Follow the twinkling lights

Defender decided to follow the lights. She was eager to see Nightlord so she didn't feel like wasting time. She walked through the halls of the maze, constantly looking over her shoulder and watching her step in hopes of avoiding traps and Nightlord. Though she realized she wouldn't mind if Nightlord managed to get the drop one her.

The lights eventually lead her to a door. She once again, kicked the door down. During her last time here, Defender made the mistake of grabbing the doorknob without thinking and was zapped into unconciousness as a result. She wasn't falling for that again. As she stepped into the room she found it was pitch black. Something that was enchanced when the door behind her suddenly slammed shut. Now in complete darkness the a series of security monitors on the other side of the room came to life and on them, where videos of Defender as she made her way into the maze and a few from her last time. Many of which stirred her neither regions as she remembered them.

As all the screens came on, she saw the silhouette of what Defender assumed was a chair. Defender smilled before rushing forward. Grabbing hold of the chair, she turned it around hoping to find the Nightlord sitting there, she was confused to find that the chair was empty. "So careful." A voice said behind Defender, she whirled around as the lights came on. On the other side of the room, standing in the just in front of the door she entered was the Nightlord. The Nightlord was a tall man who was built like a marvel superhero. Not that you would know it by looking at him because he was currently wearing his hooded cloke that hid most of his body and his face. "Yet when you think you have me, you get reckless." Defender then felt something bump into the back of her knees as which cause her to fall backwards into the chair she had just ran towards. Before she could get up, straps suddenly snapped wound her upper torso and legs, trapping her in the chair.

Defender struggled to free herself but the strapes held tight. THey must have been made some kind of titanium mesh or something. She continued to squirm in her bonds as the Nightlord approched her. "Hmmmm. Such a delcious sight. Bondage certainly does wonders for you dear Defender." Defender glarred at her captor. "Alright Nightlord, I'm here. Now what do you want from me?" Nightlord stood before the heroine, looking down on her. Defender could see his eyes. THe intensity he was giving her was causing her to get slightly aroused. "You know why I brought you here." He then knelt down to eye level. Moving directly into Defender's personal space. "Question is, why did you agree to come?"

Defender pondered this question. TO be honest she wasn't sure. As a superheroine, she had a duty to bring Nightlord to justice. He was a known kidnapper and white slaver and he had humiliated her in the past. However, she also couldn't deny that part of her was hoping that this would happen. That she would end up in his clutches again. But why would she want that? What did she come here for?