"Welcome one and all to Hailey's Retro Roller Derby!! Our special Halloween edition!" The smooth dulcet tones pulsed over the pounding music, amid the flashing lights that lit up writhing, moving forms that filled that twilight space. The many forms flitting about the track were dressed to impress, all manner of Halloween costumes interspersed with nearly a third of the individuals who were geared up as stereotypical roller derby geeks, dressed in their retro costumes which ranged from classic 70s chic, through 80s punk, to even well into the 2000s and 2010s. The definition of retro being rather...flexible, here at Hailey's Derby.

Yet high above them all, in the control booth that was suspended over the massive indoor roller rink, things were not altogether groovy, cool, or chilled. They were in fact, rather...tense.

"MMMGNGHP!!" The aforementioned Hailey, a pale girl who adored dressing in tight black leather, dark eyeliner, and stomping many-strapped goth boots, was terrifically angry, thrashing about in her tight leather bonds. Made all the more humiliating in that many of the belts which restrained her here were her own, purloined from her stash that she kept here in case a sudden costume change was required. She was seated on a plush chair, arms and legs tightly strapped up, and her mouth packed full with several pairs of her own panties...with yet another soft leather belt used to pack and secure her gag firmly in place. She was as yet ungagged...and she glared fiery rage at the figure who stood in front of her, leaning back from the announcement where she had used Hailey's pre-programmed greeting.

"Oh come now darling, surely you're thrilled to be participating in this grand design!" The figure paced closer, revealing herself to be wearing elegant evening attire, yet in a fetish style. A long flowing dress was black latex instead of anything that might be seen at a normal formal occasion. Her hands were covered in spotless white gloves, also in latex, and a finely crafted domino mask made to look like a raven, with close cut feathers in laid along the sides of her head completed the look. She paced calmly from the controls over the where Hailey thrashed and yelled muffled curses, and placed her hands on top of Hailey's forearms, leaning in until her face was little more than six inches from Hailey's own, her generous breasts directly in front of Hailey's face.

"On this most hallowed of nights, the energies and magical potential of this rotten city become so ripe that all manner of rituals are possible," the woman that Hailey had recognized as The Raven crooned, one hand caressing her forearm, the other planted now right beside Hailey's head. Still the woman's breasts were enticingly close, practically crying out to be touched...toyed with...used to bury her face into and forget the world...yet Hailey had kept up to speed enough on the superheroes and supervillains of the region to know that following those instincts would land her in a world of trouble. Behind her, she knew, other figures lurked. Minions and lackeys of the Raven, here to assist her in some dark and arcane ritual.

"All that potent energy bleeding forth from the young, the bold, the vivacious, the reckless..." the Raven sighed in delighted contentment, the motion doing such interesting things to her bosom that Hailey found herself staring for a moment, her muffle diatribe momentarily halted. The woman continued, her hand now caressing Hailey's thighs, dancing over and around the thick belts that kept her secured, "It was so sporting of you to gather them all in one place, all here to work out, to preen, to entice...to fuck." the woman purred the last word, leaning in a little more, "all the potent energy...and it shall be properly used tonight. Tonight they are going to give me every last scrap of their very essences. I shall drain them...and use the energies from that most potent of rituals to finally rid this city of every last superhero that has ever dared to cross me."

Despite the terror inspired by the words, the woman's tone was that of a crooning, seductive lover...and her actions matched the tone, as she slowly sat side-saddle on Hailey's lap, and pressed a deep and erotic kiss onto her gagged lips. Hailey groaned despite herself, writhing in her belts and blushing fiercely as the villain cackled a triumphant laugh, "As for you darling, I rather like your spunk and style. I think you'll make a fine little pet. Someone I can keep chained to my throne, writhing around in leather."

The Raven smiled, tracing a finger over Hailey's face, "Now for this next part, I really don't need distractions, so we're going to play a little game."

Hailey warily glared at her, and the woman let out another triumphant cackle, "It's called Last Breath. A delightful little breathplay game. If you can stay conscious for more than two minutes, I'll let you watch while I enthrall, enslave, and enervate every last soul in this building except for you. If you can't make it...well, you'll just wake up wearing my collar, kneeling next to my throne. Perhaps I'll even spare one of the heroines who I fancy. Lady Starlight perhaps? All that delightful purple would complement your black quite well."

The Raven drew closer, gripping the back of Hailey's head. All of Hailey's vision became simply filled with the woman's partially latex covered breasts. She struggled and growled and raged against her bonds...but couldn't stop herself from being pulled down into the pillowy embrace of the soft warm flesh. She moaned, squirming in place, and the grip on her head tightened. She heard the first shadowy whispers, the rumours of the Raven's power now becoming ever more evident as the room cooled. As the force holding her in place became far too powerful to resist at all.

Hailey let out a despairing and very muffled moan, twinning together with the Raven's villainous cackle. The latex clad woman keeping her face buried between her breasts, easily winning her game. Soon enough the poor owner of the roller derby was slumped into the chair, hanging limply in her bonds, unconscious but breathing freely as the Raven finally drew back. A small twirl and a black as pitch collar materialized around the girl's throat, joining together without seam or lock, fastened permanently in place.

The Raven smiled, stood...and then frowned as she sensed something awry.

Then the roof was opened up to the evening air...very very suddenly.

"Halt Evildoer!" The booming command sounded out, drawing the attention of those skating below. The Raven glanced up, an irritated moue on her face as she beheld the silver and purple form of Lady Starlight, "Step back from the abyss Raven, its not too late for you!"

"Ah my dear, dear Starlight," the Raven chuckled wryly, twitching her fingers, summoning a spiraling coruscating ball of utter darkness. Ravening chaos held in the palm of her hand. Normally a rather energy intensive process...but not tonight. Not on Halloween, surrounded by such lush sources of energy, "Not today. Today, I think you'll find you've met your match!!"

With the last word she flung the energy towards Lady Starlight, who was forced to frantically dodge, before the Raven twirled around, throwing out a mental command and a complicated series of movements with both hands. A small portal that joined together the location with the Raven's hideaway momentarily appeared, and Hailey's form toppled soundlessly backwards, disappeared into the ether. However this fight went, the Raven was guaranteed some fun later with the fiery young lady. Then she turned back, just in time to throw up a shield as Lady Starlight plunged towards her, a manic grin flashing across her face at the righteous fury on the heroine's face. If only Starlight could have found her way into a compromising position. If only the Raven could find any hint of her actual identity and capture her. It would make things far easier to have an enslaved and broken superheroine to do her bidding.

Then again, never say never. Perhaps tonight was the night she finally succeeded...

God but she loved her job.