This story is based on the "Club Heroine" story by Wordsmith, which also inspired Yenoc's 'Justice Club'. I went in a different direction than Yenoc though. There are a few other stories I could run with from here. Anyone interested?
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Supergirl flew high over the city, unsure of which building was the right one to enter. The message had been vague, but had left an address. Unfortunately the address was in a city Supergirl hardly knew. Slowly she moved from skyscraper to skyscraper, discreetly looking in each window.
In one apartment, Supergirl spied a teenage girl and her boyfriend stripping themselves to each other's underwear. The super heroine looked on with disbelief when the boy buried himself in the girl's pantyhosed crotch and lapped madly as the girl forced her weight onto his face. There was still a lot the young Kryptonian had to learn about the human customs of mating. Still, they both seemed to be enjoying the experience. And the superheroine was experiencing a strange burning sensation inside her own bra and panties.
She flew down to street level and moved at blinding speed, taking in every street name until she was sure she was at the correct one. Sure enough, a window toward the top of the building was flicking on and off in a bizarre form of Morse code. S-U-P-R-G-I-R-L.
Well, she thought to herself, I guess it doesn't get any clearer than that!
In a single bound, she leaped up to the outside of the window and found it open. Needing no further information, she hopped inside.
"Thank God!" a young voice chimed. "You got my message!"
The speaker was a young brunette girl, who couldn't be more than fifteen or so. The girl was dressed in a tight T-shirt and short skirt. Both of which showed the outline of her underwear beneath the flimsy material. The swell of her breasts filled out the cotton shirt almost to bursting point. Supergirl had to tear her gaze from the pubescent mounds. The strange sensation Supergirl had experienced while watching the two young lovers returned.
"Where'd you learn Morse code?" Supergirl tried to keep her mind off the young girl's sensual body.
"Oh, I'm not very good at it, but Di…Wonder Woman says I need to practice it!"
"Wonder Woman?" Supergirl arched an eyebrow. "What's this got to do with her? And why would a young girl like you be involved with her?"
"Don't let the looks fool you," the girl said, and with a blinding flash her clothes changed into an approximation of Wonder Woman's uniform, though with slight variations. Instead of a low cut bodice, the girl wore a red tunic top emblazoned with a golden eagle. The wings of the eagle curved gently around the girl's firm breasts. Tight blue satin shorts covered with white stars (and tan pantyhose) replaced the fashionable satin skirt. The fit was so tight that the seam split the young crotch in two. A pair of knee-high black leather boots completed the costume.
"Let me guess," Supergirl smirked. "Wonder Girl?"
"Yeah!" the girl beamed. She threw her chest out in pride. "I'm sort of in training with Wonder Woman!"
"Oookay," Supergirl sat down in a nearby chair. As she folded her legs the heroine's short red skirt exposed almost all of her legs. Instinctively, she moved to straighten the skirt, then found her gaze returning to the teenager's crotch. Supergirl unconsciously moved the hem of her skirt up another few inches to reveal the edge of her blue thong panties. "You found out my secret identity, contacted me, and brought me all the way here for that?" Supergirl found herself hoping the girl had an ulterior motive.
"Oh no!" Wonder Girl shook her head. "This is serious! Di…Wonder Woman's been kidnapped! I think." The young heroine sucked at her bottom lip in anguish.
"You think?" Supergirl arched her eyebrow again.
"Well, she's been gone a long time!" The girl's large breasts heaved with tension.
"Superheroes do tend to disappear from time to time. It's what we do."
Wonder Girl looked frustrated, so Supergirl decided to spare her the attitude. It wasn't the kid's fault she was a novice to all this.
"This is different, Supergirl!" she almost whined. "I really think something bad has happened!"
"Okay, okay," Supergirl tried to calm her down. "Why don't you tell me what you think may have happened to her?"
Wonder Girl sat down to face her. The young girl's nipples were clearly visible through the thin vest and Supergirl wondered if Wonder girl's underwear had disappeared along with her street clothes.
"There've been a lot of reports of women disappearing in this one area of the city. Wonder Woman suspected it had to do with this new club that started up in town, Club Heroine."
"Club Heroin? Sounds lovely," Supergirl snorted.
"HeroinE, with an E!" Wonder Girl blurted out. "It's one of those trendy adult type clubs that charge a high enough door charge to keep out the riff raff. But that's not what makes it sick! Wonder Woman had a guy friend of hers go and check it out. It turns out they dress their dancers up like…well…like us! There's even a Supergirl dancer!"
Supergirl drew in her breath. The thought was pretty sick, but she could see how people would get off on such an image. She had quite often found herself unconsciously exploring her own body after she had climbed into her second-skin costume.
She imagined how repulsed she'd be by the idea of flashing her tits for some slobbering pervert, and how much he'd probably enjoy it. Then the thought of the young superhero in front of her gyrating to a wild beat and glistening in sweat filled her mind and Supergirl found her nipples swelling with passion. She licked her thick red lips as the thought continued. The fantasy Wonder Girl was peeling off her top to reveal a pair of ample, ripe breasts. Supergirl found herself pointing her tongue as if to flick an angry nipple.
"Anyhow," Wonder Girl continued, ignoring the strange look on Supergirl's face. "Wonder Woman said she was going to go down there and bust the place up once and for all. And that's the last I heard of her!"
"So you called me?"
"I didn't know who else to contact. I can't go in there myself. If it was something tough enough to take down Wonder Woman, I knew I'd need serious muscle power."
"What about Superman? Batman? The Flash?"
"They're all JLA. I'm not allowed to use her transmitter unless it's to contact her! But," Wonder Girl smiled. "She didn't say I wasn't allowed to contact any NON-JLA members I could find!"
Great, Supergirl thought. Now my secret identity isn't even hidden from a fifteen-year-old. Still, the thought of the club's very existence made her want to shut it down all the more.
Just twenty-one, the Kryptonian believed she had inherited her high morals from Superman. However, part of her cousin's education into the shadier side of human sexuality was missing. Supergirl suddenly found herself imagining Clark Kent in the strip club, watching the Supergirl stripper. Watching the stripper lift her skirt and gyrate her naked pussy in his face. She imagined Clark pulling out his massive Kryptonian penis ramming hard into the girl again and again until the dancer was unconscious with passion.
"Okay," she said. "I'll go." Supergirl was sweating, and not just from her forehead. It seemed that she was passing through the Krypton version of puberty in one night. It was a pity that her passion seemed to be divided equally between men and women.
Another thought suddenly came unbidden into Supergirl's mind:
Wonder Girl lying on a bed in front of Supergirl, her tunic pulled up over one pulpy mammary.
"Please," She was begging. "I don't think you should be doing this!" Wonder Girl squealed with ecstasy. From her breast a trail of spittle led her almost hairless pussy, where Supergirl's own tongue was hungrily lapping at the dark pink folds of flesh.
"If you don't like it," Breathed Supergirl, "Then why are you so wet? Look, I can get three fingers into your teenage cunt!" The girl threw her head back with shock and pleasure as her face turned crimson.
Suddenly there was a feeling of tremendous pressure from Supergirl's own pubic area, and she looked around to find Superman, in full costume, pressing his groin into hers.
"I'm going to give you the super-fuck of your life, little cousin." He said. "I've been waiting to screw this tight little cunt of your since you were seven years old!"
"Fuck me, Clark!" She screamed. "I want your cock inside me. Please fuck me now!" She began slapping her own gently tanned butt cheeks as Superman began to ease his way into her. "Fuck me hard!" Supergirl urged. "FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
Then a terrible, perverted thought struck her. It was so foul that Supergirl almost orgasmed at once. "Fuck my pussy now!" She begged. "Then we'll fly back in time to when I first arrived on Earth, so we can fuck my little virgin pussy till I bleed…!"
"Great! I know right where it is!" Wonder Girl rose to her feet.
It took Supergirl a moment to return to reality before she realized the girl was talking about the strip club.
"You'd better stay here," Supergirl put a hand up. "I work alone."
"Not this time," Wonder Girl stamped. "Wonder Woman's my mentor, my partner! I've got to go! I'm pretty good in a fight!"
Supergirl could see she wasn't going to take no for an answer. "Okay," she sighed. "Can you fly?"
"No," Wonder Girl said. "Not yet at least!"
"No problem," Supergirl grabbed her by the hand and led her to the window. Holding her from behind she said, "Hold on!" and took a flying leap out of the window.
"NEAT!" Wonder Girl squealed as they flew over the rooftops.
Supergirl smiled. She was pulling the girl's tunic, but it was made of a super Amazon material and would not tear. However, the tunic did pull away from the skintight shorts, leaving Supergirl with a view of the top of Wonder Girl's white panties and tan hose. These Amazons had at least discovered the cure for visible panty lines, but for a community consisting of only women such a discovery must have been vital.
Supergirl was only a few years older than this girl, yet the experiences she'd had put so much distance between the way they saw the world. The girl was so innocent to reality, Supergirl could hardly believe she was about to drag her into a slimy strip bar. Still, she reasoned, it was a chance to meet Wonder Woman, and maybe even save her life. She couldn't pass up the opportunity.
"Who-hooo!" the fat slob guarding the doorway to Club Heroine wolf-called. "What have we got here?"
"You've got two very ticked off women here, fatso! Move it!" Supergirl menaced.
"Hey! You know the rules. Dancers don't go in the front door! They go in through the rear! If you're really good, I get to go in through your rear!" He put a fat hand under Supergirl's skirt and gripped her firm bottom.
Supergirl rolled her eyes. Wonder Girl just stared, obviously not getting the reference. Supergirl grabbed the blob by his crotch and lifted him off the ground. She savored every expression of surprise on his face.
"Wh-Wh-at?!?"
"Very intelligent, fat boy," she sneered. "Get your boss out here, or I make you into a eunuch!"
Almost in response to her demands, the cell phone next to the doorman rang. He was able to make a grab for it and answer it. He choked out a couple responses in a falsetto voice and tossed the phone aside. "Th-that was the boss," the fat man pleaded. "He said you can come in…his office is in the back!"
"Thanks," Supergirl smiled, then tossed the man aside like a rag doll. Wonder Girl watched in amazement as he hit the roof of a car and collapsed to the pavement of the parking lot.
"Wow!" she marveled.
"Try not to look at too much when we go in here, Wonder Girl, but stay sharp! Anything could happen!"
"I just want Wonder Woman back!"
"Yeah, me too. But we can't tear up this place if she isn't really here, can we?"
"No, I guess not," Wonder Girl reasoned.
"Good," Supergirl smiled at her. "Let's see if your hunch was right or not!"
The inside was just as Supergirl had imagined a strip bar might look. Leather over everything, neon lighting around the walls, tons of strobes and dancing lights, and a really loud system blaring out a primitive jungle beat that could be felt as well as heard.
But there was one major difference to the scene. Supergirl saw a woman dressed in a copy of her own costume giving a table dance to a group of men. Except the dancer's costume was made of PVC and her skirt only just covered her butt cheeks.
The superhero tried not to show her mortification when the stripper ripped off her skirt and began gyrating for the men. She was not wearing panties and had a bleeding heart tattooed above her shaven pussy. Sweaty men forced notes into the dancers stocking tops.
All around women were dressed like various heroines, from Mary Marvel to the Black Canary. All were stripping their skin-tight costumes slowly from their silicone-implanted bodies to howls of delight from the perverted audience. On the center stage, a mature woman dressed as Catwoman was whipping a much younger girl dressed in the costume of the original Batgirl. The Batgirl's skirt had been raised to expose her white flesh, which was rapidly becoming redder by the second. The Batgirl whelped with every stroke of the lash. Just on the point of the younger girl's orgasm, The Catwoman grabbed her victim by the waist and inserted the handle of the cat o'nine tails into the young girl's cunt.
The scene turned Supergirl's stomach. She grabbed Wonder Girl by the hand and led her through the crowd of tables to the back. One gentleman stopped her. "Hey! How much for a table dance from both of you? A bit of a lesbian dance."
Wonder Girl gaped in shock, unsure what to do. Supergirl slapped the man across the face, just remembering to hold back at the last second. Even so, the left side of the pervert's face was turning into a red welt.
"Hurt me, mommy." The pervert whimpered. "Hurt me more. You can use me as a toilet if you like." He took out his wallet and pulled out a huge bundle of notes. "Piss on me, Supergirl. Shit in my mouth!"
The heroine led Wonder Girl swiftly to the doorway in the back.
"What did that man mean," Wonder Girl began. "Why would he want you to defecate on him?"
Supergirl didn't know the answer herself. "I think some men just can't get used to the fact that we've got different genitals than they have. They seem to want to see them in every extreme detail."
Wonder Girl looked confused. "What's the difference in our genitals? And what's a lesbian?"
Supergirl smiled. "If you like, I'll show you later." She didn't like herself for saying it, but Wonder Girl's happy smile made her glad she did.
She forced herself to focus on the job in hand as she ripped the office door off its hinges. She did have an incentive to get the job finished quickly, though.
The owner of the club reclined in his stuffed leather chair, somehow secure behind his desk from the two female powerhouses on the other side. "Can I help you two? We're hiring. Looks like I'm gonna need a new front doorman!"
The girl's were standing defiantly blocking the exit. Both stood with legs astride and the manager lingered over the two pairs of fitted boots. Supergirl's legs were longer and slender than Wonder Girl's, but there was nothing wrong with the chubbier thighs as they packed themselves into the star spangled shorts.
"If you're going to hire dickless wonders, you're going to have trouble." Supergirl gritted at the man.
"You're right, a couple of big bitches like you two in costume at the door will probably increase my income. I can pay $3.50 a hour, what you think?" He was in his mid 40s, somewhat greasy looking, and smoked really foul cigars.
"We didn't come here looking for a job!" Snapped Supergirl.
"What are you looking for, then?" he asked innocently. "Little action, eh." There was the sound of a zipper being pulled down and the manager's hand began massaging his swollen organ.
"Where's Wonder Woman?" Wonder Girl blurted out.
"How old are you, kid? I'm gonna lose my license if they find out a minor got in here!"
"I'm sixteen!" Wonder Girl shot back. "Old enough to know a pervert when I see one!"
"Sixteen, eh?" the owner smiled, ignoring the insult. "You got amazin' tits for a sixteen year old! Old enough to give me a good titty fuck. Old enough for me to come all over your pretty little face." He got out of his chair and circled the teenager, masturbating as he talked and examined Wonder Girl's firm body. "But you're still a minor! Now get the fuck outta my place!"
"Not until you tell us what happened to Wonder Woman!"
"Look, Slutgirl, is it?"
"Supergirl, you cretin!" Supergirl frowned. "You've got my namesake out there baring her breasts for the general public!"
"Yeah, that's Linda," the owner smiled. "She's a good one! Nice tits, gives good head." He moved behind Supergirl and surreptitiously began wanking himself on the silky material of the heroine's skirt. "She has a nice long tongue." The manager hissed smoky breath into Supergirl's ear. "As for Wonder Woman, the one Wonder Woman I got is dyke who came to me a couple of weeks ago called Diana. She even brought her own costume and lasso." He laughed. "We had a lot of fun with that lasso. I tried it on her and she just couldn't do enough for me, if you know what I mean."
Wonder Girl suddenly stiffened as she realized the consequences of the real Wonder Woman being ensnared by her own lariat of truth. She would have instantly become the manager's slave.
"That's right, Wonder Brat. The sex was good. That woman can move her body in a million different positions. And her lips," He smiled. "She nearly sucked my cock right off the first time we tried a 69! Then I put her to work in the club, hired her out for a few orgies, and was just about to get bored with her when I asked if she had anymore secrets under her patriotic bustier. Like, if she had any friends I might be interested in. Eh, Miss Lee, Miss Troy?"
Realizing their secret identities had been compromised, Supergirl grabbed the man by the throat and raised him above her head.
"You don't want to do that, not with Wonder Woman standing right behind you!" The manager croaked.
"Do you really think I'm going to fa-" She heard a whimper from Wonder Girl and whirled to see Wonder Woman, the genuine article, grab Wonder Girl from behind and force a rag over her mouth and nose. The Amazon's arm neatly cradled Wonder Girl's teenage breasts.
Supergirl's super senses identified the strange smelling rag right away--chloroform! "Wonder Woman, please, don't…" she cried.
The young Amazon tried to fight back but quickly fell limp in the arms of her mentor.
"Release her at once!" Supergirl demanded.
"I exist to serve my master, Supergirl," the Amazon responded. "As will my sister here. As will you."
"That's right," Gasped the manager. "You'll surrender now, Supergirl, or your girlfriend will have her tits bitten off by her own sister! Do it, Diana. Suck those wonder baps and let Superslut see what's in store for her!"
With Wonder Girl unconscious in her arms, Wonder Woman began gently massaging the girl's breasts. "My sister's tits." She moaned. "I want my sister's tits in my mouth!" The heroine began to lick her companion's neck and ear. "I'm going to fuck your tits, little sister. I'm going to fuck your tits until you come all over me!" Wonder Woman's voice was quite normal, under the influence of the lasso she was in full control of her actions, but her will was that of the manager. "Then I'll fist fuck you, Supergirl. Fist fuck you until you bleed!"
"Not likely!" Supergirl bolted for the door, but Wonder Woman caught her by surprise with a quick punch to the jaw. The Kryptonian fell to the floor and Wonder Woman was quickly on top of her.
As the Amazon princess straddled Supergirl, the Maid of Might realized that Wonder Woman's breasts were tightly bound by her own lasso.
"Looks great there, doesn't it." The manager had regained his composure and was kneeling over the trapped Supergirl with his cock once more in his hand. The tip of the organ was only a few inches from Supergirl's face.
"When I realized what the lasso could do, I gave Wondy here a few commands that could never be countermanded. For example, she's now addicted to sex. Anywhere, with anyone, man, woman or beast. I'm looking forward to seeing if that dog Superboy used to have is still around."
"I'll suck dogs." Wonder Woman stared Supergirl in the eyes. She meant it, and she enjoyed the thought. "I'll fuck dogs." Wonder Woman was gyrating wildly over Supergirl's chest. "Have you still got that horse? I want to fuck that horse, take its big fucking cock inside me until he nearly splits me in two!"
Sickeningly, Supergirl realized that her own chest was becoming very wet.
"Next, when I realized who she really was, I got Wonder Woman to compile a list of superheroes, their secret identities and their weaknesses. The list of identities I'm keeping for my pension. I can earn a lot from that sort of information. Right now I'm more interested in the weaknesses of every superheroine on Earth. Or beyond."
His strokes became more rapid now as he built to a climax. "For example, a strange element from a long dead planet that makes certain superpeople weak as kittens. An element that can be transmuted by Amazon scientists into a handy gas." The manager pulled a small atomiser from his pocket. "I'll release it in small quantities, lover. I want you awake for what happens next."
The gas had no effect on the humans, but instantly Supergirl could feel the strength drain from her body. In seconds she had no resistance at all, although she was still totally conscious.
"Come on her face, manager. Spunk her tits and I'll lick it off!" Wonder Woman urged, bending over to suck Supergirl's lips.
"Will do, baby!" The manager's breath was coming in short bursts now. "I'm gonna come all over Supergirl. Gonna spray come all over that blonde hair of yours!"
Supergirl tried to pull away but the Amazon held her firm. The manager shot a stream of cum that not only covered Supergirl's face and chest, but also Wonder Woman's royal blue shorts. Horrified, Supergirl realized that they were not the only stains there.
Instantly, Wonder Woman threw her mouth onto the manager's dripping cock. "I've got to have your come, manager. I've got to swallow all your come!" She gobbled and licked at the shrinking member. Then Wonder Woman lowered herself onto Supergirl's come covered body and began to lap the manager's come from Supergirl's soft white skin.
Supergirl shivered at the Amazon's touch, but the more she objected, the more Wonder Woman forced herself down.
"I think you should share this." Wonder woman told the captive as she gathered the last of the manager's seed on the tip of her tongue. Then she positioned herself over Supergirl's full red lips and parted them with her tongue.
Supergirl nearly gagged as the thick, salty come dripped down her throat. With WonderWoman's mouth clasped to her own, Supergirl couldn't even spit the vile liquid out. After a few painful minutes, she could struggle no more, and the come slid easily down her throat.
The manager was wiping his dick on Supergirl's cape. "Now I'll put you under completely, Supergirl. I want you and Wonder Girl to be ready at the same time!" There was a louder hiss of gas and Supergirl's vision faded to black.
"Wake up, Supergirl," the voice beckoned.
The superhero forced her eyes open and found herself lying on a leather couch. Wearily she dragged herself to her feet. Her skirt rode up past her hips giving the manager a full view of her panties.
"I suppose you took advantage of me while I was asleep." She sneered. "A typical coward." The heroine was stalling for time, the effects of the Kryptonite gas were wearing off. If she could play weak for just a little longer her full strength would be back and she could fly Wonder Girl to safety.
"Not at all," the manager seemed offended. "Why should I? Very soon you'll be begging me to take you in the vilest ways possible."
"I wouldn't bet on it." Supergirl spotted Wonder Girl lying on another leather couch. She was strapped, with her legs spread wide and her breasts just cupping the leather restraints. Her clothing seemed intact down to her tan hose and boots and Supergirl was hopeful that the teenager had not been raped in her sleep. "You can't use Wonder Woman's lasso on me. Not without freeing her."
"Do you notice anything about your arm, Supergirl?" The manager sat back in his chair and lit another foul cigar. "A slight itching, perhaps?"
It was true. Just above Supergirl's left elbow there was a bruise. "What have you done?" She demanded. "More Kryptonite?"
"Not at all," The manager seemed almost pleasant. "That stuff can be fatal in large doses. What I did was wait until you were vulnerable under the Kryptonite gas, then injected you with little serum of my own. It makes you susceptible to any suggestions I give you. Even with your powers back you won't want to leave unless I tell you to. If you don't believe me, go fuck yourself!"
"Don't be stupid," Sneered Supergirl. "I can with-withstand… Oh my GOD!" She gasped as she realized her hand was moving in and out of her panties, massaging her virgin pussy through her pantyhose. "I'm so fucking hot!" She breathed. "I've got to fuck myself. Oh God, I need fucking! I want to put my fist up my fucking CUNT!" The blonde superheroine was carried away on waves of passion as she lay back on the leather couch.
"I didn't tell you to sit, bitch!" The manager laughed. "Come over here and frig yourself in front of me."
Her hand still rammed between her legs, Supergirl lurched towards the manager. "Oh, I'm so wet. My pussy's dripping! I need to fuck!" She pulled her pantyhose and panties over her hips as she presented her vagina to the villain. "Please fuck me!" She pleaded.
The manager sniffed and licked at the dripping clitoris in front of him. "Maybe," He considered. "You see, I've planted a subliminal instruction in your subconscious that the only person who can bring you to orgasm is me. You could fuck yourself from now until doomsday and still not get off. You'll do anything I want just to achieve satisfaction, and you can't help but let me know about it. Every depraved thought you have from now on you'll have to tell me about it." He smiled and inserted a finger in Supergirl's cunt.
"More!" She screamed. "Oh, ram your whole fucking fist up my twat! My hot fucking twat! Please, I'll do anything, but fuck me now! Screw me hard and fast! FOR FUCKS SAKE, MAKE ME COME!"
Her screaming was disturbing the sleeping Wonder Girl, who shifted her tight little body against the restraints.
"Shh," The manager told the masturbating Supergirl. "I've got a little job for you…"
Restlessly the teen superhero opened her mouth to scream but discovered she had been gagged. Suddenly there was an arm behind her neck and the gag was released.
"Supergirl!" Wonder Girl was shocked by the sight of the superheroine. Her long blonde hair was matted with sweat, and her face was flushed with exhaustion. She pressed her finger to her lips.
"Be quiet." Supergirl urged. "We're in a trap. That foul manager wants to drug us and debase us in the foulest ways!" The blonde bombshell climbed slowly onto the bed, crouching over the trapped teenager.
"Debase us?" Wonder Girl was confused as Supergirl's hot and sweaty body descended over her. "What do you mean?"
"I mean this, bitch!" The blonde launched herself up between Wonder Girl's bound legs and down on her sweetly parted lips. Supergirl's tongue flicked through the teenage mouth as she sought the girl's tongue. The Teen Titan tried to pull away her head away, but Supergirl used her Kryptonian strength to keep their lips together for a full minute.
The perverted superheroine moved her arms under the girl's shoulders and began forcing her sweaty groin down onto Wonder Girl's neatly pressed shorts. You're so fucking horny, Donna. So fucking horny. I bet you love all the looks you get with your tight costume and your big tits. I bet you fuck yourself every time you put on that costume don't you?"
Wonder Girl began to panic. "Please, Supergirl, don't do this!"
"Do what?" The blonde bombshell breathed. "This?" She rammed a hand between Wonder girl's legs and cupped the tightly packed teen twat. "Or this?" The other hand slithered up the tunic and began massaging the girl's breasts. "Which do you like me doing best?" Supergirl cooed. "I'll do anything thing you want, baby. Anything that gets you hot."
"No! Wonder Girl cried, tears streaming from her chubby red cheeks. "Take your hands away from me!"
"Away from what?" Supergirl began rubbing her fingers furiously against the seam of Wonder Girl's shorts. "Away from your tits? Away from your twat?" She sneered. "Just say the word and I'll take my hands away?"
"Please take them away." The young girl moaned.
"Tits or twat?" Supergirl spat. "Tits or twat?" Her face was contorted with lust as she eyed Wonder Girl with unrestrained desire. "You little cock teaser, or little clit teaser."
"Just stop!" the young heroine's puppy fat body was growing hot and sweaty. Supergirl was able to slide herself up and down the girl's shiny pantyhose.
"I'm gonna fuck your leg, Wonder Girl!" She cried as her naked clit was aroused by the nylon. "Then I'm going to put my fist up your tight little crack!"
"Supergirl!" Wonder Girl begged. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because you make me so fucking horny, you little tramp!"
"No!"
"Oh yes, I've wanted to suck these little titties of yours since the first time I saw them! But you were so fucking prim and proper that I thought you'd scream your head off, but now you don't have any choice!"
Wonder Girl's costume was pulled over her swelling breasts, revealing a white seamless bra. "Hmmm..." Supergirl began to muzzle the firm, warm material. "You'll get hard soon," She cooed to her captive. "When I put that tender little nipple in my mouth and kiss it. I'll be very gentle, I bet you've never had your nipples licked before, have you?" Her hand moved softly over the swell of the other bra cup. "Then again I might just bite the bitch!" Supergirl clawed at the virgin breast viciously. "I bet you like it rough!"
Wonder Girl's voice was reduced to incoherent sobbing. The girl couldn't believe how one of her heroes had suddenly turned so bestial.
"That's enough now," commanded the manager. Supergirl looked at him coldly. She wanted Wonder Girl so badly. "I've special plans for this one," he told the horny heroine, "that involve her being intact for a bit longer." The manager smiled at the disappointed look on Supergirl's face. "But for being such a good sport you can suck my dick."
The blonde girl smiled sweetly and literally flew to the manager's swollen member. "I love your cock." She told him. "I love it when it smells of spunk." He grabbed the hero by the scruff of her neck and forced his length into her mouth.
"Just suck it, bitch! I want to see if you've got super suck as well as super breath." His hands ran over the tied body of Wonder Girl. "You can cry all you want, wonder brat. Those chains are made of feminium, a metal indestructible even to you or Wonder Woman."
"Wonder Woman," Wonder Girl sobbed, "Where is she?"
"She's my captive." The manager was spinning a web of lies to trap the innocent young girl. "Nothing has happened to her yet, but if you don't co-operate I'm afraid I might have to let Supergirl loose on her, too. Can you imagine what this dirty slut would do to your innocent sister?"
Wonder Girl couldn't bear the thought of her sister going through the same treatment as she had. "What do you want?"
The manager moved his hands to her crotch and pinched her hard between the legs. "Your virginity." He smiled. "But not for myself. A sixteen-year-old virgin superhero is a rarity, and I intend to exploit you. A message has gone out to all the supervillains in the world that I'm auctioning a chance to take your cherry. And the bids are already flooding in!"
Wonder Girl almost gagged at the thought of the world's vilest men violating her. Oh Hera, she thought, what if it's Two Face? Or Killer Croc? Or both of them at once?
"And unless you want the same thing to happen to your big titted sister, you'll agree to everything I make you do!" The manager found it hard to speak as Supergirl somehow managed to suck his dick deep into her tight throat. "Do you agree, Wonder Tart? Or do I let Supergirl loose on your sister's cunt?"
"No," The girl sobbed. "I'll do as you ask." She agreed.
The manager laughed as Supergirl's tongue flicked the head of his penis. "Anything I ask? Spunk your tits? Spank your butt? Remember, if I don't do it to you, I'll do it to your sister!"
The girl nodded in disgust. "Anything to save my sister." She grunted.
"Yeah," The manager laughed. Pinching Wonder Girl's clit until his fingers turned while he face-fucked Supergirl, finally shooting a gallon of cum down her throat.
Supergirl reacted well to her new lifestyle. In fact, with her sexuality already having started to awaken, the drug had hit her at just the right time for maximum effect. Combined with the manager's command to let her most perverse desires run free, it brought her darkest impulses to the surface and twisted her personality.
In between experimenting sexually with bouncers, dancers and the management staff, she focussed her Kryptonian intellect on modifying the manager's sex serum for her own purposes.
"I've improved it for you," she told the manager one day, after she'd been at the club for more almost a week. She was pulling up her top so he could suckle her tits. The bald man took a deep bite on each of the luscious pears. "I've made it so the drug can be transmitted by each victim's saliva. You'll just have to kiss someone to make them your slave."
"I like that," the manager said as he slid a hand under Supergirl's ripe bottom. "We can create a whole pyramid of sex vampires, with me at the top! But will it work on superheroes?"
"Of course," Supergirl trembled as the manager's fingers slid into her wet pussy. "Just watch."
One of the manager's henchmen brought in Wonder Woman, leading her by the lasso like a leash. Without removing the manager's hand from her snatch, the superheroine leaned over and grabbed Wonder Woman by the scruff of her neck. Pausing just long enough to make eye contact, Supergirl plunged herself onto the Amazon's ruby red lips.
They kissed for a full minute, both girls entangling themselves with the other's tongue. All the while, Supergirl eased herself up and down on the manager's fingers. Finally, she broke the kiss and threw Wonder Woman fiercely onto the floor.
"Take off the lasso." Supergirl instructed the henchman. He looked nervously at the manager for reassurance.
The manager reached under his couch and took out a high powered revolver. "If she makes a move, blow her fucking tits off." He threw the gun to the henchman.
The henchman untied the lariat from Wonder Woman's massive breasts, tweaking her nipples at the same time.
"Please don't hurt me, master." She whimpered.
The henchman smiled and slapped her across the face.
"I'll be good to you, sir, please don't hurt me!" She breathed. "I know I've been bad, but I'll do anything to make it up to you." The once mighty hero begged.
"You'll do anything?" The henchman smiled as he gathered the lasso. "You want it the ass, bitch?" He sneered.
"If it pleases you, master." Wonder Woman began to kiss and wipe the feet of the henchman. "Please, sir. Please fuck me up the ass." The very thought was almost enough to bring her to orgasm. She unzipped the henchman's cock with eagerness. He cracked the lasso hard on the woman's back.
"Say please before you suck that, bitch!" He laughed as Wonder Woman yelped.
"Please." She cried.
The henchman laughed. "Please what?"
"Please may I suck your cock?"
"'Course you can, slut." He forced his stiff member far into the back of the amazon's throat. "Now strip, you little bitch."
Slowly, she began to slide herself out of her tight satin shorts and presented her tanned backside to the villain.
Supergirl laughed. "It sounds like Wonder Woman had a secret fear of being dominated!" The blonde hero sneered. "The serum also turns your worst nightmare into your deepest desire. Everything is permissible!" She smiled.
The manager laughed. "And what's your worst nightmare?"
The heroine guided the manager's fist fully into her cunt. "I don't have nightmares any more," She rammed her full weight into the manager's fist, pinning his hand beneath her. "I give them!"
With that, the Maid of Might grabbed his head and forced her lips onto his, her wet kiss dripping the powerful new sex drug down his helpless throat.
A week into her captivity, Wonder Girl found herself bent over the knee of Hutch, a muscular dark-skinned thug who was one of the manager's doormen. Her legs had been bound at the ankles and her arms tied behind her back and then connected by a short rope to her feet. They were sitting on the main stage of the strip club, but only their portion of the stage was illuminated. Wonder Girl had long since lost track of time but the skylight above the stage was a velvety black.
"Want me to spank you, bitch?" He sneered. "Or do you want my cock in your face again?" Hutch was the most sadistic of the manager's henchmen. "What d'you say, bitch. Do I do it to you or throw my meat up that hot sister of yours?" Of course, what the girl couldn't know was that Hutch was actually one of Wonder Woman's sex slaves. "I bet she'd just beg me to fuck her up the shitter! Especially after I introduce her pretty little face to Mr. Knife!"
"Spank me, please." Wonder Girl begged. She would do anything to avoid her sister having to go through the same treatment. "I want you to hurt me."
Hutch laughed as he rolled down the teenager's shorts and pantyhose but left her full cotton panties over her rounded backside. The boss had insisted that all Wonder Girl's degradation be done in full costume. That way the girl's humiliation was complete. "I would have hurt you whether you'd wanted it or not!"
His huge hand slapped down over the girl's rounded ass. Then again. And again. And again. A dozen vicious strokes attacked Wonder Girl's soft flesh. "I bet your ass is already glowing, ain't it bitch?"
Wonder Girl bit her lip, but Hutch was not happy with that response. He reached beneath the girl's hot, struggling body and grabbed her left breast in a suffocating grip. "I asked if your ass is glowing!" He growled as Wonder Girl's eyes watered.
"My ass is glowing." She muttered through gritted teeth. Hutch laughed and squeezed her tits even tighter.
"Let's have a look, shall we?" His hand slipped surprisingly gently under the waistband of Wonder Girl's panties and slid them over the girl's warm buttocks. Hutch let them lay just under the girl's ass cheeks. His fingers gently stroked the firm teenage flesh. You've got a nice ass, girl." The henchman whispered in Wonder Girl's ear and she could feel herself flush. For the first time, the young hero began to feel her breasts grow warm and hard.
Hutch's fingers continued exploring the firm bottom, then a finger separated the cheeks. Wonder Girl's body gave an involuntary shudder. "Feels good, doesn't it?" The criminal continued to whisper. "Just relax, baby, let me do all the work."
Despite herself, Wonder Girl could feel herself letting go. She had been without sleep for several days, as well as frequently whipped and beaten. The girl was on the very edge of exhaustion. Hutch's finger was very relaxing--until it suddenly plunged up to the knuckle into her virgin anus.
"Nooo!" She screamed. Hutch screamed with laughter.
"Your ass is mine, baby!" He hooked his finger inside Wonder Girl's shit hole. "The boss doesn't want your cherry popped, but didn't say a word about giving you a good ass fucking!"
"No! No! Dear Hera, not up my bottom!" The young girl cried, but Hutch was already releasing his mammoth cock.
"Yeah," He giggled. "I've already emptied my cum into that pretty little mouth of yours, now it's time to pump it into this cute ass!"
Hutch threw Wonder Girl onto the floor. She ended up with her knees and face on the floor, with her naked bottom facing the villain's rampant penis.
The teenage heroine shook with fear as Hutch grasped her hips. "The more you struggle, bitch, the tighter your fucking ass gets and the harder I'm gonna… Fuck it!"
Hutch's exclamation was not directed at Wonder Girl's pink cheeks, but at the shattering sound coming from the skylight. In seconds, Hutch was smashed away into the darkness by a red, gold and green blur of action--Robin, the Boy Wonder.
"Robin!" Wonder Girl sobbed her thanks.
"Guess I crashed the party just in time." The Teen Titan helped Wonder Girl to sit up. Even in her distressed state the girl was embarrassed to be found in this half naked condition. Her left breast had been pulled out of her tunic and the white bra shone in the spotlight of the stage.
"I'm sorry you have to see me like this." The girl cried.
"Don't worry." Robin put his arm around the heroine. "Besides, it's about time I had a good look at those peaches of yours." His green gloves closed softly around the breast.
"Robin!" Wonder Girl was shocked. "I don't think you should say things like that!"
"Aw, come on." The Boy Wonder began tweaking Wonder Girl's tiny nipple. "How many times have I saved you in the past? I figure you owe me something." Robin began to close in on the girl.
"Please, Robin! Back off." The teenager was suddenly aware that she was still bound.
"Fucking typical!" Robin's face was a mask of hate. "You're ready to put out for the bad guy there, but turn into a fucking virgin whenever I want any. No wonder Batman's got the hots for Catwoman." He began pulling off his utility belt and forcing down his trunks and tights. "Well, you're not getting away with it time, slut!"
His gloved hand shot out and slammed the girl back onto her face. "You were going to give the nigger there an ass fuck, so I'll have a slice of that!" One hand forced Wonder Girl's shoulders to the floor while Robin's other hand guided his small cock towards Wonder Girl's pink anus.
"Wha-What's got into you, Robin?" The girl stammered as she felt the warm head of Robin's cock separate her butt cheeks.
"If I were you, I'd wonder what was going to get into you!" The red-breasted hero sniggered. "I've never done this before, so it might hurt!" He bucked his hips and the head of his dick squeezed into Wonder Girl's tiny anus. "Ahh!" The pressure was almost unbearable.
Wonder Girl echoed his cry as her tormentor increased his grip on the girl's shoulder. As Robin's cock remorselessly pushed further into her virgin butt, Wonder Girl felt like her insides were about to burst.
"No!" She tried to reason with the Boy Wonder. "We can…ugh…talk about this!"
Robin's foreskin was almost being ripped off from the pressure of Wonder Girl's tight ass. "No talk, just fuck!" The former hero was almost bestial in his attempts to force his seven-inch cock into Wonder Girl's butt. "I just can't get it in!" He finally squealed in frustration.
Then, from the dark room came a wailing, high-pitched voice. "For fuck's sake! Can't you do anything on your own!" A tall and grotesque figure strode onto the stage--The Joker! "If you're no good at ass fucking, I suppose that means all those rumors about you and the Bat are false." He reached into his pockets and brought out a tube of KY jelly. "Thankfully I am always prepared."
The arch criminal smeared an extra large dollop of jelly onto his hand and deposited it around Wonder Girl's puckered anus. Then he withdrew his own cock with his other hand and cackled, "What do you say to a bit of company, Wonder fuck?"
Wonder Girl was appalled. "Robin, you can't let him- aggghhh!" Her words were cut off by the pain of Robin finally being able to thrust his entire cock into her anal passage.
"Fuck off, slut!" Robin urged. "Come on, Joker, she's making me cum!" He forced even harder into Wonder Girl's protesting anus. Her eyes widened and the young girl's mouth opened completely in pain.
"What an inviting little mouth!" The Joker cried.
"You try it and I'll bite your fucking dick off!" Wonder Girl was amazed at the venom in her own voice.
"Oh, but then I'll only be able to sing soprano!" The Joker laughed. "Mind you, I don't think your sister, Wonder Tits, will be able to sing at all after I cut one of her boobs off!"
Wonder Girl instantly regretted her defiance. "I'm sorry, Joker. Please face-fuck me. Please, I want to swallow your cum!" Her speech was punctuated with groans and sighs as Robin continued his assault on her bottom.
"Actually, that wasn't what I had in mind!" Joker waved his long and thin penis in front of the girl's mouth. The villain's foreskin was white but the head of his cock was as green as his hair. "Watch the birdie!" He laughed as he began to urinate into her full red lips.
As Wonder Girl clamped her mouth shut, Joker ran the stream of piss across her face and hair, screaming with laughter. He shook the last few drops of pee into her dark bobbed hair. "Oh, what fun!" He giggled, his cock hardening as he began masturbating furiously.
"Oh fuck!" Robin cried. "HOLY FUCKING SHIT! I'm cumming!" The young hero make one last forcefully thrust and emptied a gallon of spunk up Wonder Girl's ass, gasping in ecstasy.
Even as Robin pulled his deflating dick from Wonder Girl's violated butt, Joker instantly replaced him, ramming his bizarre cock up her tortured anus. The villain's wild whooping was matched by his frantic humping of her stretched shitter, the young heroine's tight ring clamping around Joker's cock in a vain attempt to expel him. Thankfully it took only a few minutes before the green-haired villain screamed in orgasm, still laughing like a hyena.
"The only problem with a good ass fuck," the Joker said as he pulled himself out of Wonder Girl. "Is all the shit on your dick. Still, at least tonight we have our own cleaner." His white prick was still erect when he forced it under the debased girl's nose. "It's either you or your sister…" The villain sang.
Holding her breath, the Teen Titan opened her mouth and gently sucked the Joker's prick. "Use you tongue a bit more, girl." He instructed as he forced his meat down the girl's throat. "It's funny, but I never seem to get soft anymore." Gripping her by the scruff of her neck the Joker face-fucked her until he orgasmed again.
"What about me, Joker?" Robin protested, sitting on the side of the stage masturbating.
"You've been given your instructions by Supergirl, Boy Blunder. You're to rape another two superheroines and convert them to our cause. Just remember, Batman's to be left alone. I've my own plans for him. Other than that, you can screw anyone you want to your heart's content." The Joker let loose another hyena laugh. "As a matter of fact, you won't be able to help yourself! No cheerleader will be safe."
"Holy hot chicks!" Robin slammed his dick even harder. "The first slut I'm gonna nail is my fucking Aunt Harriet. I'm going to have my own pantygirdle sex slave!"
"Everyone has to have a hobby!" The white skinned clown giggled. "Now let the Wonder Fucker loose."
Wonder Girl, with the Joker's piss and cum dripping from her face, could hardly believe her ears. "You're letting me go?" She croaked, as a stream of white cum dribbled from her mouth.
Robin began slashing at the girl's bonds with a knife from his utility belt.
"Go? Good Lord, no." Said the Joker. "Thank you for your warm up act, Robin, but I think we're ready for the main event. Aren't we, gentlemen?"
The house lights went up and for the first time Wonder Girl could that see the room was full. Every supervillain she could think of was there: Lex Luthor, The Riddler, Two Face, Poison Ivy, Ma Parker and more. Even Killer Croc and Clayface. All were masturbating with the help of dancers or bouncers from the club.
Ma Parker, a thickset middle aged woman, blew smoke rings from a huge cigar. "When you're done up there, bird boy, I've got something for you down here!" She lifted her skirt and slip to reveal a black silky corset. She popped the crotch of the garment to reveal her old, swollen twat.
Hurriedly, Robin pulled Wonder Girl's underwear and shorts back into position. "I wanna slice of that snatch!" He yelled. Delicately, he adjusted her tunic so her large teen breasts were completely covered up. Apart from the semen running from the cleft of her butt, Wonder Girl's costume was perfect.
She, however, she was in less than perfect condition. The days of starvation and torture had taken their toll on the girl. There was no circulation in her legs or hands and the pain in her anus was still overwhelming. She knew she would have no chance of fighting her way through a room of supervillains. Wonder Girl hoped she could play for time until the circulation returned in her arms and legs.
"Remember," The Joker told the recovering superhero, "That these villains were bidding for the privilege of popping your cherry? Well, we couldn't decide who was to go first, so I suggested a compromise; they all pay the same fee to watch someone else fuck your twat!" He smiled as the house lights dimmed. "And guess who they nominated?"
The curtains at the back of the stage were pulled back to reveal a tall dominant female draped in a floor-length star spangled cape.
"Wonder Woman!" Wonder Girl cried triumphantly. "You've come to rescue me!"
"Not quite, dear sister," Wonder Woman smiled evilly. She threw back her cape to reveal her full costume--plus a huge black dildo strapped to her tight blue shorts. "I've come to fuck your sweet little pussy, just like you've always wanted me to!"
Wonder Girl screamed, but her sister just smiled. "Come now, sister. Surely you've always wanted to get a good suck on my tits? My nipples are so fucking tight for you, little sister!"
"No!" The young girl screamed. "Please don't…!" But her protests came too late.
Wonder Woman ran lustily to her captive sister and threw herself onto the teenager, slamming her massive breasts across Wonder Girl's face.
The girl tried to speak but found her mouth full of warm, soft flesh. "Ooh, yes!" Wonder Woman breathed. "Suck me, baby! Suck my tits!"
Wonder Girl tried to struggle away, but her wrists and ankles were still weak from her days of enforced bondage. Her fists flayed uselessly against Wonder Woman's incredible tits. The audience yelled with delight.
"Slap that bitch!" The Riddler screamed while throwing his cock down the throat of a dancer dressed as the Huntress.
"Spank her butt!" Ordered Lex Luthor while humping a Mary Marvel look-a-like from behind.
"Would you like that, baby?" Wonder Woman's long, delicate fingers slid down the girl's shorts and fondled the firm pantyhosed ass beneath. "You've a sexy ass, sister." She hissed. "I can't wait to ram my tongue up your shitter." The former heroine began licking her sister's sweating, struggling face. With a swift, violent movement, Wonder Girl's shorts were torn from her body.
Wonder Woman's scarlet fingernails ripped long tears in the translucent material of the younger girl's pantyhose. The girl arched her back trying to escape and headbutted her sister.
The crowd roared with laughter as blood poured from the superheroines forehead. "Bitch!" Wonder Woman dragged her sister to her feet by her nipples. The teenager screamed.
"So you like it rough, eh?" She whirled Wonder Girl around so that the girl faced the evil crowd. Then Wonder Woman forced her sister's legs apart and shredded the girl's pantyhose in a series of slashes that drew streaks of blood. Within seconds the hose was in tatters and Wonder Girl was left only in her top, white panties and boots.
Wonder Woman edged the tip of the enormous black dildo between the teen wonder's legs. "Any second now," She bit her sister's ear lobe. "I'm gonna pop your cherry! And I'm gonna pop it hard!"
"Show us her tits!" The call was from Two-Face, who had both "Catwoman" and "Batwoman" models licking at his dick. "Both of them!" He laughed as he rammed two fingers up the Catwoman-dancer's pussy.
"Everybody wants to see your baps, sister." Wonder Woman hissed. "I always did. I've always wanted to suck those baps since you were old enough to need a bra. Lick and suck those sweet titties of yours!" She smiled in the girl's face. "You know we're all lesbians on Paradise Island. We just get some drunken sailors every few hundred years to breed with. After all, we have to get new Amazon pussy somehow, don't we? Why don't we go back home after this and show mummy what we've learned?"
Disgusted, Wonder Girl found herself impaled on the black dildo as she gathered her strength. Much as she hated to admit it, the teen had realized that she would have to treat her sister far harder than any other criminal to avoid being raped by her. Although in her weakened state she knew victory to be almost impossible, Wonder Girl resolved to try!
Wonder Woman's hands were mauling at the teen breasts and the Amazing Amazon was breathing deeply with passion. The dildo was furiously working itself at Wonder Girl's panties, threatening at any moment to force itself up and past her last line of defense. The time to strike was now!
The girl forced all her weight down on the dildo, unbalancing Wonder Woman. Then Wonder Girl dug her elbows into the Amazon's sides, thankfully missing the reinforcements of Wonder Woman's patriotic bustier. The raven- haired ex-heroine fell heavily to the ground, grabbing Wonder Girl's tunic for support. The flimsy scarlet material came away in her hands leaving the teenage marvel flying across the stage in just her plain white underwear and black leather boots.
Wonder Woman herself collapsed on the opposite side of the stage, her titanic tits dislodged by the scuffle. The sight made the perverted crowd scream for more.
"Little bitch!" Wonder Woman screamed as she leapt to her feet. "I'm going to rip your clit in two for that!" A flying leap sent her spike-heeled boot into Wonder Girl's fleshy thighs.
The girl stifled a cry, but kept her composure long enough to grab Wonder Woman's long legs and topple her like a log. Wonder Girl's fingernails dug deep into her sister's thighs. The youngster knew that she had to play as dirty as her sister if she wanted to survive. "Fuck you, twat!" The half-naked girl spat.
Her cry, however, was cut short when Wonder Woman elbowed her in the stomach, winding her. "Slag!" Wonder Woman followed up her attack with a slap across the face. "Just lie still and let me fuck you!" She commanded.
Dripping with sweat, Wonder Girl twisted as her sister tried to force herself between the teen's thighs. "Like fuck I will!" She crawled away, presenting her pert cotton clad bottom to her sister.
Wonder Woman shot out her arm and grabbed the young girl's thin bra strap. "Maybe you want to fuck me, is that it? Maybe I'll let you, afterwards." She pulled the strap like a leash, digging the material deep into Wonder Girl's sides. "If I don't decide to fuck you to death!" The heroine's other hand reached for the waistband of the girl's panties, pausing only to stroke a long finger between the cheeks of Wonder Girl's butt.
Suddenly, the bra gave way and Wonder Girl fell free, her large young breasts swinging loose. She flipped over quickly, ignoring the pain in her ankles and wrists and placed a boot squarely on Wonder Woman's left nipple. As the tall amazon fell to her back in agony the young girl threw herself over her opponent, straddling herself over Wonder Woman's massive breasts.
Wonder Girl's panties were stretched almost to bursting point. If she hadn't been preoccupied with the fight, she might have noticed the burning sensation between her legs and an unusual wetness in her crotch. However she was busy balling her fists together as a club and pounding her sister's forehead. Wonder Woman's free tits bounced up and down against the girl's inner thighs. Both females' flesh was burning with passion.
"Do you think we should help her?" Asked Poison Ivy as she pissed into the mouth of one of the manager's henchmen.
"No!" Ma Baker had Robin on the floor and was moving heavily over his face. "If the little slut wins I'll fuck her!" She laughed.
Despite the pounding on her face, Wonder Woman was still struggling as strongly as ever. Wonder Girl realized that she would have to resort to more basic tactics if she wanted to win. The teen quickly reached for her sister's tits and sank her nails into the firm mounds.
"You little shit!" Wonder Woman screamed. She desperately tried to dislodge the lithe heroine but to no avail. The pain was indescribable! "I'll fucking kill you for this!"
"No chance!" Wonder Girl spat in her face. All her morals had deserted her in the fight for survival. Even if she could defeat her own sister, Wonder Girl knew she had a room full of the world's greatest super villains to contend with.
Wonder Girl squeezed her sister's super sized tits until the flesh turned white. Wonder Woman's lungs pierced the ears of the assembled villains. The teenager leapt to her feet and rammed her boot into her sister's squirming crotch. The girl hoped she could make her escape while the criminals were disabled. However she didn't even leave the stage. Wonder Woman's legs snaked out and tripped her sister.
Wonder Girl fell headlong into the spotlights at the side of the stage, bloodying her face and causing her to black out for a few seconds. The tall figure of Wonder Woman staggered to her sister and threw her onto her back. "You fought a good fight, sister," She cracked Wonder Girl across the face. "But now it's time to kiss your virginity goodbye!" With a lightening move she snapped Wonder Girl's last strip of clothing from her, revealing at last the teen's hairless pussy.
There was a low rumble of approval from the stunned crowd.
Wonder Girl's cunt was perfect. Even Wonder Woman sighed with admiration. It was smooth and golden brown and curved gently into an inviting pink gash. The folds of flesh glistened slightly with anticipation. To keep the girl in place Wonder Woman placed her full body weight onto her sister.
"Say hello to Mr. Cock!" Wonder Woman laughed as she eased the massive dildo into her sister's tiny hole. The stunned girl just moaned for a moment, then the pressure from her cunt began to send pain signals to her brain.
"Motherfucker!" She screamed.
Wonder Woman grinned. "No, sister fucker!" She jiggled the cock head up and down her sister's clit. Wonder Woman was inches away from Wonder Girl's face and she could feel the girl's hot breath. The superhero began nuzzling herself into the teenager's soft white face.
"It won't be too bad," She whispered to the struggling girl while licking the sweat from her face. "You'll like it. I'll teach you to suck my clit and lick my tits. And you'll enjoy it." Wonder Woman heaved her pelvis and the huge dildo penetrated Wonder Girl's hymen.
"AAAAARRGH!" The girl screamed, but Wonder Woman sucked the scream out of her.
"Little baby," She purred, "Sweet little baby." The Amazon pulled the bloody tool from her sister's cunt and then rammed it home again. "I love to fuck this sweet cunt of yours!" Wonder Girl was crying now, but her sister kissed the tears gently from her burning cheeks. "It's not too bad, sister. Sometime soon you'll cum and I'll kiss the honey from your cunt. But not for a while yet."
The Teen Wonder could not answer. She could only moan and whimper as her body betrayed her. Although she was sickened and appalled by what was happening to her, the girl's hips seemed to be reacting to Wonder Woman's thrusts. The strange sensations in her crotch threatened to burn her down. And the soft sensations of her sister's kisses made her bare nipples tingle.
Wonder Woman began to bite her sister's nipples viciously while continuing the relentless pounding of Wonder Girl's twat. The raven-haired superhero rammed the dildo's full twelve inches into her sister's body and began to force it even further. "Feeling the pain, my sister?" She hissed. "There's always pain with pleasure, and I can tell you're feeling the pleasure. Your face is scarlet with ecstasy and your cunt is soaking wet with desire for your sister." Wonder Woman clawed at the teenager's burning breasts. "But I can make it less painful for you, sister. Just tell me how much you like me fucking your cunt. Scream it out and I'll be gentle with you."
Wonder Girl bit her lip to stop her tongue from betraying her.
Enraged, Wonder Woman gripped her sister's shoulders savagely and began to hump the dildo even further into Wonder Girl's virgin pussy. "You will scream, you bitch!" She hissed. "You'll fucking beg me to screw you, or I'll fuck you to death!"
In her sister's dark eyes, Wonder Girl could see that this was no idle threat. Clamping her eyes shut did nothing to ease her suffering, however. Wonder Woman began to attack the teenager's ears, biting into her fleshy lobes. Suddenly her nipples, already at the exploding point, began to burn even more. How could she be getting so much extra pleasure from her ears?
Wonder Woman pulled the dildo almost all the way out of her sister. Then she began teasing the youngster's clit with the head of her vicious looking appendage. "You will scream for me, little sister. When every inch of your body is electrified with sex, you'll scream for me to fuck you."
"F-fuck you!" Wonder Girl struggled to control her breathing. Her older sibling cracked her hand across Wonder Girl's face. "Ugh!" She cried. Another slap slammed out, echoing across the club's walls. "AAArgh!" Wonder Girl's scream was punctuated by sobs. With another crack, the girl's face was beginning to turn red. With superhuman reflexes, Wonder Woman was able to time her thrusts and her stinging whacks so they were simultaneous.
The far more inexperienced superheroine was having difficulty in controlling her own body responses. Her body seemed to relax with every slap instead of stiffening up. Her slim hips were bucking and writhing with every thrust of her sister's dildo. There was a special heat growing from a secret place deep inside her.
The crowd of villains was now on its feet, cheering the rape on. Wonder Girl felt the room closing in on her. She could hardly concentrate on anything because of the unrelenting waves of pleasure her own body was generating. "Oh, no," She murmured as another wave crashed over her. "NO!" The crowd roared louder as the tortured heroine, red-faced and covered in glistening sweat, began to sink into despair.
"No," Wonder Girl whimpered as her body began to stiffen with her coming climax.
"Yes!" Her sister screamed at her. "Cum you little shit!"
Shaking violently the teenager felt her tits and cunt burn with pleasure. "Arrrgh! Arrrh! Arrrrrhhh!!!" Wonder Girl yelled from the dark pit of her soul as she orgasmed for the first time. Her sister buried the dildo deep within her and slowly began to rotate the giant phallus in time with the youngster's screams.
Slowly, Wonder Woman withdrew the dildo, now glistening with the teenager's pussy juices. Poison Ivy and Ma Parker ran to the stage and instantly began to kiss the frightening dick while massaging Wonder Woman's titanic tits.
Wonder Girl was left exhausted on the stage floor as the male members of the audience took positions around her and began masturbating over her vulnerable body. "No more!" she weeped, but the villains took no pity on her.
Over her head Killer Croc was whacking his scaly cock furiously. Robin the Boy Wonder had one of the girl's frozen feet to rub against his own penis, while Luthor and the Riddler used the girl's tiny hands as wanking instruments. Joker sat astride the teenager, with his white and green prick in the valley between her tanned tits.
"Fucking hot bitch!"
"I'm gonna cum in your mouth, slut!"
"Toss me off, baby, I want to cum all over you!"
"Wank me, wank me, wank me!"
Their voices became a blur as the girl could feel consciousness slipping away from her. The sea of cocks in front of her was moving faster and faster. Wonder Girl had never seen a penis up close before, and was totally unprepared for the hot storm of jizz that erupted over her.
Cum landed on her tits, her pubes, and her face. It matted her long dark hair and dribbled into her savaged ears. A large wad of the Joker's green cum landed on her nose and trailed slowly towards her bright red lips. The villains used every part of her raped body to wipe the cum off their dicks; feet, legs, hands, tits were all coated with man slime until every square inch of the teen hero was covered in cum.
Wonder Girl just lay on the floor, quivering uncontrollably. She had been betrayed by her friend, her sister and now her own body. And she was still trapped. With her mouth closed firmly against the Joker's green cum, Wonder Girl prayed for death.
Suddenly, the curtains at the back of the stage were opened again, and Supergirl strode onto the platform. She wore a new costume, fashioned out of a super indestructible material resembling latex, that was of darker colors (navy blue top, maroon boots, skirt and cape) than before, reflecting her defection from the ranks of innocence to the army of depravity.
By her side walked what at first glance looked like a big dog, but further inspection revealed it as the manager. He walked on all fours and wore a muzzle like a dog. What looked like a red cape on his back was in fact a silky slip torn from Supergirl's adopted mother when the superheroine had paid a very unexpected visit home. Otherwise, he wore only Supergirl's discarded thong panties and her cum stained pantyhose. It was clear that the tables had been turned and the manager was now just a serum-induced slave of the perverted heroine he had created.
"I'm glad you all enjoyed the show." The Kryptonian she-devil told the audience. "I hope it will be the first of many."
The audience applauded loudly, apart from Poison Ivy, whose hand was lodged inside Wonder Woman's pussy.
"We've brought your money, Supergirl." The Joker pointed to a suitcase full of hundred dollar bills. "And I've brought another half million for my two little surprises!" He laughed.
Supergirl smiled, but not at the Joker. Money was not important to her, she didn't plan to set herself up as a crime boss, like the manager had intended. Sex was now the only thing that mattered to her. Sex in as many varied and degrading ways possible. Sex with men, sex with women, sex with animals, sex with aliens on a million unexplored planets. And turning all of those creatures into sex crazed beasts themselves, that was Supergirl's aim.
"Excellent, Joker." She clicked her fingers and two huge doormen (dressed as the Flash and Hawkman) brought a huge box into the center of the stage. Then they hauled the limp body of Wonder Girl into the box, tying her hands and feet and slapping duct tape over her mouth. The fake Hawkman took advantage of the girl's helplessness and rammed three fingers up her cunt while the other lowered Wonder Girl into the box by her nipples. These villains had imaginations and sexual fantasies far in excess of Supergirl's and she was happy to let then feed her perversions.
Wonder Girl still had not been given the sex serum, and this amused Supergirl. The Joker had come up with a plan that would expand the trusting teenager's torture even further, and create even more sex slaves in the process. Supergirl's cunt lips began salivating at the thought.
She raised her dark red skirt and pulled her purple panties to one side. The sexy twisted heroine snapped her fingers and pointed to her hairless snatch. The manager pulled his muzzle up and began to lap at Supergirl's cunt. She raised her shiny maroon boots and dug her stiletto heels into the manager's sides, drawing blood. Snapping her fingers at the two fake heroes, she instructed them to remove the box.
"You know where to take it," she smiled. "And remember, it's cash on delivery!"
It seemed like only a short time later when Wonder Girl felt the box being opened. She had been jostled and bruised by the experience but had gathered her strength. As blinding light flooded into her makeshift prison, the teen wonder leapt upwards and out.
She landed on a heavy oak table in a dignified room, one that was instantly recognizable to almost every superhero: Gotham Police Commissioner Gordon's office. Wonder Girl stood on the table poised for action but totally unable to move because of her surprise.
Commissioner Gordon and Police Chief O'Hara stared in amazement at the sight of the naked superhero posing before them. "Begorra!" Breathed the Irish police chief.
"It's Wonder Girl, isn't it?" Asked the Commissioner. "It looks like you bagged more than just a couple of the Joker's goons in fancy dress, O'Hara."
"Thank Hera!" Wonder Girl sighed as she stepped from the table. "I'm safe at last."
"Look at ye, girl!" Stormed the Irishman. "Naked as the day you were born!"
Wonder Girl blushed and tried to hide her large breasts. "I'm sorry." She apologized.
"Ye should be girl!" O'Hara stormed. "What sorta example is that to set for the youth of the world?"
"Yes, really, Wonder Girl!" The conservative Commissioner's voice was stern. "I could have you arrested under the Public Decency Act."
The heroine smiled in spite of her ordeal. These two guardians of law and order could always be counted on to uphold the letter of the law.
The Police Chief agreed with his boss. "Walking 'round like that, deserves to be punished." O'Hara took off his coat and walked towards the teen wonder.
"There's a reason for this, Commissioner…" the girl began but was cut off by the burly police chief.
"Aye, there's always a good reason."
"No, really," She protested. The police in Gotham were renowned for their dumbness, but this was getting ridiculous. "If you'd just let me finish!"
But O'Hara wouldn't let her start.
The middle aged Irishman sat on the edge of the Commissioner's desk, grabbed the heroine by her slim waist, and pulled her over his lap. "I'll make ye think twice about walking 'round naked, or in those cock teasin' outfits you young girls wear!"
Wonder Girl stared in disbelief at the distinguished Commissioner. "Sir, I have to tell you about a hideous plot against all the heroes in the world. Already Supergirl, Robin and my own sister have been ensnared."
The silver-haired man looked at Wonder Girl, as if trying to take her measure. Slowly, deliberately, he took his hands from the pockets of his expensive suit. Then, again very deliberately, he began to unzip his trousers. You didn't have to tell us that, Wonder Slut. Marsha, Queen of Diamonds was here not half an hour ago and she let us in on the whole deal.
O'Hara pushed his ruddy face up to Wonder Girl's shocked expression. "She let me lick out her shitter!" He smiled, obscenely sticking out his tongue. Suddenly, the young heroine felt a dull pressure as the Irishman forced his thumb into her anus.
"NO!" Wonder Girl screamed, as she realized that she had been tricked into a false sense of security. "NO--umph!" Her mouth was filled with the Commissioner's small penis. The most respected police officer in the world grabbed a handful of the girl's hair, lifted her face up and then thrust his cock deep inside.
In the background, several hidden TV cameras broadcast the scene of the apparent rape all over the country.
Back in Supergirl's lair, the perverted Kryptonian smiled as she watched the monitor. She purred orders into a microphone, while the manager lapped at her cunt.
"After you've shot your load in her mouth, give her a good long frenchie, Commissioner! I'm tired of her innocence now. Send her back to that private school of hers and see how much damage she can do there!"
"What now, Supergirl?" Two-Face was fucking Wonder Woman's pussy, while Killer Croc's monster dick forced its way up the Amazon's shit hole. At the same time, Wonder Woman was sucking off the Joker and giving hand jobs to both Robin and the Riddler.
"There are still a lot of heroes out there to be corrupted," Supergirl replied, her evil smile growing wider. "And we'll get them all. But next," She orgasmed at her own secret fantasy. "I've got something really SUPER in mind. And then, a little time travel…"
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