3. Fishnet: Zatanna Zatara

“Mmmmm” Zatanna Zatara groaned as she came to groggily

The smoke blown in her face woke her right up though. Crouching right in her face was the criminal known as Roulette.

“Ah. You’re finally awake. Let me get a better look at you”

Zatanna was roughly grabbed by the chin and turned each direction, examined like a cut of meat.

“Not bad. Good features. Tch, looks like one of my girls gave you a bruise. Although…”

Roulette grabbed Zatanna’s top and ripped it open, exposing the magician’s massive chest wrapped in a sexy black bra.

“By the time I’m done with you, nobody will care much about your face”

Zatanna tried her best to squirm but they bound the ropes tight. While she was ‘examined’ the escape artist was searching for a way to escape. She got distracted by Roulette grabbing her large breasts.

“Hm. Nice lift. Nice bounce. You’ll fetch a high price. You’re making me almost want to keep you for myself. Almost”

‘Got it!’ Zatanna found the loose link in the knots binding her down and started to pull

As she pulled the rope, a powerful wave of electricity flooded through the mistress of spells, making her convulse and shake until it stopped.

“Like that? The collar is my own invention. Any attempt to escape and you’re going to regret it. But by all means I do like how it makes your tits bounce. Please, do give me a show. That’s what you do best”

It finally sank in for Zatanna. She was for the first time in her life truly helpless.

‘Someone. Save me’