(Author's note: The Welsh folklore terms used here, in italics, are too complex to be explained in one or two words or in the context of the story, and aren't familiar to a lot of people. If you want more information than the context presents, I suggest you look up the words at http://www.google.com for more detailed explanations).
Some people in England's west country south of Liverpool gasp in surprise as a lovely blonde, dressed in shiny silver armor, flies across the coast, carrying a large man clad in black. The woman, none other than Supergirl, is wearing a magically-endowed suit of armor instead of her familiar blue, red and yellow costume. She's now clad in a highly-polished set of armor. Metal plates cover the front half of her body from her neckline to below her crotch and her back from her neck down to below her buttocks. The armor plates seem to hug her body like a spandex workout suit, accentuating her curves and breasts. The two plates are bound together by silver chains, showing skin between the plates. Long silver gauntlets reaching up almost to her shoulders cover her hands and arms and boots cover her legs to the middle of her thighs. Her companion, Batman, wears his normal costume except his cowl and cape have been replaced by a magically-enhanced shiny metal helmet.
The two mighty heroes came to England to help Britannia, an English superheroine with mystical powers, battle some unnamed 'great evil'. Toward that end, she sent them to the Isle of Man to retrieve a Christian relic, the Cup of Peace of St. Olaf. The armor was to protect the duo from magic-users and magic traps while on the quest. At least, that was the 'stated' reason for the armor. Actually, Britannia used it to secretly siphon energy from the blonde's super body and to steal intelligence from Batman's mighty brain. Eventually, the armor replaced what it stole - eventually!
Britannia also forced the two to have intercourse, to complete the transfer of their strength and intelligence to the witch. Then she made them forget what had happened. Eventually, the magic armor restored most of what was taken. Only time will heal them the rest of the way. Each has a vague awareness that something odd happened to them at the end of their quest, something which neither is willing to discuss with the other.
So they fly silently across the countryside toward Stonehenge, the pre-Druid stone circle in southern England and gateway to Britannia's lair. Batman carries a small crystal cup, encrusted with mud and gunk after lying for centuries in a hidden faery cave on the Isle of Man.
"Nnnh, gotta
"Me too," Batman replies, sagging against a nearby tree. "I don't remember ... anything after that tunnel got ... smaller. Did we ever meet that ... fairy Britannia mentioned?"
"I ... I think we did," Supergirl replies, raising her head to look at Batman. Suddenly she feels an ache in her womanhood as her eyes pass over Batman's crotch. "Uh, mmn, I ... I remember a big room with you on the floor and some woman floating over you. I think I ... I ... I went past her and got that mug you're holding. I don't remember, uh, remember much after that."
"That's more than I recall. I wonder what really happened?" Batman also aches in the groin but is too much of a gentleman to massage his aching manhood in front of this young woman. So he suffers in magnificent silence.
"Well, we got out and we got the cup. I call that a win," Supergirl says, finally rising to her feet. Fatigue lines her otherwise youthful face, as if she's a normal young woman who's been awake for a week. Her lustrous blond tresses hang in ropy clumps around the sides and rear of her head as if she hasn't seen a comb or a shower in a week, either. As she reaches for Batman, he lets her silver-clad arm wrap around his waist and together the duo leap into the air, flying toward Stonehenge.
Some time later, the two heroes arrive at the historic site and land atop one of the lintel stones spanning the tops of two other stones. With great fatigue in her voice, Supergirl says "Britannia" in a soft voice and ...
... the duo materialize in Britannia's lair, an illusion of an English peasant's cottage (well, if the peasant read a lot and played around with magic, that is). Both Supergirl and Batman gasp when they see the English Enchantress rise from her chair to greet them. Britannia has changed her appearance - from that of a thin, 40-ish white-haired woman of 5'8" to a buff, busty raven-haired 20-something beauty of 5'10" or 11". Just before the English witch settles back into her overstuffed chair, the duo marvel at her figure. Her skin-tight white unitard seems ready to burst its seams from well-defined muscles in her legs and arms and her "six-pack" abs. The British flag hanging sideways down the front of her costume seems to be badly warped by her 38C breasts. The duo can't help but stare at the lovely vision as the witch sits down again. Her hood and cloak are back on a coat tree in one corner and her famous "Isle Sceptre" (a magic wand) is on a small table beside her chair. Black knee-high leather buccaneer boots are on her feet. As she assumes a lotus position in her chair, she rests her white gloves on her thighs. The leather gloves reach above her elbows and seem to fade into the whiteness of her unitard.
"Britannia!" Supergirl exclaims, "what ... what happened to you?" The Maid of Might plops into a stuffed chair across from the witch. Batman also drops into a seat.
"As I told you, my friend, whilst you and Batman went after the Cup of Peace, I had to prepare to combat this rising evil," the witch says, hoping that the duo might buy a half-truth.
"But ... but you ... you're so much younger ... more fit!" Supergirl gushes. "Now you look like you could 'clean and jerk' a Ford Explorer©. I thought I would handle any combat and you would handle the magic side. Looks like you could handle both!"
"Indeed. I am, ah, much stronger now, of course," Britannia says, "but I'm far from your, uh, your ... I say, Kara, you appear to be somewhat fatigued."
"'Somewhat'?" the Maid of Might echoes, with a tired laugh. "More like A LOT!"
"Er, ah, certainly," the sorceress says. "Perhaps we can alleviate that problem a bit later, hmmm? Oh, I say, I must also ask why you two took so long to complete your quest."
"So long?" the Dark Knight snorts, "we left late yesterday afternoon and returned early today!" he adds, a bit confused at the rapidly occurring and magical events since he and Supergirl left Metropolis - what was it, yesterday?
"I'm afraid you are mistaken, my new friend," the witch says, shaking her head.
"You've really been gone now for two weeks! That cave must be like Annwn, the
Welsh underworld or spirit land. Time in Annwn moves at a very different rate
than here in the real world. Why, today is in fact the last day of April
"But ... but how ..." the Girl of Steel stammers.
"Tonight!" Batman exclaims. "We're both exhausted, Britannia! We need time to rest. Supergirl here barely made it back to here and my head still aches from whatever happened in that cave!"
"I feel as drained as I did after we beat the Triad*," Supergirl admits. "I feel like I have about half my energy and powers left, Britannia."
"Then let us try something to help you, my friend," Britannia replies, smiling. "This worked somewhat poorly when we tried it once before* - shall we see if we're more successful this time?" The witch moves to Supergirl's chair, leans down and puts one hand on each side of Supergirl's head (who squirms when she feels the witch's gloves touch her skin - she is pathologically uncomfortable around magic users). Uttering some arcane chant, the witch's hands begin to glow and seem to radiate energy into the Maid of Might's head. Her blond tresses start to fly away from her head like she's experiencing severe static shock. Her eyes close slightly and she moans in a low, sultry voice as the English Enchantress tries to channel the sun's rays into the girl's body.
After about five minutes, the witch stops. The last time this was tried, the Enchantress was exhausted and had to send Supergirl away. This time, the witch seems almost unaffected by the channeling of solar radiation into Supergirl's body. And Supergirl feels much more refreshed with the 'charge'. "Mmnnn, I feel a lot better," she says, stretching her arms back behind her head.
Next Britannia moves to the side of Batman's chair and places one hand on the side of his head, against the silver helmet still there. "Sleep" the sorceress commands and Batman immediately falls into a deep slumber, snoring slightly as his head lies back against the top of his chair.
Britannia returns to her cushy seat and looks at the reinvigorated Maid of Might. "I believe we can let him sleep a few hours - mayhap he'll feel better," the English Enchantress says, smiling, to the Girl of Steel. "Whilst our valiant knight rests, perhaps you can make the first move against our foe?"
"Just who IS our foe?" Supergirl asks, feeling more refreshed and invigorated. The yellow sun radiation which Britannia channelled into Supergirl's body has re-energized her and considerably reduced the fatigue which was visible on her lovely face.
"I'm not entirely certain, Supergirl," the witch replies. "I suspect one of three people - well, 'beings' would be a more appropriate word for them."
"What do you want me to do, then?" Supergirl asks the English Enchantress.
The witch waves her hands and a relief map of Wales appears in the air in front of the Maid of Might. As the witch speaks, areas of the map shine brightly, highlighting the places mentioned. A smaller copy of the map, written on very ancient parchment, appears on Supergirl's lap. "Mount Snowdon, which is just here on the western coast of Wales, is in fact a large cairn or pile of stones covering the body of Tegid, an evil giant slain by King Arthur. Glaslyn Lake, here on the mountain, is inhabitated by an afanc or water dragon. It has no magical powers but you must battle the beast, or contrive to somehow get past it to an underwater entrance to a cave, deep below the lake's surface. This cave is actually Tegid's burial place. Follow the cave upward until you find a spear beside the monster's body. The spear, given magical attributes by Merlin, was used by Arthur to slay the beast."
"Do you think I can get past the dragon without killing it?" the compassionate Maid of Might asks, changing the subject.
"Truthfully, no, I do not," Britannia replies. "But although the beast is not capable of surviving outside the lake, neither is the beast worthy of being left alive, as we know the term. In fact, do not hesitate to destroy the foul creature if you can."
"We'll see," Supergirl replies grimly, resolving not to kill the beast if possible.
"After you get the spear, fly down south along the coast to this cave ... here, at Freni-Fawr. It's an entrance to a large cave which is home to a clan of faeries. We will enlist their aid against the foe."
"Well, just let me change back into my ..." Supergirl says, rising from her seat.
"Not into your costume, my dear!" Britannia says abruptly, rising to her feet and grabbing one of Supergirl's silver-clad wrists. "Keep your armor - it may offer some small protection in the coming battles, Kara. In fact," the woman says, turning to remove the silver helmet from Batman's head. His cowl magically reappears on his head. "You should take this, as well," the witch continues. "It will help you see magical beings and traps." The sorceress takes the helmet and lowers it over Supergirl's head. Once again the helmet seems to shrink to fit - it covers Supergirl's head down to the bottom of her neck in back, below her ears on either side of her head. Wide chunks of metal on the front side edges of her head run down past the outside edges of her eyes and join with the metal covering her ears. Finally, a single silver panel covers her nose leaving wide upside-down "U" shapes extending downward from each eyebrow. A small portion of her luxurious blond tresses hangs over her neck and shoulders from the bottom of the helmet.
"I'm still not firing on all eight cylinders, Britannia," the Girl of Tomorrow admits. "Do you think I can do the job in my weakened state?"
"Of course, darling," the witch replies, moving closer to the Maid of Might. "More than enough, I should hope!"
Supergirl looks at the witch, who's now standing so close the tips of their boots touch. The Girl of Steel arches an eyebrow, then sighs and resigns herself to wearing the britannia-metal armor. "I don't think the armor helped much on the Isle," she tells the witch in a soft, trembling voice. Britannia's new appearance makes her an extremely attractive woman and Supergirl's emotions, her new feelings about women as lovers, are in turmoil.
"Quite the contrary! It was more helpful than you can imagine, my dear sweet friend," the witch says, moving closer to Supergirl and wrapping her arms around the heroine's shoulders. The two women's breasts brush against each other and their lips are just inches apart. The Girl of Steel feels uncomfortable being this close and personal with the witch but is also inexplicably drawn to the English Enchantress. Seconds feel like hours as the two women look into each other's eyes. The witch's head slowly moves forward and her lips touch lightly upon Supergirl's lips. After making tentative contact, each woman slowly opens her mouth and their tongues begin to fence with each other. Deep sighs and moans fill the room as their bodies crush together, mashing Supergirl's invulnerable breasts into the sorceress' now-larger breasts. Finally, with a deep sigh, the witch stops the kiss but continues to press her breasts against Supergirl's. Strong, confusing feelings surge through the blonde's body and force her to sway slightly. She feels a slight wetness between her legs. With a sad look on her face, the sorceress says, "Perhaps you'd best leave now, Supergirl, whilst there's still some light left."
Visibly shaken by this intimate moment with the witch, confused about her feelings about it, and saddened somewhat that it has ended, Supergirl dully nods her head ...
... and reappears on the lintel stone at Stonehenge. Taking a deep breath (in part to clear her head), the silver-clad Girl of Steel leaps into the air and heads toward the Welsh coast.
Less than an hour later, as the sun sets over Ireland to the west, the Girl of Steel approaches Mount Snowdon in northwestern Wales. As she nears the peak, her super vision scans ahead, searching for Glaslyn Lake. Just as she spots the lake, she also spots a shimmering ... 'presence' ... on the lower slope of the mountain on its south side. Upon closer inspection by her super vision, the Maid of Might determines that the object is a four-inch high humanoid, dressed in a shining gossamer dress. The wee figure is running downhill, hotly pursued by a pack of large black dogs, baying like hunting hounds.
"Great Rao!" the Girl of Steel gasps as one hound nearly eats the small figure. "The spear will have to wait!" With no hesitation, America's Darling dives down toward the fleeing "faery" and snatches her/it off the ground, just an inch ahead of one of the dogs' fangs.
"Oh, thank you, THANK YOU, mistress!" the wee creature gushes as the Girl of Steel gains altitude, leaving the baying hounds behind. Oddly, the baying gets louder the farther away the Girl of Tomorrow gets from the dogs. Supergirl ignores this quirk of nature and turns her attention on the tiny figure in her left glove.
"That was mighty close!" Supergirl says. "What WERE those things? I thought they were dogs but ..."
"Those were cwn annwn," the faery answers, "The hounds of the otherworld - the faery world, mistress. Very dangerous!"
"Well, then we'd best get you far away from here, right?" Supergirl says. "Where are you going? Can I give you a lift?"
"Oh, YES, mistress, that would be sooo helpful!" the little figure says. It's obviously some kind of faery and probably female. "My name is Anwyn, mistress ..."
"Supergirl, Anwyn, not 'mistress' - I just want to be your friend!"
"Yes, mistr ... uh, Supergirl," the faery replies. "I need to go there (she points to a hill to the south) to Dinas Emrys to meet a, uh, a friend."
"Okay," Supergirl replies, smiling at her tiny friend, "let's see if we can't get you there in, ah, in 'the twinkling of an eye'!"
"Time to wake up, my valiant knight," Britannia says in a soothing voice to the Dark Knight. One gloved hand slides down the left side of Batman's cowl, across his cheek, and cups his chin. The English Enchantress leans forward and presses her lips against Batman's. As he regains consciousness, his lips involuntarily open when the sorceress forces her tongue between them and aggressively kisses the hero. When Batman plants a gloved hand on the woman's shoulder to push her away, the witch disengages and pulls her head a few inches away from the man's.
"I see we shall have to do this the hard way," she says sternly.
"What do you mean?" a confused Caped Crusader asks, still trying to clear the cobwebs from his brain.
"I mean to 'have' you, my wonderful new friend," the witch says with a wicked tone in her voice. "I haven't had a REAL man in centuries, Batman, and you are just too irresistible."
"Uh, I don't think so, Britannia," Batman says, putting his other hand on the woman's other shoulder. As he begins to push her away, she says a few softly-spoken words and the Dark Knight's hands fall down onto the arms of his chair. His eyes glaze over and his body goes limp under her sorcerous influence.
"I really hoped that you might be a willing participant, my dark knight," she says sadly, caressing his muscled chest, "but either way, I WILL have you!" she finishes in a deep, growling voice. Her hands move swiftly and deftly to bare his crotch and stomach, as she did in the faery cave*. Moments later, she utters a few arcane phrases and Batman's manhood suddenly begins to grow to an incredible size.
She says a few more words in a long-dead tongue and her unitard disappears, leaving her wearing just her mask, gauntlets and boots. As Batman's magically-enhanced tool virtually throbs and pulses in front of her, the witch reaches two fingers between her legs and aggressively teases her clit and vagina. Her other hand roughly caresses one breast, squeezing it together into a tight, compact lump. She also squeezes each nipple as they fill with blood from her quick arousal. In seconds, the witch is well-lubricated and moaning softly from her own handiwork. "Your turn, my lord," the woman says as she sits in Batman's chair, one knee on either side of his hips. She adjusts his position, then slowly lowers her tight pussy down onto his immense man-meat.
"OOOOHHHHH GGRREEAATT MMMMMERRRLINNN'S BEEAARRRDD!" she exclaims as Batman's tool is forced into her love canal. With just two inches of him in her, she almost swoons from the sensation, a sensation she hasn't felt in centuries. And there's still at least ten more inches to go! She backs off, then presses onward, impaling herself on more of his manhood. Again she moans deeply and has to back off. Two more inches! Again and again she presses downward, then pulls back when she feels like she can't fit any more of his tool into her tight snatch. Finally, she screams triumphantly when she puts his entire twelve inches inside her body. Her eyes close and she again begins to lose consciousness.
The witch mutters an arcane phrase and her head clears. "Now, my dark stallion!" she says, bracing both hands on Batman's chest. She proceeds to buck up and down on the man's tool, faster and faster as her libido takes control of her conscious actions. Batman's blank gaze begins to clear as he starts to regain consciousness. The sensations assailing his body are obviously reviving the man, but the sorceress again clouds his mind until his pupils close into tight black pinpoints. He moans from the intense pleasure but is otherwise dead to the world.
"Yes ... yes ... YES ... YESYESYES!" Britannia screams when her body begins to shudder uncontrollably from a massive orgasm (her first in over 400 years!). Batman's tool remains erect and inside the woman, so she continues her wild ride, bucking up and down on the Dark Knight's hips. A second and even a third mighty orgasm rips through her body before Batman's huge cock finally erupts. His tool pumps a massive volume of jism into the woman, causing much to spill out and run down her legs, onto his hips and the chair beneath them. His juices spur her to two more orgasms. The woman finally collapses onto the Dark Knight's chest, panting and gasping for air. Satiated at last, Britannia lies on the man's torso, her head beside his cowled head. She can feel him getting smaller inside her, but even flaccid, he's still a respectable five inches long and maybe one inch wide.
"Ohhhh, my word," she gasps, "th-that was ... indescribable! Rest, my love, your task is completed, I hope," she says, waving a hand over his head, causing his eyes to close and pushing him into a deeper sleep. "I must needs rest myself after that!" Another quick wave of her hand and their love juices vanish from both of their bodies and from the chair. Her eyes slowly close and soon both are snoring lightly in the chair, his tool still lining her love canal.
"Where do you want me to land?" the Girl of Steel asks the small creature riding in her hand.
"Just there, Supergirl, near that cave below the fort!" the faery replies. "That is Dinas Emrys. The cave below those ruins is a home to wee folk such as myself."
"I can see it!" the surprised Maid of Might says. The magic helmet allows her to see the magically-hidden entrance to the cave. Supergirl flexes her powerful leg muscles and dives toward the cave, landing gently outside the hidden entrance.
"Won't you come in, Supergirl?" the faery pleads as she's put on the ground by the Maid of Might. "I'm sure my queen would like to reward you for your kindness."
"Well, I'm on an important mission, Anwyn ..."
"It will delay you but a moment, Mistress - please, please come inside! I know my queen would meet with you!"
"Well, okay, just for a little bit, though," Supergirl says resignedly, smiling at the small creature. "I could use a few minutes to rest up after flying here and rescuing you, I guess." She follows the faery into the cave. As they pass through the magical wards covering the entrance, the Girl of Steel feels an odd tingling on her skin where it's touched by the cold metal of her armor.
After a short walk, the pair enters a large chamber. Along the walls are small niches which seem to hold hundreds of the wee folk, of six or seven varieties - faeries, pixies, brownies and so on. A more detailed look by Kara through her magical helmet reveals that the beings are in fact trapped in their niches by magic barriers across the entrances!
At the far end of the chamber is a large throne, carved from the living rock, with a woman dressed like a female Robin Hood. She has brown hair streaked with white highlights and is about 5'6" tall, with perky little breasts peeking over the top of a leather bustier. A small cap like a Scotsman's beret rests on her head. A leather skirt covers the middle of her body. Green tights run down her long legs, ending in brown ankle boots. The woman rises and moves toward Supergirl and the faery, extending a hand toward the Maid of Might.
"I bid you welcome to Dinas Emrys," the woman says, smiling at the silver-clad Girl of Steel. "I am Alyssa, daughter of Gwyn ap Nudd, known to humans as Arawn, the last great king of the underworld. I see that my wee ellylldan did her job well, luring you here to my home. You may go, now, Anwyn." With that, the small creature reveals previously-hidden wings on its back and flees from the cavern as fast as it can fly, no longer held captive like the other wee folk. As Supergirl looks back at the wee creature, suddenly flying away, and wonders why it RAN from the dogs, Alyssa mutters a few words in a soft voice. When she finishes, the Maid of Might briefly experiences dizziness and her vision blurs briefly.
"How are you called," the woman asks, moving closer to the Maid of Might. She grabs Supergirl's gauntlet and pulls the heroine with her toward a dark nook in the back of the cave. The Girl of Steel finds herself unable to resist the stranger. As they near the nook, Alyssa puts her hand around Kara's shoulder and begins to caress the blonde's neck below the line of her helmet.
"Uh, my ... uh, my name is ... Supergirl," Kara stammers, her mind becoming more fuzzy by the minute as the strange woman pulls her into the dark nook. The fingers caressing her neck are soooo disorienting for the heroine. She almost falls over in the dark nook. "Where ... uh, where are ... mmmnn ..." Supergirl says numbly - the hand on her neck feels marvelous. Suddenly she can feel herself being moved around by the strange woman and she's unable to resist! Her arms are raised and spread away from her body, then something goes around each wrist. Next her legs are spread apart and Supergirl can feel her ankles being bound to some object. Her belly rubs against a metal post.
"You are wearing Boadicea's armor, aren't you," the woman asks in a soft, sultry voice beside Supergirl's ear. The Maid of Might nods her head. "Few are given such an honor by that insolent witch. And what's she calling herself these days?"
"Brit ... Britannia," Supergirl says. Her dulled mind can't grasp what's going on, but she does realize she needs to flee this place, but this Alyssa is so ... intriguing!
"I could sense both the armor and your own incredible power from the moment you arrived in the area," Alyssa says, running her hand along the bottom of the plate covering Supergirl's back. Alyssa easily pulls up on the plate. As she does so, the chain running between Supergirl's legs, holding the two plates together, brushes roughly against her clit and vagina. Several times the strange woman pulls upward on the plate, digging the chain into Supergirl's nether regions, again and again.
"Unnnhh," Supergirl cries out as the strange metal chains cut into her womanhood. "Stop ... please stop ... what you're ... doing!" she pants as the rubbing chain begins to stir her libido. Suddenly the chain snaps and the bottom part of the plate covering her back bends upward, baring her buttocks. The Girl of Steel struggles to break her bonds but there must be powerful magicks holding her in place. And why is her mind so foggy? She's having a hard time even thinking about her mission to get Arthur's spear. All she knows is that her body is pressed against the metal frame and she's stretched into some obscene 'X' shape, and for some reason she isn't even upset by this! It's like her will to resist has evaporated!
"Your arrival here is fortuitous, Supergirl," Alyssa continues, pressing her back against the taller heroine. "I've been working for years on a special project and I'm finally near the end. I've been in need of a powerful source of energy to finish my project, and here you are! I was going to use all those faery folk in the outer cavern but now I think you can help me more! Look you, with the right spells, I can use that armor you're wearing to draw enough power from you and your armor to raise ... well, bring back an old friend, as it were. And you may even help me with ...other needs, my lovely."
"No ... please, don't ... don't do that," Supergirl moans weakly. Alyssa merely smiles at the trapped Girl of Steel and turns away for a moment, to grab something from a nearby table.
"Ohhh, my head ..." Batman moans as he struggles back to consciousness. "What ... Britannia?" he snorts when he senses that the witch is lying on his body. And she's - she's NUDE! And HE'S IN HER!!! "Britannia, wake up!" Batman says, shaking the woman's shoulders. He realizes that they must have had sex together, but he has no memory of it. As he raises the woman off his body, his tool slurps upon withdrawal from the woman. The bottom of his costume is open, his manhood revealed in all its drippy glory! Again the Dark Knight vigorously shakes the witch until her eyes finally begin to flutter as she struggles to awaken.
"Ooohh, where ..." the witch says, putting a gauntletted hand to the side of her mask. "BATMAN!" she shrieks as she suddenly realizes that she slept too long. "I can explain ..."
"I don't think you can, witch," he says angrily, pushing her off his body. As the English Enchantress stands before Batman, dressed only in her mask, gauntlets and boots, the Dark Knight covers himself by closing his costume. As he rises to his feet, Britannia mutters a brief phrase and suddenly Batman's eyes glaze over. A quick wave of her hand and she's again clad in her unitard. Her cape and cowl have left their station on the hat tree and now adorn her back.
"Well, that was good - not perfect, but very, very good," Britannia says smugly to herself, recalling her ride on the American. "I only hope it's worked!" She retrieves her fabled "Isle Sceptre" from the table beside her chair and places it on the side of Batman's head. "Remember only that we are very good friends, my valiant knight, and occasionally think of me fondly. Forget our little romp, forget that you awoke with me lying on you, but remember that I am a woman you care for and whom you could love." The sceptre flares briefly and Batman's eyes come back into focus.
"Where were we?" he asks, as if nothing had happened since he went to sleep some while back. "Where's Kara?"
"Whilst you slept I sent her on a mission to northern Wales," the witch says, lying about her secret plans. Plans involving the Maid of Might as bait. The witch moves over to her chair and sits in it, crossing her legs, resting boot heels on each thigh.
"What about us?" Batman asks, dropping back into his chair. Again he aches in his groin. The pain causes him to wince as he sits down. Suddenly a tray with pastries, a cup of coffee, cream, and sugar floats toward the Cowled Crusader. He takes just the coffee and adds a bit of cream to it and the tray disappears. "Thanks," he grunts, sipping the hot brew. "I feel a lot better after that rest and this coffee," he tells Britannia, ignoring the pain in his groin. And why does it feel wet and sticky down there?
"After Kara retrieves something in the northern part of Wales near Mount Snowdon, she will meet with us here at Freni-Fawr (another large map appears in front of Batman, floating in the air, with the geographic points highlighted as the witch names them). It's an entrance to a large cave which is home to a clan of faeries. We will enlist their aid against our foe."
"I should have gone with her," Batman says. Suddenly he realizes he's again wearing his own cowl and cape. "What happened to that helmet I had on?" he asks, worried that the witch now knows his secret identity.
"I gave it to Kara, my ebony warrior," Britannia says, smiling at Batman. "She had more of a need for it. As soon as the helmet came off your head, your cowl returned. We saw nothing, I assure you."
"Now, Batman, here's my plan," the witch continues. "Whilst Supergirl is in northern Wales, we will fly to Pistyll Teilo, here near Carmarthen Bay. The water from the waterfall here has long been thought to have healing properties. When combined with the Cup of Peace of St. Olaf, it becomes holy water which can destroy evil - evil defined as anything not Christian. Thus I need you to carry the relic, fill it from the waterfall, and carry it until we meet our foe. Then you can toss it on her and defeat her."
"Her? You still haven't told us who we're fighting," Batman asks the witch.
"Because I'm still not sure, my dear. There are three possibilities. One is the Crone, one aspect of the triple goddess in Welsh folklore. She represents old age or death, winter, the end of all things, the waning of the Moon, and all destruction that precedes regeneration through her cauldron of rebirth. She hasn't involved herself in human affairs for the last two or three centuries, though, as the 'old ways' were no longer followed by the most of the Welsh. She would be the most powerful foe but I don't think she's involved. The faeries at Freni-Fawr will know if she's making mischief.
"The second possibility is Morgan Le Fay, King Arthur's half-sister. She's an utterly evil witch, very powerful, with a great hatred for England. We last battled some five hundred years ago and after a great struggle I managed to bind her to a tree buried deep in a cavern in Wales under Bryn Myrddin. It's rumored to be where Merlin is imprisoned but it is actually where I bound Le Fay. I thought the irony was quite good, actually. If she has somehow escaped my wards, she will be a dangerous foe, adept with powerful magicks.
"The last possibility is Alyssa, princess of Annwyn, the Welsh otherworld. It is a land rich with faeries and other magical creatures. Alyssa's father, Arawn, was a good king. Upon his 'death', she was restricted to remaining in Annwyn the rest of her days. She wants freedom to extend her realm to include our world and to break out of her limited realm. If she moves too soon, she would lose many of her powers. So she needs beings to do her bidding. She needs to use dark magick to raise warriors for an army to capture this world."
"So, how do we know who it is?" Batman asks. He begins to wonder if Britannia actually DOES have a plan.
"We shall first get the holy water, then check Le Fay at Bryn Myrddin, and finally meet up with Kara at Freni-Fawr, where we will ask the faery folk about the Crone and Alyssa." Britannia doesn't mention that if Supergirl fails to meet them at Freni-Fawr, it's because she's been captured by Alyssa, as the English Enchantress planned.
"Then let's roll," Batman says, rising to his feet. He crosses the small room and retrieves the Cup of Peace. He grabs a cloth on the table and wraps it around the cup, to protect it. The witch crosses over to him, places an arm around his waist and ...
... they materialize atop the lintel stone. Tourists gasp at the sudden appearance of the duo, and again when Britannia uses the Isle Sceptre to take both of them into the air, bound for southern Wales. Batman is somewhat amazed that the woman has the strength to fly and hold him, unaware that she's using magic to keep him beside her. She doesn't need her arm around his waist - she WANTS it there, to remind her of the tremendous sex they had a few hours ago. And the Gothamite is surprised that HE wants HER arm around his waist. He slips his hand around her waist, under her cloak, and smiles slightly.
"Let me go!" Supergirl commands, struggling feebly to burst the bonds holding her to this cold metal frame. Suddenly Alyssa removes the helmet from Kara's head, as easily as if was barely on Kara's head. The heroine's blond tresses spill down, now freed from the tight confines of the magical helmet.
"I've been trapped down here for an extremely long time, my dear, with only those wee folk for companions - or to 'play' with. Once in a while, my ellylldans bring a human down here, but he or she only lasts an hour or two. You, though, you have so much power that I think you will not only help me revive Tegid, but you might survive long enough for us to 'play' together.
"I think you need a good combing, child," Alyssa says softly, her mouth beside Supergirl's ear. "Not only will you look better, but you'll understand how totally I control you."
The Girl of Steel starts suddenly when she feels Alyssa's fingers begin exploring her blond bush and nether lips, teasing both. Alyssa's fingers feel so good, the Maid of Might moans and her body begins to lubricate. After stimulating the Girl of Steel for several minutes, Alyssa pulls her hand away from Supergirl's crotch and begins to run the stiff bristles of a large horse curry-comb on the blonde's bush. Alyssa kneeds Supergirl's buttocks as the brush does its work. Again and again Supergirl moans from the pleasure coursing through her super body as Alyssa runs the brush across her belly, through the bush, and down her thighs, and from the hand squeezing her butt cheeks.
Suddenly Alyssa brings the brush up and smacks Supergirl's butt cheek with it, shocking the Maid of Might. She FELT that! How is such a thing possible! She's invulnerable - she's, she's Supergirl, for Pete's sake! "I just wanted you to know that both pleasure and pain, Supergirl, will generate the energy I need from you," Alyssa says, again whispering into one of the heroine's ears. "I will use BOTH to build up your emotions. Then this frame you are on will draw forth the energy those emotions create and transmit them to help me raise Tegid, the giant who sleeps beneath yon mountain. He will be an invincible ally to help me defeat the humans. I need to stir powerful emotions within you, child, and quickly. I'm happy that that you have this armor - it will increase the power you have by tenfold, at a minimum! And it will keep you alive while we use your body's energy to revive Tegid.
"Now, let's see about that combing, eh?" the faery queen says, running the stiff brush over Supergirl's blond bush. This time Alyssa presses the bristles on the comb against the Girl of Steel's bush and nether lips, digging into the latter.
"AAAOOOWWW!! Stop - STOP - it HURTS!" Supergirl cries out as the brush digs into her clit. She's INVULNERABLE!! How can a simple brush hurt her so much!? Magic must be at work here! "AAAAIIIEEEE!!" she cries as the bristles abrade her womanhood.
Alyssa drags the brush across Supergirl's vagina, digging in to abrade her clit, again and again. Supergirl begins weaping and bleating at the incredible pain in her nether regions as the faery queen savagely abuses her womanhood. She breathes faster and faster and struggles vainly against the ensorcelled cuffs binding her to the 'X' frame. Then the bristles dig even harder into her super body, causing a higher level of pain to the Maid of Might. "AAAAAHHHHH!!" she screams from the pain she feels in this most tender, intimate part of her body but she can't stop the bitch. At the same time, Alyssa tightly squeezes the blonde's butt cheeks, leaving deep dimples in the Maid of Might's butt.
"AAOOOWWW
Some of Supergirl's cum splashes onto Alyssa's hand. The queen pulls the brush out and looks at the cum-covered bristles. "My, my, my," Alyssa says. With a evil grin in her eyes, Alyssa grabs some of Supergirl's hair. It's wet and hangs in strings down the back of her head. "You know, I think you really do need your hair combed," the faery queen says to the Maid of Might. She takes the comb (still covered in Supergirl's cum) and begins brushing the heroine's hair on her head. Supergirl shudders on the 'X' frame and sobs uncontrollably. She can smell her own cum being brushed into her once-lovely golden tresses. She feels so utterly abused and humiliated by this woman who's supposed to be a faery queen or something. How can this be happening?
Batman and Britannia land on a large stone beside the waterfall at Pistyll Teilo as the sun sets off to the west. They can see Carmarthen Bay from their position. "Get the water, my friend," the witch tells the Dark Knight. "And do be careful with it, if you please! It can harm me if I'm spashed with it, you know!"
"I'll be careful," Batman replies, unwrapping the relic. "Wonder if I can get her to move to Gotham City," he muses as he climbs down to the waterfall. He leans forward and lets water from the waterfall fill the cup almost to the rim. "How long till it becomes holy water?" he asks the witch, smiling at this lovely woman.
"I'm not sure, Batman, but it cannot be long," she replies. Batman covers the cup with the cloth and holds it like a football under his left arm. He and Britannia wrap their arms around each other's waist and together they float upward and to the northwest toward Bryn Myrddyn
"Well, you're 'cumming' along nicely, Supergirl," Alyssa says, laughing at her clever pun. The Girl of Steel hangs from her bound wrists, sobbing from the pain of being 'combed' by this evil faery queen. Her crotch still throbs from the pain and her face is flushed from the humiliation of cumming during such brutal punishment. And then having her own cum combed into her hair.
"Let's see if we can get some more power from you, shall we?" the queen whispers into Supergirl's ear. "I'm still not sure whether pain or pleasure will drain the most energy from your body, child, and I'm sure that you won't tell me, eh? I thought not."
Alyssa turns back to the darkness-covered table and takes another item off it. She turns back to face the Maid of Might who's still strapped to an 'X' frame facing away from the queen. Supergirl turns her head, trying to see what new torment this faery queen has planned. An obscene and silent "oh" forms on the Maid of Might's lips when a shaft of light illuminates a thick paddle in Alyssa's hands.
The Girl of Steel tries to close her mind to what's coming - she's Supergirl! A mere paddle can't harm her, can it? She tries to relax her butt cheeks, but involuntarily tenses and clutches them at the same moment that Alyssa makes her first powerful slap <CCRRAAACCKK!!> against the Maid of Might. "AAAIIIEEEE!!" Supergirl cries as her body shakes the 'X' frame. The magicks in the paddle are more powerful than her Kryptonian skin or the magicks in her armor. Again and again Alyssa spanks the Maid of Might, causing her to shriek piteously with each strike.
"OOHHH, RAAOO NNOOO!!" she screams, "SSTTOOPPP IT, PLEASE!!" As she waits, anticipating the next strike, Supergirl suddenly gasps loudly when Alyssa puts two fingers into the blonde's vagina. As the queen's thumb teases Kara's clit, the fingers slide in and out of her pussy, causing it to lubricate again. Alyssa's other hand, meanwhile, begins to softly and tenderly caress her butt cheeks where, moments before, the paddle caused so much pain. Finally, Alyssa nuzzles the neck and left ear of the blonde. The magic healing power of the armor kicks in and quickly the red welts on her clear white cheeks are gone.
"I don't like hurting you, child," Alyssa says in a deep, lusty voice, lying to her prey, "but I DO need your power. I've almost drained the suit of its magical energy so don't expect it to protect you much longer, my dear. And apparently I get stronger emotions and hence more energy from you when I inflict pain on you, not pleasure. Well, so be it, child."
Supergirl suffers through an eternity of pain and brief pleasure. First Alyssa spanks Supergirl five, ten or some other random number of times, then stops and finger-fucks her, while caressing her butt cheeks and soothing the pain just caused. Just as the Girl of Steel reaches the threshhold of a climax, Alyssa stops and begins paddling the heroine's abused butt. Sometimes this combination causes the Girl of Steel to have a major climax. As the spankings and finger fuckings continue, the blue glow of Supergirl's armor slowly fades away as its magic drains away protecting the heroine's body until it finally glows no more.
Mount Snowdon shakes as if an earthquake is occurring. Small stones slide down the sides of the mountain. The surface of Glaslyn Lake becomes covered in ripples. Tegid the giant begins to stir.
"LET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU BITCH!!" Morgan Le Fay screams as Britannia and Batman enter the small cavern in which she's imprisoned. Her body is wrapped by roots and branches of a strange leafless tree.
"I think not, woman," Britannia replies haughtily. "I believe the world fares better with your mischief constrained by those bonds.
"Come, Batman, let's be off to our last destination," the English Enchantress says.
As she and Batman leave the small cavern, Morgan hurls insults and slurs at the departing duo. "Don't trust that witch, stranger! She will lie to you, use you for her own ends, then cast you aside like a broken cup," Morgan yells at Batman. "She's as evil as she says I am!" The Dark Knight turns slightly as he walks from the cave and looks back at the captive witch. Under his black cowl, one eyebrow raises. Surely this sweet English superheroine isn't evil, as this villainess says, he thinks to himself.
"What the Hell did Supergirl get me involved in?" he finally asks himself, shaking his head. "I know I haven't felt like this in a very long time. I wonder if Britannia HAS been playing with my mind, or even my body, toward her own ends."
After the duo leave the cavern, Morgan sags in her bonds and begins to sob, just as Supergirl sobs far to the north.
A barely conscious Maid of Might hangs limply in her restraints on Alyssa's 'X' frame. Her armor, forged and magically-enhanced by Merlin, no longer works to heal her super body. Magicks in the frame have destroyed its unique power. Supergirl's once-creamy butt cheeks are now deep red and blue, bruised by Alyssa's own magically-enhanced paddle. The Girl of Steel sobs, begging to be released from this torment. Her legs are stained with her love juices, betraying the fact that the mighty Maid of Might is, in fact, turned on by beatings and helplessness.
"Puh-please, Alyssa, please stop
"Come child," Alyssa tells her captive, "now that you no longer have the suit to restore your amazing energy - energy which I do not fully understand, you'll suffer only a short while longer before I take it all and revive my ally Tegid. "Tylwyth teg - join us!" Alyssa bellows. Suddenly dozens of small flying creatures with butterfly wings fill the small cavern, hovering above Supergirl and the 'X' frame.
"Lower the frame, my children," the queen commands. "Some of you go get us some ice - this poor girl's skin must be on fire!" Instantly the spirits grab parts of the frame and gently lower it until is lies parallel to the floor, with the Girl of Steel under the frame. Alyssa closes her eyes and says an incantation and slowly, amazingly, the Maid of Might floats up THROUGH the flame, still bound to it, until her body rests on the frame above it.
"Bring my black candles, too, children," Alyssa next orders her sprites. A score return, carrying several large black candles. Another mob brings several chunks of ice, including a long fat icicle. They know what their queen means by 'ice'. Alyssa snaps her fingers and flames appear on each candle. Supergirl watches the scene, unsure what to expect, but glad for the rest. And some ice WILL feel good on her butt, where she was so savagely whipped! Every part of her body aches from her futile effort to escape the frame, or from punishment given by the queen of the otherworld.
"Please ... please, Alyssa, can't you please stop this?" Supergirl pleads, her voice getting stronger as her super body recovers. Her head rises off the frame and her eyes look beseechingly at the other woman, hoping for relief.
"Hush now, child," Alyssa says, stroking Kara's cheek. "We have much more to do if Tegid is to join us this night! And the first thing I think we should do is remove this useless armor." The faery queen gets an odd-looking knife from her workbench and moves to stand beside the bound beauty. With a few quick slashes of her knife, Alyssa cuts the chains which hold the back plate of Supergirl's armor to the front plate.
"There, this will make things MUCH easier," Alyssa says, smiling down at her captive. The queen returns the knife to her workbench and returns to Supergirl's side to lift the front plate of the Maid of Might. Two score of the tylwyth teg swarm around their mistress and lift the plate into the air and carry it away from the torture room.
"Stop this!" Supergirl screams at the faery queen, humilated by the uncovering of her body. she's left wearing just her silver boots and gauntlets. Again she shakes and rattles her bindings but cannot free herself. Beads of sweat begin to form on her forehead - not from heat, but from sheer, utter fear of the pain to come.
"This is what we call 'candling', child," Alyssa explains. She takes the thinnest of the candles and holds it over Supergirl's stomach. As the Maid of Might watches, like a mouse watching a cat, the faery queen slowly tips over the candle and lets the hot wax inside the magic candle pour out, to land inside Supergirl's navel. The magicks behind the candlewax make it burn her soft white skin with an incredibly intense pain, leaving deep red welts on skin touched by the melted wax.
"EEEEE!! STOP IT!!" Supergirl cries out as the pain seems to burn through her
stomach. She bucks and twists her torso to get rid of the candle melt but can't
move her body far enough. "OOOWWWWW!!" she cries as Alyssa pours a second stream
of very hot, magically-melted wax into Supergirl's navel. The cuffs holding her
wrists and ankles actually groan as the Maid of Might tries to free herself.
Despite a herculean effort, she can't break her bonds. She sags down in defeat,
just as the faery queen pours more wax onto her body in a line between her navel
and blond bush. "AAAIEEE, IT BURNSSS!!
After pausing a minute or so, Alyssa removes the dried wax from the Maid of Might's skin revealing a deep red welt where the wax touched her creamy white body. Alyssa turns away from her sobbing, whimpering captive and says a few words over the ice floating beside her, held by pixies and brownies. She then takes one chunk of the blue-glowing ice and lets intensely-cold water drip from it into Supergirl's navel. "YIPE!" Supergirl screams as the unreal cold water hits her navel. The shock of the magic fluid on her system is so powerful that a thin trickle of urine slips between her nether lips, over the X-frame and onto the floor. Several short ugly brownies dive down to lap up the disgusting fluid.
Before Kara can react, Alyssa takes the same ice cube and rubs it against the heroine's butt, across the same thick red welts put there by the paddling. "AAAHHHH!!" Supergirl screams, raising her waist into the air, screaming from the shock. Again the X-frame rattles violently but manages to hold the Girl of Steel. "Nnnnh ... nnnhhh ... nnnooo moorrreee!! Puh-please, Alyssa!" Kara begs.
"Oh, yes, child, there will be much more," the queen replies, running her hand across Supergirl's bush. "You still have so much energy left, I must get as much as I can for Tegid. You," she barks at some hovering pixies, "give me that candle - yes, that one!" The wee folk hand her a larger, fatter candle and Alyssa holds it over Supergirl's stomach. After blowing softly on the flame, making it shine brighter, Alyssa tips it over and a large smoking blob of wax drops onto Supergirl's stomach just below her chest.
"AAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!" the Girl of Steel screams as the magic wax burns into her skin like a hot poker. She bucks and thrashes on the frame until it seems like it will fall apart at any moment, but then, as her throes subside, Alyssa brushes one of the magic ice cubes over the spot just 'waxed'. "NNNNAAAAAAHHHH IIIIIIEEEEEE!!!" Supergirl screams piteously as the hot and cold treatment rips apart her will.
"Next candle," Alyssa commands and several brownies bring her a very large, thick black candle. "Now, here is why magic will ALWAYS be better than pure power, child," she tells the sobbing heroine. Alyssa holds the fat candle above Supergirl's breasts and tips it over. As the stream of hot melted wax heads towards the chest of the Girl of Steel, the faery queen says two words and the stream suddenly splits into two. Each stream heads straight for one of Supergirl's nipples and envelopes its target in the melted wax.
"OH OH OHHHH NNNNOOOO AAAOOOWWW!!" Supergirl screams as her precious, creamy breasts suddenly feel as if they'd been stabbed by knives. The wax spreads out, covering her breasts, as the faery queen continues to pour. As the crippled heroine begins to buck on the X-frame, Alyssa quickly rubs an ice cube over the burning nipples and their base. Supergirl's screams ratchet up a notch as the cold liquid hits her burning nubs. Seconds later, the fiery pain in her nipples is replaced by a shudder-inducing cold and her nips swell from the cold into hard, inch-high nubbins.
"Look, nibbles!" Alyssa says to the sprites floating in the air above Supergirl's body. Suddenly two of the brownies, tiny, ugly faery folk who steal and eat babies, swoop down and each one envelops a nipple in its grotesque mouth. When they bite down on the Maid of Might's abused nipples, she screams horribly from the pain. Their teeth are like those of small alligators, digging into her soft, aching nips. As one gnaws and molests one nipple, a small trickle of blood escapes its mouth and rolls down the side of one of her perfect breasts. Supergirl swoons and almost loses consciousness from the incredible pain.
"Enough, children," Alyssa says sternly, brushing the brownies off the heroine's chest. Once again she pours hot candle wax onto the heroine's breasts, and this time the two streams provide enough of the burning hot liquid to encase each mound in a burning, mind-numbingly painful coating of the magically-heated wax.
"OHHHH NNNNOOOO AAAOOOWWW!! UUHHH NNNNHHHHHOOOOO MMMMOOORRREEEE!!" Supergirl screams, even though she knows that Alyssa has no intention of ending this torment until SHE wants it to end.
"Well," Britannia tells bm after leaving the faery cave at Freni-Fawr, "the Crone is not involved. Some of the wee folk suspect that Alyssa is involved. I recall that she's under Dinas Emrys, the ruins of an old hill fort from before the Romans came here. Come, my brave paladin, we must hurry. I can sense life returning to Tegid. He will rise within the hour."
"Can we get there in time?"
"Barely. Possibly. I'm not quite sure," the witch says, carrying the Dark Knight aloft. "That silly, stupid little fool," the English Enchantress thinks as they rise upward. The duo slowly begin heading north along the west coast of Wales under a clear, star-filled night. Each hugs the other more tightly - for security? warmth? ...
A powerful earthquake, 5.5 on the Richter Scale, rocks northwest Wales. The epicenter is Mt. Snowdon. Trees fall, rocks tumble, and great fissures appear on the sides of the mountain.
"We're almost there, my little one," Alyssa coos at the Maid of Might. Supergirl is sobbing from the pain inflicted on her super body in the last few minutes. Either hot wax, then ice, or vice versa. She shrieks, bucks, yells insults, but nothing affects the faery queen as she torments her captive. And the longer the torment continues, the more feeble are Supergirl's reactions. Her faced is streaked with dried tears, her eyes puffy and red from hours of crying in pain and humiliation. Parts of her body are painfully red or bruised from Alyssa's cruel tortures.
"Come now, let's have a nice, big finish, shall we? Then, if you're still alive, I'll let you rest a bit while Tegid and I renew our friendship," Britannia tells her captive.
Kara just wants the pain to stop. Alyssa no longer seems interested in giving pleasure to the Girl of Steel - the torture has shifted over to one of pure pain now and the Maid of Might is severely weakened from her titanic struggles to get free or to suppress the pain. Her breath comes is gasps and pants and her heartbeat is irregular - she's close to having a heart attack!
"Lift her up," Alyssa commands some of the flying creatures around her. To Kara's surprise, her heels, not her head, rise toward the ceiling of the cave. She stares at the faery queen's legs, then looks upward, fearfully, to see what new torment comes next. "Bring that one to me now," the villainess says to someone not visible to the Girl of Steel.
"Oh, Rao ...
"I think this should do nicely," Alyssa says, grasping the icicle by its thick end. "Open wide, darling," she says to the suffering blonde. "You there, lend a hand!" she commands to some of her sprites.
As fear courses through Supergirl's veins, she starts suddenly at the feeling of tiny hands pulling apart her nether lips. "NNOOO!!" she cries out but the cavern resounds with Alyssa's laughter. The fat tip of the icicle slides across the heroine's blond bush, sending chills into her body. Then the tip drags across the hood over her clit and Alyssa pauses, allowing the cold juices to seep down into the clit's nook. As the Girl of Steel moans from the magic ice's cold, the faery queen tips the icicle up and presses down hard against the clit, grinding it against Supergirl's body.
"AAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!" Supergirl screams in intense pain as the cold shoots through her super body. As her screams finally die down, Alyssa slides the bewitched icicle slightly and proceeds to press it down into the heroine's vagina. This makes the woman begin screaming with renewed vigor. The faery queen relentlessly pushes the thick cold lump into the blonde's pussy until most of its length is inside the heroine.
The faery queen slowly pulls the huge block of ice out of Supergirl's vagina, laughing when the heroine's body shudders from the intense faery-caused cold and the hot stirring of the Kryptonian's libido. "Will you cum first from this ice or will the ice stop you from cumming, I wonder?" Alyssa muses aloud. "This will be fun to test, don't you think, Supergirl?" she says to the heroine. Supergirl is so devastated by the magical torture she's endured, though, she hasn't the strength to reply to the faery queen. Even keeping her eyes open seems to take all her fast-waning strength.
Alyssa again begins to lower the ice cube into the Maid of Might's love canal, slowly, deliberately, savoring each delicious moan and gasp from her captive. When almost all of the ice dildo is inside the beaten heroine, Alyssa slowly pulls it back out, again enjoying the torment being suffered by the blonde. Suddenly, Alyssa RAMS the ice dildo down into the woman. As the last bits slide into Supergirl, her struggles abruptly cease and she collapses into her restraints. Her body hangs, unmoving, upside down, on the cold metal frame.
"I think you've had enough fun for now, little one," a voice suddenly says in the silent cavern.
"YOU!!" Alyssa roars at the intrusion. "Why are YOU here?"
Britannia looks at Supergirl, then points the "Isle Sceptre" at the beaten woman. "I'm here to put an end to your mischief, Alyssa," the witch intones. Sparks fly from the sceptre and strike Supergirl's body on her back, causing it to buck and twist on the metal frame. After a short 'burn', Supergirl moans loudly. Just enough energy has been put into her to keep her alive.
"This last torment was unnecessary, Alyssa. Really, now, if you had any skill at all with the dark arts, you would have sensed that Tegid is dead. We killed him as we passed over his grave on our way here. Holy water, cast by my brave and bold knight, here, killed your giant once and for all, Alyssa."
The faery queen suddenly notices the Caped Crusader standing beside Britannia at the cavern entrance. He has a batarang in one hand but is clearly outclassed by the magicks available to the two women. Supergirl doesn't count - even if she could get off the X-frame, she's as vulnerable to magic as is he. The Dark Knight resolves to guard Britannia's back from the small creatures flying around the cavern - if he can!
"YOU BITCH!" Alyssa shouts at the English Enchantress. "For centuries I've been trapped down here ..."
"Your choice ..."
"NO - you ... you TRICKED me! When our Father died, and we agreed on where we would rule ..."
"You demanded to be allowed to rule Annwn, sister," Britannia says, glaring at the shorter woman. "I left you here to rule the otherworld and made my way on the outside amongst the humans ..."
"And trapped me in this small cavern!" Alyssa screams. "You tricked me to come from Freni-Fawr into this cave and then sealed it behind me with Merlin's magicks. Why, if I hadn't been able to lure various tylwyth teg into this place, I'd have gone insane long ago!"
"Long ago, indeed! Well, dear sister, we'll be leaving now, I think," Britannia says. Four bolts of lightning shoot from the end of her sceptre and smash the cuffs holding Supergirl to the X-frame. Batman looks at Britannia and arches an eyebrow - these two women are sisters? How old IS Britannia? WHAT is Britannia!!??
"Be a nice girl and let my friend Batman collect our friend Supergirl, Alyssa," Britannia says, aiming the wand at the shorter woman. Batman crosses the cavern and removes his cape. An indignant faery queen crosses her arms below her chest and glares at the English Enchantress as Batman lifts the nearly-nude Supergirl in his arms, her body wrapped in his cape, and carries to Britannia's side.
"Any of you tylwyth teg who wish to follow us ..." Britannia says suggestively. Suddenly all the faery folk in the cavern flock toward the white-clad woman and brush past her, fleeing Alyssa and captivity. "And I believe that this concludes our business, my dear sister," the witch says to the fuming queen. Britannia turns to leave the cavern with Batman and Supergirl at her side.
"For the moment, Rhiannon, for the moment!", Alyssa yells at the woman known to mankind as Britannia.
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