Sharing Ultragirl

London Evans, Stella Elle

Stella gags herself, binds her ankles, snaps handcuffs around her wrists, and cries out for help. Ultragirl hears the call and steps inside. She kneels, removes the gag, unlocks the cuffs, unties the ankles. The instant the last knot slips free, Stella lunges, snatches the blonde’s wrists, and forces them behind her back. Within seconds the tables turn. Ultragirl’s uniform is ripped away, exposing natural breasts and pale skin. Stella lashes her captive to a rough wooden post, knots biting into wrists and thighs, a fresh gag crammed between full lips. Wearing the stolen uniform, Stella tastes the rush of power. It fades fast. Two dark figures burst in, seize her, yank the fabric down, and bind her just as tightly. A gag muffles her protests. She thrashes, realizes the job is too big, then works her fingers at the knots holding the real Ultragirl. First she frees herself, then frees London. Together they slip out of the cabin, but the belt that fuels every power still lies hidden somewhere in the dark.