12. Cage: Kate Bishop, America Chavez, Cassie Lang

‘Where am I?’ Kate Bishop woke up in a seemingly black void.

The archer tried to stand but her limbs refused her commands, she could feel something foreign wrapped around her entire body.

“HRRH?” She cried out to her friends “Mrhca? Chhre?”

“Khh?” Those were the muffled voices of America Chavez and Cassie Lang

“Good. It seems we are all here” An authoritative rang out

The darkness the heroines were trapped in seemed to peel away to dazing light.

Immediately, Kate’s private investigator side got to work.

A woman in her mid-40s sat behind a lavish desk. Kate and her friends were in full body suits of some kind, **** to kneel inside cages that had a hole in the top for their heads to fit through. Judging by how America and Cassie were still bound, these suits had to dampen their powers.

“Welcome, ladies. I am sure you are intimately aware of my establishment”

“Wmmm hnn fmm” Cassie tried to speak

“Ah, allow me”

With a push of a button on her watch, the heroine’s gags were gone. They all took a deep breath, like they had just come up from water

“I swear if you don’t let us go right now-” America threatened

“Ms. Chavez, how much do you love your girlfriend?”

“Ramone? How-” America was cut off

The woman brought up three holographic monitors. One was of America’s girlfriend, Ramone. A second was of Kate’s mentor, Jessica Jones. The third was Cassie's roommate, Abigail. All three of the monitors were through the scope.

“If you touch her-”

“Even look at-

“I’m gonna-”

With the press of a button, all three girls were cut off by an electric shock, making all of them grunt in pain. Even America.

After a single minute passed, the woman relented.

“You will find that you three are under my thumb now. I can bring pain” the woman pressed a button “or pleasure. It depends on you”

With another button press, the three heroines were overwhelmed with what could only be described as a mind melting orgasm. Any higher thought faded as they were drowned in.

Eyes rolled, mouth moaned, eyes rolled backwards. Then just as suddenly as the pleasure came it was gone.

“I think my point is made. You can either play ball with me and be compensated generously, or your loved ones can pay the price”

“I…I’ll do it” America

“Merica!” Kate snapped

“I’m flat broke and rent in New York is expensive! Heroing doesn’t pay the bills Ms. P.I.” America clapped back between moans

“K-Kate it’s the smart move, you know it is”

"Yeah I know it is, still gross. You can't think of anything else?" Kate pleaded

"All I'm trying to do is think of anything else…* Cass clenched her thighs, drowning in the pleasure

The woman looked at Kate, her eyes piercing into Kate’s soul. Making the archer doubt herself. Her two best friends in the world already turned, what hope did she have?

“I…I’m your’s…” Kate’s head hung low, her eyes clenched tight in shame

The stimulation of the heroines was cut off, finally allowing the women to think again.

“I am glad to see you three are able to make the right choice. You will make fine additions to my collection”

The woman pressed a button under her desk and revealed she had more cages, filled with plenty more heroes just like these young avengers

Story written with aid by my friend SaltyTrog big Cassie fan I didn't know much about her