Sullied Purple

Disclaimer: City of Heroes, City of Villains and all characters and concept is copyright NCSoft / Cryptic, and I am in no way affiliated with either party. The character Rainbow’s origin is a creation of mine.

This story is copyright (C) 2005 by me, Premierdial.

Please do not copy this story without giving credit where it is due. Thank you.

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It started off a very pristine and clear day for the secret agent known to the metahuman crowd only as ‘Indigo’. She got to her usual meeting place early, a post right up in Hutchkinson Park in the district of Paragon City known as Founder’s Falls. She liked the place. It was quiet, it was tranquil and it gave her a good view of the city, and heroes can find her very easily and still give her a fairly secure and secret place to meet. Of course, the only heroes who are allowed to meet her were ones that she hand-picked herself. And today, she made an unusual choice.

She glossed over her latest hero file. Her client was young, a superhero with the four colors on her costume. Dressed in blue, red, white and yellow, this blazing spunk went by the codename of Rainbow, which she thought to be fitting, given her apparent personality. Indigo sensed some potential from this young soul, and she has done some good for the city in her short career.

The agent awaited her arrival. She glanced at her wristwatch, and it happened to be three minutes before the appointment. She brushed her hair and straightened her clothes, simple as always: a lavender shirt, a matching, darker purple skirt and platform shoes of the same color.

Three minutes later, right on the clock, a blur of crimson and blue appeared before her as the superheroine Rainbow arrived on sight. “Hi!” she exclaimed, a bit winded from apparent travel. “I’m not late, am I?”

Indigo shaked her head with a minute smile. “Nope. In fact, you are right on time for my latest assignment. Want to hear it?”

Rainbow nodded with an eager nod. “Let me at ‘em, Indigo! I’ll punish them for doing bad things to our city.”

She smiled slightly. “That’s the spirit. Now, listen carefully. I want you to break into a restaurant. It went out of business three months ago, but the building’s still standing. In truth, though, it’s really a cover-up for the Malta group.”

The superheroine put her hands to her waist and raised her eyebrow. “The Malta group?”

Indigo nodded in response. “They’re a group of vigilantes. They strongly believe they’re doing justice to the world, and that metahumans like you are the bad guys. Silly, right?”

She nods. “That’s silly.”

“And they’re not above using dirty methods to do their plans. In short, they’re really just thugs. Now I’ve been tracking and fighting the Malta group for a while, and they’re quite frustrated at how superheroes are finding out about their plans and having an untraceable source of info. I trust you to keep me confidential. Okay?”

She nods. “Would give my life to keep you safe and secret, Indigo!”

Indigo smiled. That’s what she wanted to hear from the youngling. She knows how things work. “Okay, so the plan is …”

* * *

The rest of the day was fairly routine for Indigo. Checking up with her partner in law, and making sure her strings weren’t being pulled herself. She was about to call it a day and return home to relax in her bath when she heard a voice from behind her.

“Going somewhere?” the voice asked. It was male.

Indigo cautiously turned, and much to her surprise, it was garbed in the dark blue tactical outfit of a Malta group member. His face was obscured with goggles and a hood, as well as a beanie-style operation cap.

“What are you?” Indigo asked, feeling a growing swell in her throat.

“Your end,” the man replied as he withdrew a rifle with a glowing end. Indigo gasped slightly, knowing what the dangerous weapon is. She turned to flee, but a second later, she was engulfed in the zap of the Sapper rifle. She dropped to the ground, unconscious.

* * *

Indigo awoke with a low groan some time later, and weakened as she is, she immediately noticed how her hands were bound behind her back with a pair of handcuffs, unbreakable. Her mouth was also taped solid with duct tape, and she felt a wad of something within, perhaps a rag of chloroform.

She was seated in a corner of a dark metallic room, and she immediately noticed another figure. Two, even. One was a familiar figure, dressed in red, white, blue and yellow spandex. The superheroine Rainbow, too, was bound and gagged in similar attire to her. She was seated on an opposite corner of the room and rather vigorously letting small moans of futility as she wriggled against her bonds, kicking her legs.

The other figure was garbed in the similar attire of the Malta group, except instead of the beanie he wore a brimmed hat, much like a cowboy’s. He had a pair of pistols tucked in holsters by his sides. “Well, well. The cowardly secret agent awakes.”

Indigo blinked twice as she stared up at the man with a look that could kill. Still, a growing worry at being captured and exposed to the Malta group this badly did instill some fear into her.

“Surprised at how we know?” the man mocked. “It’s all thanks to your pussy of a partner.”

Indigo stared at Rainbow with a shocked look in her face. And she’d just sworn that morning to never bust her open! What could possibly make her cross on her promise like that?

The Malta gunslinger laughed. “You’re probably thinking, ‘How’, and it’s simple. We told her after we caught her that if she didn’t tell us who’s informing her, we’d rape her day and night.”

Indigo looked appalled at that. That’s almost a fate worse than death. Humiliation to the deepest degree for a woman. She started struggling against her bonds futilely, her legs grinding against each other.

“Of course, all metahumans are to be neutralized. And no better way to neutralize a metawoman than to rape her will!” he cackled. It dawned upon Indigo that she was in a lot of trouble even past the onset, and so was Rainbow. But she had hardly time to think about that as she was seized up by the gunslinger, causing a muffled moan to escape Rainbow’s lips.

“We’re going to do you first! Then we’ll do your prissy metahuman friend!” he announced. Then he brought her to a table in the center of the room and slammed her squarely down, mushing her breasts against the table. She was then quickly turned onto her back, and her arms yanked above her head as a few more Malta men entered the room.

“This’ for all the trouble you caused us. And we even dug out all the info about you,” the gunslinger harshly said. “We’re going to make sure you’ll never be a secret agent ever again.”

Indigo trembled slightly at that. She knew that her career was over with this, and that her identity would be known. But how bad would the Malta group bring this? She would not know how terrifying it would be, and the her rape was merely just the start.

The Malta member ripped the tape from her mouth and yanked the cloth out of her orifice, before unzipping his pants. Indigo’s eyes widened slightly as she was dragged onto the edge of the table, where her head hung upside down and at level height for the tac ops to shove his cock into her mouth.

“Mmhn!” Indigo moaned in disgust as she felt the member going in. It was large, and rather smelly, and awkward to boot, as she was performing fellatio on this man against her will and upside down. She’d never given anyone a blowjob in her life either, so she just started to bite and push the penis’ head out of her mouth before she heard the click of a gun.

“You bite and your twat head goes boom,” the gunslinger warned as he pressed his pistol up to her head. She shuddered slightly at that, not quite wanting to die so futilely. Weighing her choices for only a split second, the secret agent was humbled as she started to give the Malta ops her very first blowjob.

Her eyes clenched together as she started to suck, and feel the shape of the penis and head in her mouth. It was already erect, and she could only imagine how many pairs of eyes oogled her as she was unconscious and brought into this base. The Malta ops groaned and seemingly grinned behind his mask. “That’s how it should be, bitch.”

She squirmed slightly as she began to suck harder, and she felt the handcuffs unlocked by someone as her arms were dragged to her sides. This relief only lasted a moment, however, as she felt that her fingers were forcibly wrapped around more penises. Indigo seemed to understand by now the cue as she hesitantly started to flak the skin off the head up and down, giving a double handjob as she continued to blow.

“Lookit that,” the gunslinger smirked, “She’s already doing three of my men at once.” He peered towards Rainbow, who was staring with a very shocked and definitely guilty look on her face. Then some of the other men started to run their gloved hands over her smooth, stockinged legs, causing her to squirm and twitch slightly.

They then moved their hands over to her feet, where they effortlessly removed her platform shoes. Then one of the men unbuckled Indigo’s belt, and slipped that away as he unzipped the back of her skirt and pulled it down, revealing a frilled pair of dark lavender-colored panties. “Heh heh. That’s some pretty hot undies. Got a hot date today?”

The panties wasn’t to deter the men, of course, as they yanked that down and left it hanging onto one of her ankles, revealing her open pussy. Indigo thought with a gasp as she felt the penis in her mouth, “My god, I’ve been exposed!”

She felt more hands racing across her body as she started to feel her shirt’s fabric getting torn. She let out a moan at that that showed her futile distress. Meanwhile, the man who had his lucky dog into her mouth was thrusting furiously, probing his manhood in and out of her, hitting the back of her mouth repeatedly and making her gag.

A beep was heard, and Indigo stared from the corner of her eye to her horror one of the men had set up a video camera of this! She was being taped, her rape was going to be channeled to many abroad! The gunslinger noted this and taunted her as he said, “You’re on a live webcam. We advertised already that we’re going to have a live rape video.”

“No!” thought Indigo as she felt the cocks she was caressing with her hands start to throb. Before long, and before she knew it, the men ejaculated all their worth, shooting their semen onto her face and coating it full of the white stuff. A sob started to escape her as she then felt the second wave coming, as the man blew his stack inside of her mouth, his love juice starting to escape and squirt the corners of her lips.

Her head was pulled up after that as the man slipped his dick away, and she felt relieved for a moment. Then she stared at the only remaining piece of clothing left on her, her bra, which was dark purple like her manties and frilled. The gunslinger climbed ontop of her with a grin as he quickly unhooked and pulled the protective fabric away with his superior strength. “Now you get to taste me, slut.”

The man started to mash and tease and squash her breasts with his big hands, which caused her to moan and groan. But before she could even protest, the gunslinger unzipped his pants and slid his cock straight through the cleavage of her breasts, and it was long enough to hit the tip of her mouth. “Start blowing!”

At this point, Indigo did as she was told as she enveloped the gunslinger’s tip around her red lips. She heard a female scream as she watched Rainbow being yanked from her place and unbound, only to get her costume ripped apart by the Malta men, and violated in much the same way.

Her attention towards her unfortunate partner lasted a second, though, as the gunslinger began to hump her past her breasts in a tight titfuck. Her breasts were large, not supernaturally large, but plump and juicy. Supple, and smooth with erect nipples. “Ohh, yeah, you are a good fuck!” the gunslinger yelled as he kept on humping her. Before long, she found herself receiving the wad of his load, covering her already soaked face with even more cum.

The younger superheroine was having hardly a better time, as she was forced to kneel on the ground in front of the camera. Having had no support under her costume, having it ripped meant Rainbow was exposed to the outside world watching through the cam. A Malta op knelt from behind her with his head over her shoulder and cackled as he began to play with her, slipping his fingers into her young pussy.

“N-no! Nooo!” Rainbow screamed as she felt the man violate her. His other hand seized up to grab one of her perky breasts, smaller than Indigo’s, but still with a lot of material. She heard a zip as she saw another person in front of her with his pants down, and she, too, got her mouth stuffed full of the cock.

The gunslinger peered over the withering Indigo, and laughed slightly. “And you know the best part about this?” he teased as he pulled back from his titfuck. The other men cleared room for him as he scooted down on the table, obviously aiming for popping her cherry next.

He cleared his throat. “For those of you who don’t know,” he said as he turned to the camera. “This young tittular woman is called Indigo. At least, that’s her codename, anyway. She’s actually Jennifer Green.”

Indigo wanted to suppress her gasp, but found that she couldn’t. This Malta operative knew of her true identity, and he was about to unveil it in front of the world as he raped her, violated her.

“When she was younger, she was in the Knives,” the Malta gunslinger grinned, “An assassin for hire. She didn’t like it, so she quit and eventually got into intel. Was a real doozy of a bitch for some time. Now I’m going to pop her open for the rest of the world to see.”

Indigo slowly shook her head as tears began to form in her eyes. Finally this velvet glove was about to crack, and it was at the hands of her very enemies. Then he plunged into her, his erect penis slamming in and pumping in and out of her like a wild bronco, causing her to gasp and moan. “N-no … no!”

“And just so you know, this cam’s goin’ to the Rogue Isles too, for all the bad guys out there,” he cackled. “And after this, you’re gonna get sold to the highest bidder into slavery. You’re a real good fuck. I bet you’re so uptight and secretive you’ve never gotten laid before.”

Indigo’s breaths became more and more laboured as she felt her body betraying her, and eventually she screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure as she went through her orgasm. The gunslinger did his job and came as well, pumping his furious seed into her for quite a while, as evidenced by the squirt of love juice that overflew her tunnel.

He pulled out and whewed as he zipped his pants up. “Yeah, suck on that, tits,” he sneered. “You’re nothin’ now. Everyone knows who you are. Yer not gonna get off the ground no more.”

The gunslinger walked off to the exit of the room and looked to his men. “You can have the sloppy seconds! Fuck ‘er good, and knock her up! I want these bitches tamed!” And with that, he went past the sliding door. The rest of the agents cackled slowly as they approached on the two already exhausted females…

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Hours later, a drippy and exhausted Indigo and Rainbow were laid ontop of each other, thankfully unbound and gagged. Indigo had been taken at least eight times, by different men each, and she felt very sore. She weakly stared down at her protégé, violated and deflowered already. Rainbow was sobbing weakly and looked destroyed.

The ex-secret agent slowly wrapped her arms around her and shhed, almost comfortingly after the ordeal. “Come … come.” She gave her a peck on the lips, even. “… I won’t … I won’t let it end like this.”

* * *

And so, in the next few months, Paragon City lost one of its most trusted secret agents. Her rape was spread all over in the channels and it caused quite a riot. Her rape is still a widely distributed video in the seedier internet communities.

What the Malta group never expected, however, was the emergence of a new superheroine. Wielding knives, caltrops, shurikens and with the capability of turning invisible, this woman ripped through the ranks of villain groups. And she had public support, too: the story of her rape gave her endless amounts of public support, and the official figures were happy to accept another force into the fighting ranks.

Six o’ clock. An interview, exclusive, on Paragon News Network. A reporter nonchallantly asks, “So what’s your name, newcomer?”

The heroine nodded and gestured. “This … is my protégé, my sidekick, Rainbow. And I am Indigo, defender of justice.”