything!" she cried like a baby as she could hardly contain herself when she spoke of his royal member.
"And so you shall," Serpentor spoke as he pumped vigorously into her, but stopped and allowed the woman to fizzle a bit before starting back up again, denying her of an orgasm.
"Your majesty! This slut serves Cobra and if Cobra wants her to be your slave then I will be your slave!" she sobbed.
Serpentor ignored Scarlett and kept denying her an orgasm. Finally, after repeating the process over and over again as Scarlett begged, he decided it was time. "Shana O'Hara," he spoke. "Tell me why you want to be my slave."
"I want to be your slave because that is what you wanted when you first laid eyes on me. You knew you had to change and my life as a tough woman, my ideals of being an American symbol, and my character, so that I would accept my new life as a harem girl. I had it too good! I was an independent woman, a leader of G I Joe, a loving family, and decent life," Scarlett quoted the man's own words, but leaving out Duke. "You had to take all that away from me and give me a new direction, a life where I only live to pleasure you!"
"And so you shall, Scarlett! Scream out my name and climax so that you may surrender your mind, body, and soul to me!"
"I serve Cobra and Cobra wants to sell me to you. Since it was ordained by your decree when you first laid eyes on me to add me to your harem, I, Shana O'Hara, will do just that! I submit to you so that I can become your slave wife forever!" Scarlett screamed.
"Say my name!" he demanded.
"I can't! It is too pure for a slut like myself!"
"A slut yes, but you will screaming my name whenever we fuck! For it pleases me for you to scream my name!"
"Sheik Abdul Fakahni!! I will be your slave wife forever!! Sheik Abdul Fakahni!!" Scarlett screamed over and over again as she climaxed and accepted her new life.

*****
Two Weeks Later

A submissive Scarlett, wearing only a red, white, and blue V-sling bikini, which only covered her nipples and her finely shaved sex, boarded a large helicopter as one of Sheik Abdul Fakahni's servants handed Serpentor several suitcases filled with cash. The woman knew it was the money that Sheik Abdul Fakahni owed Cobra for capturing, training, and selling her to him. However, she no longer minds as she realizes that she will now receive his royal cock. Thus, she quickly boarded the helicopter.
A few minutes after takeoff, the servant, who was short, pudgy, and balding approached Scarlett and sat next to her. "You know, when Sheik Abdul Fakahni first laid eyes on you, I accidentally switched the channel. I had to find it quick because he wanted to see you again. In fact, it was because of me that you're now a submissive slut," he spoke as he moved the straps and revealed Scarlett's nipples.
A warm smile appeared on Scarlett's face as she stroked the man's face and fed him her breast. "I am very happy with my new life. I want to be Sheik Abdul Fakahni's submissive slut wife and I can't wait to have his royal member inside me, claiming me and enslaving me to him forever," she proclaimed as the man pulled up and slowly traced his fingers around her nipples, pinching them and stroking them.
"Yes, you are submissive," the man said as he lowered his head and kissed her breast again.
"Submissive and very appreciative of your actions."
"You mean this," he panted before returning to his work.
"Yes, your actions are appreciated, but I was referring to you bringing me to Carbonia where I can live out my life as Sheik Abdul Fakahni's submissive slut wife," she moaned as she stroked his hair.
"Wow, she has changed," the man thought to himself as he continued to feast on her breast.
"This feels so good," she moaned to herself.
"You do know that Sheik Abdul Fakahni and Cobra manipulated you," he spoke.
"Yes and for your part in showing me the light, I will shall reward you. When Sheik Abdul Fakahni is not busy with me, I shall secretly give suck you off as a sign of my gratitude," she moaned before she planted a kiss on the top of his head.
"Not so high and mighty now are you bitch?" he snickered.
"I shouldn't betray him like that, but I should thank you for your part."
"No need, Scarlett. If the master grants that, it will be my pleasure, but if he doesn't, you will stay with him. Understood?"
"You are wise," Scarlett moaned as the servant continued to have his way with her, sucking, groping, and pulling on her breasts.
*****
Two Hours Later

Scarlett stood quietly with her head bowed as she stood beside the servant. Her bikini was back in place and she had cleaned herself up long before the helicopter had landed. She knew that Sheik Abdul Fakahni was standing a few feet in front her, but she dare not speak his name or make eye contact without his blessing. Thus, she kept her head lowered and stood perfectly still.
"She has changed quite a bit," Sheik Abdul Fakahni thought to himself as he admired his latest prize. "Normally, she would be yapping about how a highly respected American woman like herself should not have to wear such an outfit. Now, she wears it and refuses to say or act until I command her. This is so delicious."
"I hope he approves. I hope he approves," Scarlett's mind begged as she stood there.
"Scarlett," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke regally as his voice filled the air. "Since you are a soldier, you may how you Americans say, AT EASE!"
"Yes master," Scarlett replied back as she spread her legs and cupped her breasts, but she still refused to look him in the eyes.
"It's true that I am your master, but you will soon be my wife. Unlike my other wives, you can call me by my name since I can tell that you're not the inconsiderate bitch that you once were. In fact, I love your new taste in clothing. However, if you do not look me in the eyes and greet me like a proper wife, I will have to cast you aside," he warned.
"NO SHEIK ABDUL FAKAHNI!! Don't do that!" Scarlett yelled as she looked him in the eyes and felt her knees get weak.
"So the woman speaks," he mocked.
"I always spoke out of line and disgraced myself by disrespecting you, but that was before I was shown the error of my ways. I use to believe that G.I. Joe would support me, but I was proven wrong. I use to believe that America was the best country and could provide the best life for me and everyone else. But like so many things, I was wrong. Carbonia is the best country for me and being Sheik Abdul Fakahni's wife is the best life that I can live," she proclaimed.
"So you shall," the man spoke as he outstretched his arms.
Within seconds, Scarlett was in his arms, grinding her breasts into his chest as she hugged him for all she was worth, planting kisses all over his face and body. The woman was like a schoolgirl returning from a whole year at boarding school. "Thank you my lord! Thank you," she spoke as she pulled her head back so she could look into her master's eyes. "I was so wrong about you. I use to despise the way that you treated me and your wives, but now I know that it was done for my best interest. I use to be disillusioned with the way the world works, but now I see and understand everything. Shana O' Hara is my real name, not Scarlett. I use to be a snotty prude, but I have learned my true calling in life now. My true calling is to be your submissive slut wife," she cooed into his ear.
"What about your life as a G.I. Joe agent?"
"I serve you now, not them. I know how you and Cobra have perverted my tastes and thoughts, but I like what you've done to me. I have embraced it just as I am embracing you right now. Cobra soldiers refer to me as Mistress Scarlett, but you may refer to me as Slave Scarlett or whatever name you prefer. I have learned many things, sexual things that should please you under the covers. I can dance for your friends' entertainment as well, but most importantly, I must appease my lord and master, Sheik Abdul Fakahni. For I now have strong sexual urges that only you can satisfy. I need your cock deep inside my cunt for you now own me, mind, body, and soul. I am your loyal slut bride and I will enjoy every second of it.
"And you shall," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as he leaned down and kissed the woman. Their lips locked as Scarlett's hands held his face as he locked his hands around her back. Scarlett's tongue glided across the man's teeth before touching and wrestling his tongue. Sheik Abdul Fakahni marveled at the woman's transformation. There was a complete metamorphosis in the woman as her fiery temper and bite had been changed forever to hot passion and lust for him, and it was something that he knew he would enjoy for years to come.
*****
Later that Night

"Hhhhhmmmmm," Scarlett cooed as she pleasured Sheik Abdul Fakahni's royal member. The woman had helped the man disrobe and watched his member get harder and twitch for several minutes before she began to service it. In fact, Sheik Abdul Fakahni's member twitched in anticipation as he veered down and looked at her pretty face in front of him. The former G.I. Joe agent had looked forward to this day for some time. The mere thought of Sheik Abdul Fakahni would cause her loins to moisten and now, he was sitting on her bed, while she was on her knees servicing him. Soon Scarlett and Sheik Abdul Fakahni would consummate their marriage. The redhead had lost most of her wedding attire except for a few remaining items. She was still wearing a tight white leather corset, which shrank her waist and pushed her huge tits up and together, making them look even bigger. She also wore a pair of white lace stockings and gloves. The gloves went almost to her shoulders and the stockings had six straps that connected them to the bottom of the corset around upper thighs. Finishing her ensemble was a pair of white leather stiletto heels with seven inch heels. Hanging from her ears were large diamonds and hanging around her neck was numerous diamond and gold necklaces with a price tag that could have fed several poor countries. In fact, they were quite heavy, but Scarlett wore them with pride since it came from her love, Sheik Abdul Fakahni, who beamed down on her with his loving eyes as she returned his gaze.
"You look so lovely and precious," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he ran his fingers through red hair, trailing them all the way to the end of her ponytail. He had dreamed on this day ever since he laid eyes on the woman and now she was on her knees and tasting his flesh with her delicate lips, worshiping his meat with her mouth and tongue.
Scarlett used all her skill and kept the man nice and hard, but just a tad from going over the edge for a good ten minutes. This caused her own sex to moisten quite a bit during the whole process. Thus, once she was ready to explode, she allowed his member to slip out of her mouth. "Would you like me to swallow or should we proceed, your excellency?" Scarlett inquired lowering her head.
"We'll proceed after this," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he placed his hand beneath Scarlett's chin and made her rise. He then bent forward to kiss the woman, but Scarlett stopped him when his mouth came near. The man looked a bit angry at the woman for stopping him.
"Please don't master. It is beneath you to kiss this lowly slut after she orally pleasured your magnificent cock. I did not mean any disrespect, your majesty," Scarlett replied meekly.
"Nonsense," the man said as he pulled the woman's lips close to his and kissed her gently on the lips at first.
"I am a lowly slut and he loves just the same. He is truly a good man," Scarlett said as she leapt into his arms. The redhead wrapped her arms around his neck and lovingly kissed the man back. Her tongue inserted itself into his mouth and moved around like a hummingbird on crack. "I am such a worthless fuckcow. I broke his laws and openly defied him. Yet he loves me just the same and made me his wife. I am truly blessed," Scarlett moaned into the man's mouth and she climaxed.
Sheik Abdul Fakahni helped the still climaxing woman onto the bed. He lovingly stroked her hair as his other free hand unzipped the bottom of the corset. Immediately, a rush of Scarlett's honey splashed onto the sheets. As he waited for the woman to recover, he slowly played with her tits until they popped out of the corset. He then sucked on her red nipples, which were already long and hard. A small orgasm rippled through Scarlett as she planted a kiss on the man's forehead while her hand continued to stroke his royal member.
Once Scarlett was certain that her husband's member was long and hard again, she repositioned herself. The redhead envisioned marriage as being a lifetime commitment of love and caring with a special man and now she had found him. She knew that she had found him since Sheik Abdul Fakahni was still willing to marry a worthless slut like herself. "I am ready to consummate our marriage, Sheik Abdul Fakahni. I, Shana O'Hara, am so blessed to find a man like yourself, who will take care of me for the rest of my life as your wife. Since you have bequeathed me with this honor, it isn't only right that I serve you in anyway that I can. My life's purpose is to ensure that your life is a pleasurable one," Scarlett said as she lowered herself onto his member. She made sure that it slipped in as far as it would go before she began to oscillate as she impaled herself onto his member.
"From the day that I first laid eyes on you, Shana. I knew that I had to have you," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as he caressed the woman's hips with his hands.
"And now you have me, my love," Scarlett moaned in response.
"A few months ago, she would never love me or agree to perform such a task. But so much has changed for her. She is no longer an American since she is now my wife. No longer the defiant bitch, but a total submissive slut, willing to anything that I desire. Gone are her preconceived notions of righteousness and virtue, for they have been replaced by my words that she cherishes and obeys. She would never grind her body against mine, but now she is willing to grunt and squeal like a pig when I fuck her. Hell, she'll even beg me to fuck her. Such a great catch!" Sheik Abdul Fakahni smiled to himself as he admired her body.
"You have me forever," she moaned as her hands slid down her sides and gripped his hands. She then moved them slowly up her stomach and to her jiggling tits, which were being forced high upon her chest, thanks to the corset. Scarlett bent down and began to kiss his hands as he fondled and groped her firm tits.
"I wanted to see how a woman like yourself could be broken and trained. I wanted to see the look in your eyes as grunt in pure ecstasy as I take you from behind."
"You've broken me in every way imaginable, Sheik Abdul Fakahni. Everything that I hated before, I now love. You've shown me the errors of my ways and helped me correct them. Hopefully, my new wardrobe is to your liking. If it is not, it can be corrected. I hope we can resume our spanking sessions and our showers together. If you need me to alter my body, please do so. My body is your playground and my body and soul are yours to mold," Scarlett panted as she pumped harder on his cock.
"Scarlett, so down. Tonight, we will make love as husband and wife," Sheik Abdul Fakahni said as he removed his hands from her breasts. "From this day forth, you are the Queen of Carbonia."
A tear tickled down Scarlett's face as she peered down into the man's loving eyes. He held out his hands and she took, entwining her fingers with his as she slowly rode his member. "I belong to Sheik Abdul Fakahni. I will serve him above all else even Cobra. I am sorry my love, but I joined Cobra a few weeks ago," Scarlett uttered.
"Don't worry. Cobra is a Carbonia ally."
"Then we shall assist them as King and Queen, husband and wife, master and his slave," Scarlett said as she surrendered herself to him. The newlyweds continue to make love for hours on end. By the time, they were done, both were exhausted and had a very relaxing sleep as Scarlett hugged her lover, the vanquisher of the spiders, for in her dreams, Sheik Abdul Fakahni was the man, who saved her from the giant spiders singlehandedly, thus increasing Sacrlett's love and dedication to him, completing the bond between them.
*****
Two Days Later
Sheik Abdul Fakahni stared out into the night sky. In the distance and throughout his kingdom, flashes of lights could be seen. The lights were from the fireworks display happening throughout the entire kingdom. The peasants of Carbonia enjoyed these displays whenever he took a new wife, but he cared little for it even though he often forced the citizens to work long hours in preparation for the display so that nothing would go wrong. He was especially rough on them this time around, almost as rough as he was with Scarlett during their fucking. Never in his wildest dreams did he ever imagine that she would be so perfect. It was that thought that made him care very little about the fireworks.
A smile appeared on Sheik Abdul Fakahni's face as he turned away from the sky and returned to his chambers were a naked red headed woman laid waiting on his bed. His hands were tugging at his outfit, trying to get it off as he approached the bed. "Ready my dear?" he asked.
"Always," Scarlet replied as she continued to finger her wet pussy. The woman was wearing a white corset with matching white heels and stockings as she laid on the bed with bended knees, which was enough to give him an erection as he admired the beautiful sight before him. The girl of his dreams laid on his bed waiting to fuck him. She spread her legs even more as Sheik Abdul Fakahni approached the bed. "I'm ready to join your harem," Scarlet cooed as she took her hand out of her soaked cunt and licked her fingers as Sheik Abdul Fakahni got on the bed. Sheik Abdul Fakahni discarded his clothing and rammed his cock into her cunt. There was no punishment this time. It was just a long, sweet, session of love making as she genuinely wanted Sheik Abdul Fakahni to possess her. The quietness, compared to her previous fucks in the last few days were definitely noticeable. Scarlet loved him. She was holding him tightly against her with her long legs, her arms around his shoulders, her body, hot and sweaty, plastered against his. The wild sex had completely tamed the woman, cementing her programming forever. Not only that, but he promised her that she could still serve Cobra, which made her even happier, thus the woman wanted nothing more than to make the night as romantic as possible for her loving husband.
Sheik Abdul Fakahni was enjoying this. Since the first time that he had laid eyes on her while watching some news report on some twenty-four hour cable news channel, he wanted her, and now his dream was coming true. His hands were gliding over sides as his cock pumped in and out of her love tunnel. All the while, the breasts that had him mesmerized in the news report, were now plastered against his chest in all their glory. The same breasts that she refused to let him see when they first met and the ones that he would later wash, were now his to do whatever he wanted since the owner was completely his to command.
"Own me," Scarlet moaned as she grounded her hot, throbbing pussy into him. Her pussy was spasming, squeezing his hard cock. She was sweating, covered in wetness. Her pussy was flooded as her sweet juices soaked the sheets. Both of them wreaked of sweat, passion, and lust as Scarlett's fingernails dug into his back and she tried to pull him into her very being. The woman crushed her mouth onto his as if she were trying to swallow him.
He bit her lower lip and sucked as her tongue pushed against his mouth. Sheik Abdul Fakahni was in heaven! He couldn't help himself nor fight the urge anymore as he felt her cunt grab his prick and he let go, flooding her with his cream, enjoying her pulsating pussy on his hot prick. Finally, Sheik Abdul Fakahni pulled out of her.
She lay back on the pillow, her long red hair around her like a halo. Her pussy hair was wet with their juices as her finger sought the jism to take to her mouth. The sweat on her body glittered in the light. Her eyes were closed, muscles relaxed, as she sucked her fingers clean. She knew that in the morning, her body hair would be permanently removed since her lover wanted it, and it was the least she could do for him.
Sheik Abdul Fakahni could feel his cock grow hard again as Scarlet sucked on her fingers. It was too good to be true, he thought as he looked at the unbelievably beautiful female. When she was done, her eyes opened and she smiled lovingly at him. The redhead then stood up and walked through the door leading to her private walk-in-closet. Within a few minutes, the woman returned. She was still covered in sweat, but she glittered and sparkled in the warm light of the room. Scarlett was wearing diamond and gold wristbands that went all the way from her wrists to her elbows. She wore a huge gold vest decorated with gems and diamonds that went from her shoulders to her naval. The woman also wore a golden chain belt around her waist. "You look lovely," he spoke.
"Thank you, master," she said demurely as she got back on the bed and her hands reached towards his hard-on. She pumped his member for a seconds as she gazed into his eyes. Once again, she impaled herself on his member, except this time, their hands entwined and she slowly oscillated on his manhood. She wasn't fucking him, she was making love to him, and she wanted to make love to him all night long as Scarlett, the Queen of Carbonia, Sheik Abdul Fakahni's obedient wife and passionate lover.
*****
Three Days Later

"Her real name is Courtney A. Krieger," Scarlett said as she briefed Sheik Abdul Fakahni and Dr. Mindbender The former G.I. Joe woman had assembled a DVD presentation that included all of the top female members of the team. She was currently wearing nothing but a pair of black stockings and a pair of thigh high black leather boots with stiletto heels. The woman sat on her husband's lap with her legs draped over the side of the chair, giving him total access to her tits, which he was busy kissing and fondling. The man was also busy with caressing her stocking-clad thigh. "She's the only child born of a middle class family. Her father is an advertising executive and her mother is unemployed. Also, her parents divorced during her youth. Before joining the Army, Krieger had a successful career as a fashion model, starting off in Chicago -- near her hometown of Peoria, Illinois -- then making her way to New York. She is mostly confident and resourceful in most situations with her self-reliance wavering with increased stress, something that we can easily exploit. Covergirl also mistrusts and is hesitant to work with others outside of the people she trusts. Her attitude towards those she trusts is amicable, dedicated, and dependable with the occasional display of slight co-dependent tendencies. She is willing to follow orders of those she trusts without question and will only challenge outside authority when she feels the good of her team is being compromised. Seeing how my husband has a weakness for redheads, I highly recommend adding her to your harem," Scarlett said as she kissed Sheik Abdul Fakahni's forehead.
"Isn't she a total doll, Dr. Mindbender?" the Sheik asked the bald man.
"I know she is," the Cobra scientist laughed as he continued to watch the video presentation.
"I can be a complete doll if you like, my master," Scarlett spoke as she caressed the Sheik's face. "Myself and Dr. Mindbender have tried to make me as perfect as possible with the Brain Wave Scanner. If you don't like how I turned out, I can reschedule another session and do some fine-tuning."
"That's quite alright, my little sex kitten. I like you the way you are."
"Oh god! Thank you!" Scarlett spoke lovingly as she kissed him. The woman was truly in love with the Sheik and wanted to please him really badly. Thus, every time he gave his approval, elation would wash over Scarlett.
"You know Scarlett. Dr. Mindbender was nice enough to help you become my true love. Perhaps you should reward him with a member of your team," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke.
"An excellent idea and I have the perfect candidate," Scarlett spoke as pressed the DVD remote on the armrest. "This is Alison R. Hart-Burnett, better known as Lady Jaye. She combines her acting and lingual skills with her training in Airborne, Ranger and Intelligence schools to be one of the most skilled members of the G.I. Joe team. The woman speaks French, German, Russian, Polish, Afghani, Italian and Portuguese fluently. She is even an accomplished pilot. Before joining the team, Lady Jaye attended both Bryn Mawr and Trinity College in Dublin. It was her skills as an expert in covert operations that got her assigned to the Joe team. She and the old Scarlett were like sisters. It was her skills that got her on the Joe team, but it will be the fact that she likes to expose her tits when she's wearing her green uniform."
"She doesn't expose . . ."
"Dr. Mindbender," Scarlett snarled as she glared at him for interrupting her. "Lady Jaye willingly unzips her outfit, revealing her tits partially. Since the woman doesn't wear a bra, she's already partially unclothed. Besides, after we're done training her, she will expose her tits on command. She's also quite an independent woman and hates being dominated by others. In fact, Flint often argues with her, because although she is in love with him, she refuses to be ordered around. Since Dr. Mindbender is a brilliant scientist, Lady Jaye can be a student admirer or a groupie. It will be so delicious," Scarlett said as she licked her lips.
"You're right, she's very good," Dr. Mindbender said to Sheik Abdul Fakahni. "But how do we get them here?"
"Joes never leave Joes behind," Scarlett replied, not believing the man's question. "All of them have been banned from coming to Carbonia by General Rinton. However, when they get a brief message from a delirious Scarlett, begging for help, they will come to the rescue. They'll also keep it to themselves."
"She'll also bring the others too," Sheik Abdul Fakahni laughed.
"Of course, my love. And since I have devised a machine that can make someone a slut faster than ever before," she laughed. "Faster than when I became a slut."
"I helped too," Dr. Mindbender uttered.
"Hush!" Scarlett corrected.
The scientist backed down since Serpentor had given Scarlett and Sheik Abdul Fakahni a special place within the Cobra organization. In fact, Scarlett had virtually surpassed most of Cobra's high command due to her devious plans to destroy her old teammates. Only Destro and a few others did not have to fear Scarlett. Instead of replying, the scientist merely grumbled.
"It was my idea!" Scarlett snarled. "Besides, the newest machine which is basically the Brain Wave Scanner with new coding is perfect. Not only can it make self-righteous female Joe bitches into sluts, but it can also turn the men in cold hearted fish. I have already submitted my plans to Serpentor and soon Cobra will have agents within the Joe organization, comprised of the Joes themselves. This prevents me from even having to leave your side," Scarlett spoke as she lovingly kissed Sheik Abdul Fakahni.
"But . . . when do we begin?" Dr. Mindbender stammered.
"You mean when do I begin," Scarlett corrected him.
"Right now," Sheik Abdul Fakahni spoke as he and Scarlett had a huge grin on their faces before they locked in a steamy kiss.

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