This story contains subject matter of an adult nature. If you are easily offended by stories of rape, bondage, sex, and mythological beasts then do not read any further for this story will offend you.
Also this author holds no claim on the character Supergirl. Supergirl is copyright of DC Comics. On the other hand I do claim copyright of the character Mortis De Ath, as he is one of my creations.
To webmasters, I care not if you post this story on your page, just as long as credit is given back to me Asche, the author.
For those fans, who still remain loyal after prolly a year of no part II, I hope you forgive me and this installment makes up for it. I will do my best to get part III out ASAP. And I think this installment will contain what so many of you have been waiting for. The ravishment of Supergirl.
Now to let the fun begin.
Mortis Vs Supergirl The much coveted sequel
Mortis, approached the helpless heroine, his blood engorged member standing at full attention as he moved in between her spread legs, and presses his mushrom tip against her sex. His bullish face taking drinking down the fear in his powerless victims blue orbs, adding to his excitement. He relived the battle with this powerful female warrior, looking so superior when she went to face him, and how far she had fallen since she had met him, laying there on the altar he had erected to The Great Horned Hunter of the Night his patron deity for this very occasion, with a pair of cum soaked panties stuck in her mouth as a gag.
Wonder Woman helpless against the commands of her lasso sat tied to the stalagmite, furiously rubbing her clit with one hand and rolling a now erect and very hard nipple around with her other hand bringing her to a higher level of pleasure. Against her will she started to moan, as she became more and more aroused, by her own ministrations. Slowly the world started to fade before her as she lost her self in her own forced mastabatory bliss.
Supergirl looked into her captor’s eyes, unable to hide her fear, knowing that she was going to be raped again, and there was nothing she could to stop this monster from ravishing her. Still she tried to struggle to break free of her bonds, crying out into her gag as her muscles tightened trying to pull herself free from her stony captivity. Her muffled cries, echoing throughout the cavern, coming back to her ears reminding her of how truly helpless she was. Her head turned to the side to see the plight of Wonder Woman being forced to please herself, until her time on the executioner’s block.
The behemoth watched his prey struggle enjoying the play of her muscles, as she tried to break free. He liked the spirit still showing in her eyes, and relished the thought of crushing that spirit, breaking her, and seeing that spirit die within her. His sausage like fingers starting to stroke her costume covered sex, eliciting a muffled squeal from his captive and causing her to arch her back as she tried to pull away from his intrusive molesting.
With his free hand he encompassed one of the girl's of steel's breasts, mauling it in his massive palm, eliciting a sharp squeal of pain from his powerless captive. Mortis chuckled deeply, sliding his fingers stroking Supergirl's cunt under the fabric covering her crotch and sliding it aside to bare her sex, and slipping his middle finger into her dry fuck hole, eliciting a sharp scream from his victim.
He looked down up the maid of might with a wry grin, showing sharp canines, and let out a low chuckle as he commented, "My dear Supergirl, it would appear you are not enjoying yourself yet. And to think I had heard that all you heroines were sluts that got off on being forced, maybe I should help you out a bit."
The warrior priest started to incant in a deep guttural harsh sounding language that grated on the heroine's ears, and finished his chanting with a loud bellow, "Supergirl, in the name of the Great Horned Hunter of the Night, I command ye to, ORGASM!"
Supergirl felt the magical command infusing in her brain and she struggled to resist the command, of this demented pervert, but suddenly a stronger force than she could ever imagine overwhelmed her as she felt the will of a god insinuating itself behind the command smashing through her walls of resistance, eliciting a powerful orgasm, one beyond her wildest imaginations. Her back arched up painfully as the waves of pleasure rolled through her, every muscle in her body clenching and tightening, as a long pleasurable wail, broke through her gag, resounding off the cavern walls "MMMMMPPPPPPPPPPPPPPHHHHH!"
Her juices exploding around the monstrous finger in her snatch, spraying out onto the altar, and even on the belly and cock of her violator. Seconds turned into hours to the pleasure wracked brain of the maid of steel, as wave after wave of sensuous pleasure rocked through, and as suddenly as it began it was over, leaving her drained and slumped weakly against the altar, the coolness of the stone bleeding through her costume and bringing a slit chill to her flush heated skin. The contradiction in feelings making her skin tingle and her nipples harden more, as her head rolled groggily from side to side, slight moans being absorbed by the cum soaked gag in her mouth.
The muscular behemoth smiled at the effects of his spell on the heroine, noticing her barely perceptive moans of pleasure as he played with her breast and cunt. He slowly finger banged her, working in more fingers at a time to stretch her sex in preparal for his unusually large member, and watched the beads of sweat roll down the sides of her face leaving glistening trails behind them.
Wonder Woman watched her friend's powerful orgasm, through her passion clouded vision, bringing herself closer and closer to an orgasm, she was still trying to struggle to keep the moans in, to obtain some satisfaction and not let this vile monster hear that her resolve was weakening, but it was a battle she was fast loosing, as her moans and coos of pleasure started to leak out more and more, and increasing in volume, slowly and unaware of her actions she started to pull aside the drenched crotch of her fabric slipping a finger into her dripping fuck hole, sliding it in and out as much as the play of the rope would allow her, her thumb pressed against her clit working it as her finger pumped in and out. Her unattended nipple screamed for attention, in her brain, but the commands of the rope held and she kept rolling and pinching her other teat in her hand trying to elicit as much pleasure from it as she could, her pleasured moans growing in crescendo as her conscious mind slips further and further from any futile though of resistance against the insidious commands of her captor.
Mortis could smell the arousal of both his captives, bringing him to an even higher state as a feeling over power overwhelmed him, knowing these two mighty heroines of this world could not stand against him. He couldn't wait any longer; he had to have this maid of might. He pulled out the four thick fingers he had slid into the maid of might’s dripping snatch, and placed the tip of his mushroom tipped spear against her lower lips, letting it the tip just barely part them apart, as he took his massive hands and pulled her top down to let her generous large breasts spill free, and grabbed one in each hand as he braced to enter her tight fuck hole with his enormous manhood.
He clenched his ass muscles tensing them and pushed forward with his inhuman strength, forcing himself into the now well lubricated slit of Supergirl's, sliding his gargantuan head in, feeling her stretch to accept his gigantic size, his hands tightening their hold on the tits of steel, his fingers turning white with the pressure, making her breasts cave in painfully, as his corded arms bunched and heaved helping him plunge his thick veined shaft into the rapidly stretching fuck hole of the princess of steel.
Supergirl felt the intense stabbing pain as her captor forced himself into her, stretching her painfully, more than she thought she could have ever stretched. She bit on her gag as her muffled screams slowly started to turn towards moans and coos of pleasure, unwittingly pulling herself forward to help this monster penetrate her.
Mortis worked himself in a few inches before his forward momentum halted and he pulled back till just his tip was left in her womanhood, and with another violent powerful thrust, he pushed his purple headed warrior back into her eliciting more squeals and moans, a mixture of pain and pleasure as he gained another couple of inches with this thrust, stretching her more to allow his monstrous cock better entry. Again he withdrew till only his head remained nestled in her womanly folds, only to pound his way back into her. Repeating the process till she had accepted as much of his man meat as she could.
Supergirl gasped in mixtures of pleasure and pain as the behemoth worked his way into her, panting heavily into her gag, letting out slight "MmMmphs!" with each forward thrust, the more her sex grew accustomed to his size the more pleasurable it became as the boiling hot invader heated her inner walls, bring more pussy juices flowing to help lubricate her love canal, and make each thrust of his easier. Even the pain in her breasts from the incredibly strong vice grip the mighty minotaur had there turned to pleasure as his course palms roughly massaged her very swollen nubs. Her clit slid out of its protective hood, and with each thrust and retraction of the veiney member brushing against it eliciting an even more pleasurable response from the maid of might, driving her levels of pleasure even higher. Her remaining energy quickly being drained and overwhelmed by the intense passions flowing through her body, her head lolls to the side weakly, her blurry eyes barely able to focus on Wonder Woman, watching Wonder Woman being forced to play with herself, as the amazon's eyes are just as glassy and lust filled as Supergirl’s own eyes.
The Amazon princess watched through half closed eyes, as the minotaur ravished her friend and sometimes partner, helpless to do anything but masturbate herself, her nimble fingers working a strong magic on her incredibly aroused body, and the scene being played out before her bringing about a primal lust in her, that fired her inner passions more, bringing about a powerful orgasm, as she made eye contact with the maid of might, her scream echoing throughout the gloomy underdark, "Nnnnnghhhhh.......ooOOOOHHHH!.. H...H...Hera!" she cried as the damn burst and her fluids came flooding out of her soaking her fingers and star spangled costume, and pooling on the cold cavern floor between her legs. Her body tensed powerfully straining against her magical bonds as the orgasm kept ripping into her, causing her to go into contractions, for several seconds, until she slumped weakly against the rough stalagmite she was bound to, her head slumping on to her chest, and her breath coming in ragged gasps, as she slowly started to recover from her mind blowing orgasm.
Mortis struggled to contain himself upon hearing the amazon's erotic cry of pleasure as she brought herself to orgasm, and through sheer force of will held himself in check, as he starting mercilessly pounding into the bound heroine, each thrust working in and out of her faster and faster, driving her down into the stone of the altar with each hard fast thrust, her firm ass making meaty slapping sounds, and shimming slightly from each contact it made with the cold stone of the altar.
Supergirl couldn't contain herself anymore, still reeling from the blows of the magical onslaught, and then the molesting followed by the intense hard fucking she was receiving from this behemoth, she started her second orgasm of the night, this one even more intense than the fist, her vaginal muscles clamping down so tightly on the fleshy intruder she halted his momentum totally, as the walls of her love canal spasm strongly stroking the veiney member with their convulsions, bringing the mighty giant down with his own powerful release, his fluids exploding deep into the princess of power's love canal, filling it to over flowing, and leaking out around the sides, to pool with her own juices on the altar.
He leaned weakly on the blonde bombshell slowly regaining his strength from such a powerful release, noting that the last orgasm was to much for her, sending her reeling into the depths of oblivion again, her blonde hair cascading about her head forming a golden halo, and a small self contented smile adorned her sleeping features.
The might warrior slowly pulled himself out of his first prize of the evening, making a loud POP as his head broke the suction of her hold on him, almost as if it didn't want to let go of him. He staggered over to the still masturbating amazon, and took her leash in hand, giving her one last command before he went to recuperate so he would be ready for her ordeal, "Sleep, my busty amazon fuck toy. You're turn will be on the morrow, you will not awaken till I tell you to."
He watched contently as the mighty amazon dozed off into slumber, then weakly checking the bindings on the maid of might, to see that they were still intact made his way to get some sleep, and prepare for mighty Wonder Woman.
The Maid of Might slowly awakened from her slumber. She blearily eyed her surroundings to find that she was somewhere new. The cavern was dark except for an eerie blue light that appeared to be emanating from behind. Supergirl could feel her lithe arms pulled tight past her head, and the smooth chill touch of metal manacles around them. She could feel her legs bent under her painfully, and more cool metal of manacles and her ankles. Her legs were spread wide open, with some kind of bar attached to each knee stretching them as far as her legs could go with her calves pinned under her. She didn’t feel the stone altar beneath her now, it felt more as if, she were lying upon something soft. Though her position was far from comfortable.
She examined herself with her eyes, as she came more awake. As she looked over her body, the first thing that greeted her was her breasts exposed for the entire world to see; her nipples erect from the slight underground chill. Her face heated in embarrassment as she realized her nudity, but she fought it back down as her gaze traveled up to see her hands manacled to the floor, and emitting the eerie blue light that was lighting up the cavern she was in.
The Princess of Power tested the strength of the chains hoping that her powers had returned, her lithe arms bunching as she heaved with all her might against the enchanted chains that bound her and robbed her of her powers. She struggled for a few minutes against her magical bindings before trying to think of something else she could do. Invariably her thoughts went to her missing friend Wonder Woman. Supergirl wondered where the Amazon Princess was, and how she was faring.
Elsewhere in the labyrinth of underground passages, in a familiar chamber, bound to the same altar that Supergirl contained Supergirl an unknown length of time before, lay the Amazonian princess, the brunette bombshell, known to the world as the superheroine Wonder Woman.
Unlike her predecessor, Wonder Woman lay upon the altar totally devoid of her costume except for her tiara, and bracelets. Her arms had pinned together behind her back at the elbows by her lasso, and then again at the wrists. Her legs had been spread wide open to hang off each side of the altar and bent painfully back as far as they could go, and each ankle roped to her wrists. Her blue satin star spangled shorts had been stuffed into her mouth to serve as a gag for the brunette bombshell, and hands of stone encompassed her massive mummeries, pinning the large mounds of flesh painfully to her chest, pale white skin slipping between the spread out gray digits. More hands of stone pinned her thighs down to the stone altar holding her immobile.
The leering bull visage of her captor leered down at her sleeping form, holding the slack of the lasso in his left hand while his eyes gazed over the sleeping beauty, enjoying the anticipation of this nights activities, and knowing that his quest was soon near its end, and that his god will be happy, very happy with the results of his mission. He spoke in his deep baritone voice, "Wonder Woman I command you to awaken from your slumber."
The Amazon, heard the command from the lasso burn through her brain, cutting through the fog of sleep, and waking her almost instantly. She instinctively struggled against her bonds, squealing into her cum soaked gag as her mind became aware of how she was positioned and how tightly stretched she was over the altar.
"Ahhh… the mighty Amazon princess how far you have fallen now. Stop your struggling, escape is futile." The Minotaur warrior waited a few seconds for the command to take hold and for his lovely fuck toy to stop struggling. "We are going to have so much fun tonight. I think even more than you did last night, because I know you Amazons to be such cock sluts, and truly I have the mightiest member you have ever seen. So how about we get you turned on."
He paused watching the murderous glare Wonder Woman directed at him, as he teased her. "I like this lasso of yours so much, it saves me from having to use my magic to get you all wet, so why don’t you just get all hot and bothered for me, and get all lubricated. Think of the most erotic moment you have ever had with any lover and relive those memories."
Wonder Woman looked up at her captors leering face with horror in her eyes as the last command was spoken, her fear filled eyes slowly glazing over with lust as memories of her first time with Steve Trevor flooded her mind’s eye. She flowed back through time, reliving that first night his gentle caress, the smell of his cologne. As the images poured through her mind, her body reacted, and soon a small puddle formed between her legs.
Mortis leaned down and lapped at the puddle tasting her love juices, before preparing to enter her. He pressed his one eyed warrior against her nether lips, and started to bull his way in, pushing against her tightness forcing her sex to stretch to accept his member. The mighty princess moaned into her gag, as she felt the initial entry, thinking it was Steve entering her. Her body working to help allow her rapist entry.
Mortis used several thrusts to plunge into her womanly depths, finding Wonder Woman in her condition much easier to work into. He braced his hands against some of the stone ones pinning the Amazon to the altar, and started to slowly jack hammer her dripping cunt, building up speed.
Wonder Woman arched her back as much as she could her head rolling to the side, as she felt the huge veiney cock of the Minotaur start to saw in and out of her, the bulging veins of the massive intruder rubbing against the walls of her love canal, sending her to pleasure she had never before experienced. Under the mental assault of her love making with Steve, and the highly pleasurable man spearing pounding into her, Wonder Woman quickly orgasmed once, her whole body convulsing, and spasming, causing her nipples to rub against the smooth chilled stone of the hands encompassing her breasts, adding more erotic sensations to her ordeal.
The mighty warrior pounded on, fighting the tightly gripping walls of Wonder Woman’s clenching pussy, his inhuman endurance allowing him to keep going, eventhough this slut under him was getting off faster than two jack rabbits in full heat. He intended this one to last awhile, the Minotaurs and Amazons having a long feud that spread millennium, and he being the first of his kind to get their hands on Amazonian royalty.
He pounded into Wonder Woman harder and faster, working out thousands of years of racial aggression, in this one brutal act, enjoying the fact that the might Amazon princess was bucking and rocking her hips along with him, keeping up with his frantic hurried rhythm. She only broke it as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her, causing all her muscles to tighten and contract simultaneously several times, to moan loudly and erotically into her costume that was gagging her mouth.
Finally the minotaur hero couldn’t hold back his own mounting orgasm, and thrust deep into his captive, letting his seed flow deep into her fuck box. He held his place, letting every drop of his seed fill her, and gush out around the interlocked couple and to spill onto the altar, mixing with the lake of love juices that poured out from Wonder Woman.
Mortis finally pulled out his still rigid spear, and eye balled Wonder Woman’s puckered asshole thinking of violating her again, but a calling burned into his mind reminding him to finish his business as time was growing short. He went to command the amazon into unconsciousness but saw that she had passed out long ago from the orgasms she had endured.
He started undoing her bonds, first untying each ankle, and letting them flop weakly to the ground, Wonder Woman having no strength after the hard fast fucking Mortis gave her to even think of repositioning them. He captor next dispelled the stone hands letting them melt and flow back into the altar beneath the princess. He picked up her limp form in his gigantic arms and slung her over his shoulder and carried her off to the birthing chambers, with Supergirl.
Supergirl heard the fleshy slap of footsteps on stone approaching, and turned to watch the Minotaur who had defeated her and Wonder Woman enter, with the Amazon bound and slung over a shoulder of his. She watched as he lay her down on a soft pallet that looked to be made of pillows, and blankets, and start to bind her in the same positions as Supergirl herself was bound. Her gaze held a bit of fear, but also curiosity wondering what was going on here, but she was still gagged with a pair of woman’s panties, she lay still and watched hoping that their captor would leave, and that she with Wonder Woman could work out a plan of escape.
To Supergirl’s dismay though, the Minotaur turned towards her after he finished binding Wonder Woman, and chanted in his deep gravelly voice in that strange language that he had used last night. Supergirl watched in amazement as she saw his hands light up, and tried to wriggle away as he placed them on her stomach. She felt a slight tingling work its way from her flesh deeper into her skin, slowly to her womb. She watched as the Minotaur smiled deeply and went back to chanting again, though this time when Supergirl felt the magic course through her, she felt searing pain as the magic blasted into her stomach, and spread out over her body causing it all to tingle.
To her surprise and dismay in the matter of seconds, The princess of Power saw her stomach starting to swell. She stared in shocked awe as she watched it grow, and then she felt something kick her stomach, but before any rational thought could occur, more pain roared through her body. The pain this time so intense causing her to black out in her weakened condition.
Supergirl and Wonder Woman awoke at the same time, slowly groaning and stretching to find themselves free of their bindings, and the stars of a night sky, shining down on them. They quickly looked around to see several other young women still unconscious strewn about the park around them. "Oh by Rao! We are free Wonder Woman! What happened?"
"I don’t know Supergirl, the last I remember was being ravished by that vile monster while he made me relive…." Wonder Woman stopped, her cheeks beet red from embarrassment. "It’s not important, lets get this young women to the hospital, and go looking for him at…."
"Go looking for him where?"
"Funny, I can’t remember where he took us. I think he used my lasso on me one more time."
Wonder Woman fumed at the realization that she could not remember how she had found him the first time or where she had found him, but both the heroines silently vowed they would find Mortis De Ath again, and teach him a lesson he would not forget.