Chapter 4 by Rowenar

Where does she run? Can she get very far?

Not far

It took Jesse a moment to catch her breath, bright red. Then she ran.

It took her a few steps more to get up to her usual speed, stumbling while she was hunched over, still trying to do what she could to hide herself. She had to start pumping both arms to run, and-

And found herself not moving. Jesse's eyes widened, a panicked squeak escaping her lips as her legs and body froze in place.

Oh no. no, no, no, the Turtle; he must have extended his kinetic energy sapping field beyond just inside. She was caught in it, unable to move, like all of his victims.

She hung there, her feet firmly set on the ground and her arms useless at her sides, raised mid-run but still entirely stationary. She only had the freedom to whimper desperately.

And then sob from embarassment when the Turtle's men emerged from the warehouse, followed swiftly by the meta-human himself. Their eyes quickly caught on the trapped speedster.

If she could go any redder, she would have.

Her tits were exposed, uncovered, along with her cunt, and there was nothing stopping them from walking around her to get a look at her ass too. Every inch of her was on full display and she couldn't do anything about it!

Jesse whimpered. She'd expected danger when she became a hero, not this level of humiliation!