MIGHTMARE Vs DR. DOKTOR

Our story thus far:

The amazing latex-clad superhero duo Mightmare & Nightpaw succesfully infiltrated the nefarious mad scientist Dr. Doktor's sinister castle in darkest Pennsylvania. Their mission to rescue a bussload of innocent orphan guinea pigs from the wicked scientist's plans to use them as guinea pigs was a complete success. Unfortunately, as she was distracting the doctor's security to allow the kids to escape, Mightmare was captured. We now join our heroine as she struggles to resist Dr. Doktor's kinky interrogation methods long enough to ensure the guinea pigs' safe escape, and hopefully await a rescue from her canine compatriot Nightpaw.

Our heroine awoke in a terribly cramped condition. The cowardly fiends, unable to defeat the mighty mare in a fair fight, had employed a cowardly gas grenade to render her unconscious. While she was out cold they'd evidently removed her shiny cape and leotard, because the first thing she saw was her own naughty bits in full display above her. It took a few seconds for Mightmare to realize that she was lying upside-down. Her forearms were stuck together with rubber tape, and mechanical coils had raised her butt skyward and contorted her body so that her knees were level with her breasts and her hooves were pinned to the floor above her ears.

"Comfortable?" said a stern but kinda hot voice.

"DR DOKTOR! RELEASE ME!!" Mightmare shouted.

She looked away from her own naughty bits to see the upside-down visage of the villainous Dr. Doktor. Looking at her from this angle, Mightmare thought she looked like Jessica Rabbit with a nerd fetish; with the sexy red hair brushed over half of her scary thick black glasses with the pointy edges. The figure-hugging lab coat and stethoscope she wore helped signify her doctorate in both medicine and questionably sane science. Come to think of it, a human villainess was a change from Mightmare's usual rogues' gallery. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been captured by someone who was neither furry nor scaly.

"I know you released all my lovely guinea pigs," said Dr. Doktor, whipping out a notepad and slowly pulling a pen out of her breast pocket. "If you tell me where they went I'm sure we can come to a mutually beneficial agreement. If you refuse, well, at least you can provide an ample test subject for my interrogation engine."

"Im sorry, they are in heading to a safe place now OUT OF YOUR HANDS!" said Mightmare defiantly.

Dr. Doktor responded by putting the pen between her lovely red lips and treating it like a lollipop while she flourished a big scary remote control with far too many buttons. With a tap she brought the machinery around Mightmare's raised butt to life, causing a pair of metallic tentacles with cartoonish rubber gloves at the end to emerge and hover menacingly over our heroine's unprotected posterior. The next button press caused the robot hand to grab Mightmare's lovingly conditioned horse tail and brush it gently aside, before the other hand gave her butt a resounding slap.

"YOUCH!! No spanking shall make me talk!!" Mightmare declared.

The mad scientist smiled and pressed the button again. It went BEEP! and the rubber glove went WHACK!

BEEP! WHACK! BEEP! WHACK! BEEP! WHACK!  BEEP! WHACK! BEEP! WHACK! BEEP! WHACK! BEEPBEEPBEEPWHACKWHACKWHAC!!!

Poor Mightmare's butt was covered in big red handprints, but it wasn't over. Cackling maniacally, Dr. Doktor activated the interrogation machine's next function, causing the robot hands to retreat back into the casing and then sprang back up wielding huge rubber paddles.

"Ou..OU..OUCH..I wont be able to sit in ages noww! My pooooor buuutty" said Mightmare.

"Tell me where the guinea pigs went so I can perform morally dubious experiments on them with no regard for their personal safety or comfort!" Dr. Doktor demanded.

"NEVER! YOU WON'T MAKE ME TALK!" said Mightmare.

"Then experience the ultimate butt punishment experience!" said Dr. Doktor redundantly, as she engaged the ultimate butt punishment button.

Mightmare cried out in agony. The paddles hit her tender rump in tandem, causing a loud meaty noise with each impact. All seemed lost as our heroine was paddled into submission. Yet within the severe paddling sensation arose a spark! The very same spark that had raised the mighty mare from a thousand dire situations to claim sexy victory from the jaws of unsatisfying defeat! Her nipples hardened and her tongue ran across her teeth as the wave of her arousal swept towards the stinging pain and submerged the agony underneath a tidal wave of pleasure!  The evil redhead tried turning up the spanking all the way to maximum whack level, but as her captive continued moaning in pleasure, Dr. Doktor's triumphant smirk was wiped away, leaving her staring at the remote in confusion.

"Why are you enjoying this!?" the mad scientist asked in frustration.

"AHHHHHHHH...HMMMMMAHHH! spanking is not my weakspot, I have faced worse perilous predicaments than this!" said Mightmare.

Dr. Doktor noticed Mightmare's firmly erect glistening pink nipples. Surely some nipple torment would cause the captive mare to surrender?  Ignoring the moans of pleasure, she used the remote to usher forth a second pair of metallic tentacles with suction cup attachements. The plastic cups stuck tight to Mightmare's nipples and immediatelly started pulling at her nips uncomfortably, causing visible veins to throb on her areolas.

Mightmare gritted her teeth and seemed in distress. Dr. Doktor took this as a positive sign and turned up the suction. That turned out to be a huge mistake. With a load whinny of relief, sparkly white milk burst out of the superheroine's nipples and flowed into the machinery. The milk flowed so fast it started spraying out between the metallic joints of the sucky tentacles.

"NO!" Dr. Doktor screamed. "It's not waterproof!! Stop leaking all over my genius invention!!"

"THAT FELT GOOD!!!" Mightmare moaned. "Hope you had it ensured with a good evil insurance company; heard they had evil torture machinery in promotion."

The gushing superheroine breast milk overflowed into the chasis of the interrogation machine, quickly flooding the vaccuum recepticle and spilling into the sensitive circuitry, causing sparks and smoke to emerge. After a loud electric flash that left both Mightmare and Dr. Doktor with hideous tangleweed hairstyles full of static electricity, the interrogation machine shut down completely. The metallic tentacles flopped to the floor, dropping the paddles.

"You've ruined my beautiful machine!!" Dr. Doktor shrieked. "Oh you! YOU-!! You won't tell me where my guinea pigs are, and you're no good to me even as a test subject! I should- I should- I don't know! Ach! All this stress dealing with you supers ruining my work, I haven't even had time for dinner yet! I should just leave you to rot in a cell or... Maybe... Yes! A big meaty horse like you with just the right amount of fat in just the right places... HAHAHAHA!!"

"HEY ! WHO YOU CALLING FAT!" said Mightmare indignantly.

Dr. Doktor's expression had changed. Gone was the dignified lady, now with her frazzled staticky hair she looked more like a mad scientist than ever. "I'll make a delicious wienerschnitzel out of you, just like my dear mother Dr. von Doktor used to serve when I was little! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

"Uh.. wiener...what?" said Mightmare with a worried expression.

Unfortunately Mightmare was too exhausted from her spanking and milking ordeal, not to mention all the blood running to her head from lying upside-down so long, to resist as the mad scientist's nondescript henchmen unhooked her from the machine and tied her wrists and ankles together. Rather than being forced to hop, she was carried between the henchmen into another room that housed a huge elaborate machine with giant decorative cogwheels on the side and blinking buttons that probably didn't do anything except look cool. In the middle of the machine was a podium surrounded by rollers resembling wrapping tape but with a strange colour and texture.

"Men!" said Dr. Doktor to the henchmen who were evidently dudes. "Throw this interfering superheroine into the Jumbo Schnitzelizer! "

"Are you at least gonna tell me whats a SCHITZEaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" said Mightmare.

The naked superheroine was rudely pushed onto the podium and menaced into standing still by the big guns wielded by the nondescript henchmen. Within seconds the weight of the mare on the circular platform caused the machinery to activate. Tiny spouts surrounding Mightmare started ejaculating something thick globby and yellowy onto her fur. It turned out to be eggs. Above her a series of salt shakers on a rail started unleashing a soft sprinkling down onto her hair, shoulders and breasts. Meanwhile the podium began rotating, allowing the nude mare to be evenly coated on all sides.

"Salt and eggs!" Mighmare coughed. "What else is coming?? Marinade??"

The egging eventually ended, but the spouts instead started spraying white flour all over Mightmare until she coated in sticky eggs, salt and flour. It was at that point the purpose of the rollers became apparent, as they closed in and squeezed the heroine tightly between them, and as she continued turning, the rollers left a thick trail of bread crumbs that stuck to her fur. Layer upon layer of thick bread was applied onto Mightmare's body until only her head was left exposed. Mightmare the wienerschnitzel mummy was so tightly breaded she couldn't move if she wanted to.

"NGHH!! GNHMNN!! SO...this is the wienerschnitzel?" said Mightmare.  "What's next? OH DEAR...dont tell me an oven is coming??" 

Worse was yet to come, as the podium suddenly tipped backwards, causing Mightmare to fall onto what she hadn't previously realized was a giant frying pan. She at least didn't get hurt by the fall, thanks to being so cushioned by the bread wrapping. Her safety was greatly called into question by the melted butter pouring from above onto pan, coating her liberally as well.

"Ok frying pan was my second option. HELP!" Mightmare shouted.

A loud clicking noise indicated that the giant heating elements underneath the frying pan had been ignited. Mightmare realized that her journey from superheroine to wienerschnitzel was nearly complete, and she struggled to escape her bread cocoon before she was cooked.

Dr. Doktor laughed at her delectable captive's struggles. With the villainess and her team of interchangeable henchmen standing around watching the Schnitzel-mare, all seemed hopeless. But then suddenly one of the henchmen, the ugly one, cried out in shock as something shot out of the shadows and knocked his weapon out of his grip. That something turned out to be a bone-shaped boomerang thrown with expert precision. The next dozen bonerangs that disarmed the remaining henchmen provided an adequate demonstration of their versatility. The unseen attacker might have run out of projectiles, because the next thing that hit the ugliest goon was a boot. The boot contained a foot, and attached to that foot was the magnificent Nightpaw; canine scourge of criminals everywhere and romantically attached partner of the beautiful Mightmare.

"Nobody turns my girl into German food!" Nightpaw shouted.

"Stop him you fools!!" Dr. Doktor shouted as she watched her henchmen ineffectually try to stop the superhero.

The muscular hound in the tight black latex suit did a really impressive backflip, landing heavily onto the handle of the giant frying pan, causing its contents to fly off the hot panels. Nightpaw caught the lightly-toasted superheroine schnitzel in his arms, getting grease all over his suit, which only added to the sexy sheen.

"I thought we agreed on Chinese food for dinner," said Nightpaw cheekily.

"I didn't order this," Mightmare replied. "I didn't even know what a schniiiitzel was before now!"

"We'd better skip out on this dish, then" said Nigthpaw and with a flex of his mightly (and quite well oiled) muscles, broke the bread exterior, releasing Mightmare.

Naked, and quite stiff, Mightmare was ready for some exercise. And she definitely got it, as Mightmare and Nightpaw joined together and beat up all of the remaining henchmen in sexy choreographed style.

Unfortunately, Dr. Doktor managed to escape during the fight scene. At least the guinea pigs were now safe, and the villainess was now down one evil hideout and a bunch of goons. Mightmare and Nightpaw would surely face her again, in ever more sexy and stimulating perils...

COMING SOON:
NIGHTPAW Vs POISON IVAN