Life of the Party

As the torrent of spanking continued, Carol turned inward, putting all her indignant rage and frustration into determined focus in summoning her power, to break through whatever had suppressed them.

She felt a surge of energy return to her, and did all she could to spread it across her entire body, not wanting a repeat of last time. Soon, she felt her entire body heat up, but when she tried to wield that metaphorical fire, nothing happened. Puzzled, Carol then became aware that the spanking had stopped, and that Thor and Valkyrie were snickering uncontrollably. She looked and saw that her entire body was glowing, but not the fiery, terrifying glow of absolute power like normal. No, her body was just lit up like a light bulb. A very naked light bulb. Carol desperately tried to turn herself off, but it seems her strained summoning had inadvertently locked her in this state.

"You know, this gives me an idea," Thor said mischievously.

Some time later, Carol grumbled and squirmed as the party continued around her. She was now encased in a large globe of refracted glass that rotated around her. It was not refracted enough that it obscured her from view, but it was enough to section off the light she emanated into small rays, giving off a brilliant disco ball effect. Thor had figured that it would be amusing for the party pooper to become one with the party, and had sought help from one of his guests, the Collector, to make a device that could contain her. The Collector's solution had been to secure Carol's wrists and ankles with energy ropes, forged by some all powerful and long dead race of ancients, suspending her in the centre of the sphere in a spread eagle position. When her powers did return, the ropes ensured that they'd be useless in helping her escape.

Below her, Everyone danced beneath the cosmic disco lights, frequently glancing at the naked Carol. Due to her restraints, she was unable to cover her intimates from their sight. Her breasts, crotch and her now pinkened buttocks were plain as day for all to see. Carol wasn't sure which was worse, everyone gawking at her naked body, or being **** to watch powerless as the partygoers continued to ravage her planet unimpeded.

A Small porthole at the top of the sphere opened, and a garden hose descended to rest upon Carol's shoulder. "Thought you might be in need of a stiff drink," said Valkyrie, "so I hooked this up to one of our a beer kegs."

With a scowl, Carol begrudgingly accepted the hose head, grabbing it with her teeth and taking a mighty big gulp of Asgardian ale. This was going to be a long and humiliating apocalypse.