The science and medical floor.

After leaving the command room where she had observed Emma's test run, Ariel made her way to the nearest elevator and pushed the button for the floor she wanted to go. After a security laser ran across her to verify her identity and clearance, the elevator began to descend towards the lower levels. The elevator opened up to reveal a corridor with several doors lined on either side. The walls, doors, ceiling and floors were still made from the same indestructible steel that everything else in the base was, but here, it had a white shine to it.

This was the main biological science and medical floor. Here you could find med bays that took care of the sick and injured members of Pravum. Special rooms were fitted to help revalidate after serious injuries. Tucked away in the back, forming a cosy corner, there were two doors that would each lead to a private office staffed by a highly skilled psychiatrist.

On the flip side, there were also large and impressive laboratories where scientists worked full-time to develop and research new ways to deal with the super's ever-growing list of absurd powers. As Ariel walked past a few rooms, she saw that some of the beds were occupied by agents who had recently returned from a mission. She stopped at the room for a few minutes to take a moment to talk to the wounded agents and ensure they were taken care of properly, before moving on.

On her left, she saw a testing room, and the green light above the door told her that a test was currently being run. As she approached the door, a large screen appeared on the wall next to it to reveal what was going on inside. The sensors above the door recognized her clearance as mistress of the base and instantly reacted.

On the screen, she saw a relatively young Pravum agent standing in the middle of a room. Her black hair was tied back into a high ponytail, and the exercise clothes she wore clung to her sweaty skin, following her modest curves and showing her excellent physique.

The room had several walls placed randomly around her, and they were all made from different materials. Wood, stone, concrete, plastic, and even of steel. Objects were moving around the edges of the room at varying speeds and heights, creating a circular obstacle course. Ariel saw the young woman take a deep breath to centre herself before she took a small vial from her belt. The vial contained some viscous white liquid, and she downed it in its entirety without a moment's hesitation.

Almost immediately, her posture straightened up, and even though she watched through a camera, she could see the power roll of her body. With superhuman speed, the woman shot towards the nearest wall and punched straight through it. Big blocks of stone flew out the other side, hitting the wall with a loud clatter of stone on metal. A metal rod attached to a moving pole came at her, but she twisted her body out of the way with impressive flexibility. She dashed forward again, this time Ariel could follow the movement a bit. The Agent's feet moved in a blur as she rushed toward another wall. With a loud crack, the wooden wall shattered into a shower of splinters. Two long poles came rushing towards her from the obstacle course, each from opposing sides. Blue sparks of lightning crackled along one, while the other one had jets of fiery red flames shoot from various openings. Dogging this seemed impossible as far as Ariel's untrained eyes were concerned, but the agent remained calm. Instead of trying to twist around or between them, the woman took a moment to concentrate, and flew straight up, well above the reach of the rods as they rose to try and hit her.

Now airborne, the woman flew towards the next wall with surprising speed and agility, and with one arm extended, flew straight through the concrete wall. This unfortunately left her in the path of another rod, and its crackling lightning discharged as it slammed into her exposed back. Her entire body spasmed as electricity coursed through her, but she made barely a sound. After several of what had to be painful seconds, the rod deactivated and moved along on its programmed course. The woman had dropped to one knee as the current stopped, and she took deep breaths. Her head turned towards the final wall, and with determination, rushed towards it. But even Ariel could see that whatever effect the liquid had given her, it was starting to wear off. Her movements were slower than when she started, and her posture became more slumped. As she hit the steel wall with her fist, a resounding clang came from the speakers. A big dent was visible on the other side, but beyond that, the wall remained intact.

The agent fully dropped to the floor, and the rods stopped moving as the training was interrupted. From a side door, a woman wearing the standard scientist's outfit approached her, and the two began conversing. Curious as to what they were testing here, Ariel tapped a button on her communicator, and on the window, a new screen appeared with all the information she wanted.

Test room for combat stimulant.

Essence collected from a superhuman donor, and distilled for human consumption can sometimes bestow that human with temporary powers on par with the donor. The duration and strength of the powers depend on the donor and the individual taking the stimulant, with stronger donors and imbibers having a stronger reaction.

Currently testing the essence collected from; Prisoner 549, formerly known as; Powergirl.

So far, tests have successfully catalogued that upon consumption, a normal human can gain the use of the following powers;

Flight.
Super speed.
Super strength.
Super endurance.
X-ray vision.
Heat vision.
Frost breathe.
Energy recovery from sunlight.
Super hearing.

As of this time, no test subject has ever gained access to all of the above, but one particular individual gained seven (7) recorded powers. Only super hearing and frost breath were not available to her. More powers continue to be discovered as testing continues.

The duration of the stimulant is around one to five minutes, depending on the person taking it. Attempts to lengthen this time have so far yielded no results. Further testing and investigation are ongoing. The side effect of sudden and often **** exhaustion after it wears off has rendered it unusable in field operations at this time.

Ariel nodded to herself. She had read something along those lines in a monthly overview of the operations, but it was certainly impressive to see it in action. She made a note to have a sit down with the lead scientist at a later time to discuss the project. Its uses were too valuable to be ignored, and those problems had to be worked out. Or at least reduced so it became usable. She closed the windows and continued on her way until she reached a door with a red light above it. This was also a testing facility, but instead of a skilled and willing pravum agent testing something for the betterment of the operation, this one housed a less willing superheroine who was testing something that did not require her to be mobile.

She walked up to the wall where she knew the observation window would appear and already had her communicator out to request the prisoner's information.

Occupant; Mari Jiwe McCabe.

Alias; Vixen.

Place of origin; Earth.

Acquired; One month ago.

Known powers; High intelligence, charisma, and leadership. A successful businesswoman. Highly athletic. Capable investigator. Has the ability to replicate powers, and mimic animal skills or strengths. Known animal powers are, amongst others, flight, enhanced regeneration, claws, and enhanced senses.

Threat level; Medium to high.

Current status; Unbroken.

Purpose of capture; Has the potential to be a valuable field asset, both as a front-line fighter, or an infiltrator. Also has the skills to be a unit operator if her allegiance allows it.

Training regimen; Currently undergoing initial willpower-breaking procedures. Extensive, prolonged, and intense full-body orgasms will be used to wear down her mental strength to begin the mental reconditioning. Duration; undetermined.

**** in use; PG-549-S. A **** created from a byproduct collected from prisoner 549. As part of the procedure to generate the main ingredient for the experimental stimulant, prisoner 549 also produces an excessive amount of additional liquids. Once distilled and processed, these function as powerful aphrodisiacs that ramp up the sex drive, and heightens the pleasure zones to their maximum potential.

Ariel shifted her gaze from the status window to the big display screen. Already well familiar with the highly sexualized way Pravum dealt with fresh heroines, she was not surprised by what she saw.

She saw a naked woman with smooth dark skin strapped to a sturdy device. A familiar power suppression collar was around her slender neck, and her black hair hung loosely behind her, swaying with each jerk of her head. The device was a simple frame of solid unbreakable steel. The top half was angled back about thirty degrees so that the person strapped into it would have their back bent backwards. On the top, on either side, were two openings where Vixen's arms were placed into. The holes were deep enough to conceal the entirety of her arms, stopping just below her shoulders. On the bottom, at the sides as well, but facing forward, were two more openings. Both of Vixen's legs were placed through each opening, and cuffs were visibly locked around her ankles. The position left her legs spread wide apart, and a flexible tendril was extended from the device. On top of it, a thick ebony black dildo was mounted, and it was rhythmically pumping in and out of Vixen's pussy.

With each pump, juices leaked from around the dildo. The outside of her pussy and her thighs were slick with dried and still wet liquids, revealing just how long and intense the ordeal was. A similar, smaller dildo was also in the process of using her asshole. A small artificial tongue drew long licks across her clit, further spreading the black woman's juices around her sex. Two more arms came from around the back of the device, and attached to them were soft bristles whose rapid rotations focused on Vixen's rock-hard nipples. A black ball gag was in her mouth, but even so, Ariel could hear the frantic moans of pleasure coming from the helpless heroine.

The arms fucking her pussy and ass suddenly sped up, and Vixen began to trash and scream violently. Her screams turned into moans, and her trashing stilled as her entire body became rigid. A large burst erupted from her pussy as she squirted around the thick dildo fucking her. With each thrust, more juices spilt from her cunt, until after a lengthy orgasm, she slumped back against the device. With her back bent backwards, her heavy breaths caused her ample breasts to stick out prominently, and the rotating brushes eagerly took that vulnerability to resume teasing her nipples.

The moment the brushes touched her nipples, Vixen's eyes snapped open again, and she made a pained groan. Her body was being overstimulated at this point. To counteract this, an arm came from somewhere in the device, and attached to it was a syringe filled with some clear liquid. The arm pressed the needle against Vixen's neck, and despite her best efforts, she was unable to move away from the arm. Ariel watched the needle pierce her skin, and the **** was injected.

Within moments, her nipples, which had slowly been softening, sprang back to impossible hardness. Sitting just above her pussy, her clit throbbed visibly and Vixen moaned lustfully as the artificial tongue moved across it. The two dildos, one drenched with her pussy juices, picked up the pace, and a new round of intense fucking began for the helpless African heroine.

Ariel closed the windows and turned towards the nearest elevator. This was some potent stuff, and it was high time she paid the generous donor a visit. With her clearance, the elevator took her down. And down. And down. And down. Lower and lower she went, deep into the mountain range that the Pravum base was built on and in. Until, after a good few minutes, the doors opened with a soft ping. Immediately, she was greeted by a security checkpoint, showing just how serious this floor was. After being scanned for anything illegal, and her clearance and identity checked, double-checked, and then triple-checked, she was let through the other door into the floor propper.

This was the lowest level of the base. The permanent holding blocks. Here they kept heroines or items that were just too powerful to ever see the light of day again, and couldn't be used in any way, shape or form. At least, not in a practical way. She walked past several doors, each and every single one reinforced to withstand substantially more **** than the already strong doors used on the other floors. Each door had a simple number on it, indicating that its occupant was no longer considered a possible asset, but just a nameless item in their inventory. She walked along the corridor, passing guards that snapped to attention when they saw her until she reached her destination.

549.

She approached the viewing wall, and the security scanner checked her clearance. Then again, her communicator beeped, and she was asked to confirm the request to activate the view window. She tapped the confirm button, and the projection sprang to life.

Occupant; 549. (Kara Zor-L, formerly.)

Alias; Powergirl. (formerly.)

Place of origin; Earth-228, (Alternate reality).

Acquired; one year ago.

Known powers; Immense superhuman strength, Superhuman stamina, durability, healing and longevity. Superhuman speed. Superhuman agility. Superhuman reflexes. Heat vision, Electromagnetic spectrum vision, Microscopic vision, X-ray vision, Night vision, Telescopic vision, Infra-red Vision, and Ultraviolet vision. Freeze breathe, Wind breathe. Solar energy absorption, Invulnerability, Flight, Advanced hand-to-hand combatant.

Threat level; Extremely high.

Current status; Unbroken.

Purpose of capture; Uncontrollable collateral to both people and her surroundings during engagements with enemies.

Training regimen; none. After exhausting all available breaking protocols, prisoner 549 remains defiant. Further use in Pravum's ranks has been deemed advisable.

Important note; This realities power girl is still active under the alias of Karen Starr and under close observation of a deep cover agent. This particularly violent and aggressive incarnation of the Kryptonite known as Kara Zor-L was captured after prolonged activity causing more damage and **** than the villains she often set out to fight. Attempts to break her have failed so 549 is placed in permanent and complete isolation. Under no circumstances should direct interaction be made without explicit confirmation from both the head of Pravum and the chief of security.

Addendum to note; Three months ago, the generation and extraction of 549's essence have begun for the purpose of testing. Please contact the bioscience department for more information.

A year of permanent and complete isolation. Ariel knew full well what that meant for the former superheroine. It is a fate reserved only for those who have proven to be completely unsalvageable. She tapped the holographic button next to the large screen and saw the projection change to display the inside of the cell.

The cell was dimly lit, with only a single simple ceiling lamp casting its low light on the cell's sole occupant. In the centre of the cell, a single sturdy steel collum extended from the floor to the ceiling. Two circular cuffs were set on either side of the pole at roughly a meter from the floor. Two similar cuffs were fixed at a higher point on what looked like sliders that could move up and down.

Prisoner 549 had both her wrists locked in the top cuffs, and her legs were bent backwards so her lower legs pointed back up towards her shapely ass, before also being locked in the lower cuffs. The upper cuffs had positioned themself so that a fair bit of tension was placed on her arms and torso while also making her back arch in such a way that her chest stuck out prominently. All four cuffs had a led-like strip encircling them, and they shone with a neon green glow. Clearly, the cuffs had been reinforced with kryptonite to further strengthen their already impressive durability. She was, of course, completely naked, and Ariel swept her cold eyes across the immaculate figure of the woman once known as Kara Zor-L.

She noticed the strong legs twitching helplessly. The muscles of her stomach rippled sporadically as she tried to shift her balance in a meaningful way. Her gaze stopped at the impossibly large chest the woman had, and noticed how the heavy yet firm and soft mounds rose and fell enticingly with each laboured breath the prisoner took. Equally strong arms went up from her shoulders, and back towards the collum, where they locked into the top cuffs. Between her arms, was a face that at one time had to be quite beautiful. But the bright neon green ballgag distorted her full lips. Dried trails of spit caked the corners of her mouth. The ball had a single small opening through which a feeding tube could be inserted. She couldn't see 549's eyes, since an eye mask covered her eyes completely, leaving the woman in total darkness. Her ears were covered by disks, blocking out any possible sound, and making her completely deaf to her surroundings.

Such was the fate of someone who was proven to be so useless to Pravum. Complete and total isolation from the outside world. It had been a year since she last saw another being. A year since she last heard a single sound. And a year since she last felt the touch of another on her skin. Everything regarding her was done mechanically and controlled by a strictly programmed computer protocol.

Speaking of. She focused her attention on the way they had decided to collect 549's essence. Firstly, between her toned legs, a bright green ball was attached to a flexible arm and pressed so hard against her pussy that her lips had parted to partially fold around the top. She zoomed in on the area, and she saw the sphere vibrate at extremely high levels. Drops of clear liquid flew from the sphere as the intense vibrations rippled through the outside of her sex, and into her clit that was crushed against the sphere. 549 gyrated her hips faster and faster until a strangled muffled scream of pleasure came from around the ballgag. Thin rivets of her pussy juice leaked around the sphere that had not stopped a single second to give her some rest.

Four more times did Ariel witness the large-breasted woman orgasm strongly. Unable to escape the strong vibrations, she was powerless as she was **** to cum, again and again, her own weight pushing her firmly against the vibrating sphere. Movement from the ceiling drew Ariel's attention away, and she watched as two plastic suction cups positioned themself neatly over 549's hard nipples, before the vacuum locked them against the skin of her breasts. The nipples began to contract and pulse as the cups began to suck out the air from inside the cups. After a second, the air was returned, before being sucked out again.

The mistress of Pravum watched in fascination as she saw the former heroine being milked. And milking it was because, after the third cycle, a small jet of milky white liquid came from both nipples. With each repeat, more milk was being sucked from her breasts, until it was an almost constant stream flowing up towards the ceiling through two thin tubes. For almost a full half hour, every last drop of milk was sucked from 549's legendary breasts, before the cups detached with an audible pop. Well, audible to Ariel, not to the helpless woman. During that time, the prisoner had orgasmed seven more times as well.

With a barely mechanical whirr, the cuffs holding her wrists began to slide up stretching 549's arms, until it pulled her torso up, away from the sphere. As she rose up from it, it was revealed that it was not just a sphere that was tormenting 549. The sphere was just the base of a long and thick neon green dildo. The dildo was special though, it was riddled with holes all along its length, and as a stream of liquid neared a hole, it was promptly sucked into its interior. Situated directly behind the dildo, was a firm rod made of steel. As 549 rose higher, a fairly large sphere of actual glowing green kryptonite left her ass. Followed quickly by a second smaller one. And a third. And a fourth. A total of six progressively smaller anal beads made from pure kryptonite had left the prisoner's asshole, and by now, the woman was panting heavily as she was raised high enough that the big dildo had completely left her overworked pussy.

On the screen, Ariel could see a timer begin to count down. 5:00 until the cycle repeats. No repeat limit set, continue until interrupted or subject expires.

Ariel looked back at the former superhero. Naked, blind, deaf. Powerless to resist what they would do to her, her body was reduced to nothing more than a resource to be used for the betterment of the world. The timer hit zero, and the sweat-covered body that once belonged to Powergirl began to lower again. She heard a grunt of pain as the first bead was being pushed back into her anus, followed quickly by a moan as the thick dildo, slick with her juices, spread her pussy. She took some sadistic pleasure in seeing this once-strong woman being reduced to a helpless object, grunting and moaning as more of the beads and dildo disappeared inside of her. Once her weight was resting fully on the sphere, the vibrations started again, fine-tuned to bring her utmost pleasure, whether she wanted it, or not.

With a wave of her hand, the windows disappeared, and the rising moans of pleasure faded away as the speakers stopped. She walked back to the security post, and after going through the entire procedure again, made her way to the only available elevator.

Vixen's setup was inspired by this picture. https://e-hentai.org/s/ec1bd63eae/2317672-46

Power girl's by this one. https://e-hentai.org/s/b97937de2b/2317672-42