BEWARE: JD is a very extreme author, proceed with caution.
Courtney Whitmore, the sixteen-year-old heroine newly known as Stargirl and formerly the Star Spangled Kid, woke in humid darkness. The last thing she remembered was going to sleep in her bed in Blue Valley, Nebraska. Immediately afraid, the toned young blonde tried to sit up. Her arms were splayed out to the sides; cold, sharp-edged metal dug into her wrists as she tried to move her arms. Similar metal restraints were around her ankles, which were spread painfully wide. Stargirl felt almost like she was doing the splits. An inch thick band was over her throat, so she couldn't even lift her head. She tried to picture how she looked; her arms spread out, her legs wide, and her naked ass overhanging the edge of the metal surface on which she lay. There was some sort of v-shape in the table.
"Naked ass? OHMIGOD!" she cried, as she realised that her thigh-length shorts and panties had been stripped from her along with the chunky red cosmic converter belt. A small hot breeze in the pitch-black room was blowing across her bare young snatch, recently shaved of even its soft blonde hair.
She felt like she was still dressed in her blue and white star-spangled top, her blue facemask, even her red-laced black boots. Courtney was no fool, for a blonde – which meant she could walk and breath at the same time, and say words like cosmic converter.
A door slid open to her right, and Courtney turned her head to see a figure silhouetted in the doorway, just before she was totally dazzled by the bright light around it. She squeezed her pretty, fearful eyes tightly shut and whimpered.
"Ah, awake. Excellent."
Stargirl knew the voice. Vandal Savage. She was in the hands of one of the worlds most ancient, most cruel, most savage Supervillain. But how?
"You're thinking, 'How have I been captured aren't you?'"
"I didn't know you could read minds." The tremble in Courtney's voice showed her fear as she slowly opened her eyes again. Savage had turned on a low-beam red light above her and she could see a Mirror installed in the ceiling. She was indeed on a metal table of some kind. She couldn't see how the bands that held her were unlocked – they seemed to sink directly into the metal table. The door was shut and the ceiling light wasn't powerful enough to illuminate more than the small circle around the captured Courtney.
"Your kind are so tiresomely predictable, my dear, that a talent for reading minds would be superfluous to me. I could hold an entire conversation with you, and predict your every answer, every bravado outburst." The big man held his hand over his goatee'd mouth, and yawned with intense boredom.
He was wearing a very well tailored white suit, with jewellery that Courtney thought looked very expensive. He looked for all the world like a Hamptons aristocrat out for a meal, not one of the deadliest and most feared villains of them all.
Stargirl bit back a bravado outburst about how the J.S.A were already on their way to rescue her, about how she was going to teach Savage a lesson with her new Cosmic Staff. Instead she asked a question.
"W-what do you want with me?"
"The time has come for Vandal Savage to again rule the world. I'm building the perfect army, soldiers with Superheroines for mothers. You, of course, are worthless, beyond useless, without your toys."
Courtney struggled against her metal bonds. Savage eyed her toned young body hungrily as she strained against the metal. In the humid room she was already damp, her exertions covered her with sweat as she strained, and strained, fear building. She was going to be raped by Vandal Savage! The blonde heroine failed to realise Vandal had a far worse fate in mind for her.
After minutes of struggling in the hot dark room she was spent, and lay panting on the table.
"You see? Worthless without Ted Knight's technology, his son's staff... You're just a teenage girl so very far out of her depth."
He reached forward and stroked one of his large, meaty hands down up Stargirl's snatch, gently probing a questing finger between her teenage labia. Courtney blushed and tried to pull away from the villains touch, to end his molestation of her untried sixteen year old body. Vandal pulled his finger away and sniffed it.
"Well, perhaps not totally useless."
"Y'you're a sick, sick man... I'm going to... going to..."
"Give birth! Yes! Isn't the cycle of life wonderful?"
A stream of urine spattered out from between Stargirl's stretched thighs as fear overruled her bladder control. Vandal didn't flinch as the yellow stream spattered down between his legs. He watched the process with the boredom of a man who'd seen it a thousand times before, while Courtney's blush deepened with the shame of wetting herself before a supervillain. A last spurt and then the stream stopped between her shivering, juddering, sweat-sheened thighs.
"This is the standard of the J.S.A these days? I doubt Hippolyta would have ever been seen urinating before an ememy, though if the rumours are true, friends were a different matter. Still, this room cleans very easily as you'll see later."
"P-please don't rape me..."
"Rape you? Well, I wasn't going to but I've found your fear rather arousing young lady. I rather think I shall. You see? Vandal Savage strips you of your powers and yet can find more uses for you with each passing minute!"
What did he mean 'Wasn't going to,'? Courtney's throat was dry with fear as the supervillain unbuttoned his fly, unzipped his trousers, and pushed them to his ankles. Courtney had little experience with even pictures of the penis, and Vandal's eight inches of thick cock looked huge to the terrified young girl. His balls looked larger than her small fists! He stepped forward between the metal 'legs' to which the young heroinel's own spread legs were bound.
"Please don't.. please I'll give you anything!"
Vandal paused, one hand on her thigh, the other wrapped around his cock.
"Anything?"
Stargirl looked up into eyes that knew no compassion, no mercy. She knew then there was no hope of either. Had she really been broken so easily? Never!
"Never! Do your worst!" she cried, finding defiance and strength in her legacy. She was determined to face her rape with dignity. She wouldn't give the old bastard the satisfaction! She was Stargirl of the J.S.A.!
"I'm rather afraid I don't have time for my worst. I understand old Jay Garrick had to run all over the world to find all of the remains of the last young heroine who challenged me to that and through dark magics... she was still alive!"
Stargirl whimpered as Vandal threw back his head and laughed, stopping as suddenly her started to rub the head of his swollen prick up and down Stargirl's pussy. Courtney tried to look her jaw and glared defiance at the villain, determined not cry out when he stole her maidenhood.
Savage thrust forward with a brutal slam of his hips, forcing his full length inside the virgin heroine in one sick try.
"EEEEEKKKKKKKK!"
A squeal broke from Stargirl's lips as she was fully impaled on Savage's raping cock. Her snatch was lubricated with fear, but her first brutal impalement was still amongst the greatest pains she'd ever felt. Her nipples were now clearly outlined through her sweat and humidity soaked top. Her flesh was visible through the now nearly-transparent white large star on her chest. She blinked sweat and tears as best she could from her eyes, running down into her damp blue mask. She felt so full between her stretched thighs, so helpless.
"Congratulations... you're amongst the tightest virgins I've ever deflowered! In truth, I was always going to take your virginity."
Courtney had no smart answer, no sassy comeback as Vandal gripped her hips painfully tight and withdrew his prick from her snatch. The blood of her lost virginity stained his prick and trickled out of her hole; her little vagina closed slowly until Vandal savagely thrust back inside!
"AAAAAHHHHH! NOOOO!"
Vandal enjoyed the sensations of the tight young heroine writhing on his cock. Truthfully, the ancient could have stayed hard for hours – but there were places to go, heroines to capture.
"Funny... that's exactly what your friend Kendra said... and she was much more experienced than you!"
Stargirl wailed. Kendra! Hawkgirl! Her friend! Had the evil maniac impaling her moistening young snatch also raped her? Vandal's reputation preceded him. Stargirl cried hysterically as she realised he was telling the truth. Vandal felt his prick grow harder as the girl's body wracked with sobs and he recalled her friend.
He began to fuck Stargirl harder, speeding up as her vagina naturally lubricated on the vicious sexual assault. His hairy sack slapped against her toned ass as he balled the crying teen hard, pulling a fresh squeal from her with each inward thrust. Courtney's blonde hair flailed about as she felt a new and deeper shame – she was starting the enjoy the vicious pounding!
"No... no, oh god, no pleassse EEEEEK please stop I'll EEEEK...."
Vandal leaned forward slightly over the panting, squealing blonde Starslut and pushed one of his hands up under her blue star-spangled top. Courtney's eyes flicked open as she felt Vandal groping her breasts roughly, one then the other. As he tweaked a nipple she moaned like a whore! Vandal enjoyed the exquisite formerly virgin tightness along his shaft and spoke two words,
"Neck. Three."
The metal strap around Stagirl's neck tightened by three notches! Her breath was totally cut off. Savage pushed her top up and watched her chest heave as her face immediately started to go red. Strangled choking noises emerged from Courtney's throat as the evil Savage fucked her snatch even harder, and faster. Stargirl was suddenly incredibly aroused as he was deprived of oxygen. She bucked in her bonds as she found herself rapidly approaching her first orgasm.
"Little blonde meat..." Savage gasped as her tight snatch squeezed his prick in asphyxiation contractions. Suddenly Courtney Whitmore, Stargirl, was cumming on the raping cock of Vandal Savage. Wonderful feelings wracked her body from her snatch to her bared breasts as she came. The greatest feeling in the world even as the darkness started to claim her!
Savage began to cum. He pulled out jerked his prick furiously, shooting his seed over her bald snatch, her tight tummy, her thighs. Thick creamy seed splashed over her shaking snatch, pooled in her belly button... one blast even reached her teenage tits!
"Neck! Secure Release!" Vandal barked, instantly back in control of his body. He pulled his trousers up around his thighs and walked, holding with one hand, around Stargirl. The young heroine's body was still shaking from her powerful orgasm as Vandal stopped to the left of her head and dropped his trousers. Ignoring her powerful gasps for breath, he reached out and yanked her messy blonde hair sideways. Courtney was barely even aware as he used it to clean his spunk and her hymen blood/juice mixture from his wilting prick.
As she slowly became aware again and blinked enough tears and sweat from her eyes she could see Savage standing still by her head. He'd pulled his trousers back up and looked for all the world as if he hadn't just deflowered one of the world's newest heroines. Her pussy felt different – she didn't have enough experience to know what 'freshly fucked' felt like. Savage's seed was cooling all over her belly and crotch. She could actually smell it!
Vandal waited until he had her full attention again and then gave another terse command.
"Hawkgirl File. Play."
Screens on the ceiling, around the mirror, lit up suddenly. The screens showed Kendra, stripped of her flight harness, her weapons, strapped in the same way as Stargirl now was! She was far more liberally coated in seed than Stargirl, she seemed to be almost entirely covered in semen. Her body was shaking and speakers played the sound of her tears.
"I used a small gang of mercenaries to apprehend your colleague. They demanded an interesting payment – I'm sure the video will sell well and help my finance my future plans. It was taped twenty-four hours ago, though I've little intention of making the next part public."
"Oh... Kendra... Poor Kendra... you never wanted to be a heroine..." Stargirl murmured, biting her lip. Her rape seemed to pale against whatever her friend had experienced.
"I know what you're thinking, and you're right! For the wrong reasons! You see, what happens next to her? Far worse..."
The dark room lit up around Kendra, though Hawkgirl was far to shocked, too subdued, by a prolonged gangrape to even notice. At the back –behind her own head, Courtney realised – a panel lifted in the wall and a metal shelf extended out to meet the head-end of the metal restraining table. Sat upon it was...
"...an egg?"
"That's right my dear, a Xenomorph egg. I have discovered the exact means of controlling these beasts and they will form my army! That the testing process has removed a number of those who would've opposed me is simply a happy co-incidence!"
Stargirl watched with horror as the top of the egg slowly parted and a spider like creature pulled up onto the lip of the obscenely organic shell.
"No, Oh Kendra no..."
"She can't hear you..."
Stargirl flinched and screamed as the creature on the screen leaped down at Kendra's spunk coated face. After she'd cried hysterically for almost ten minutes she opened her eyes to see it latched around her friend's face. Spindly legs wrapped around Kendra's head, and a long tail about her neck.
"Watching again?" Vandal enquired, "Fast Forward. Stop Segment Beta Indigo."
The image on the screen blurred and Stargirl saw that the creature lay off to the side of the metal bench. She harsh sound of Kendra's voice, cracking with her raw throat, filled the speakers.
"Please! Someone help me! Hear me Superman! Anyone! This is Hawkgirl of the J.S.A! Help me!"
"Quite the fighter," Savage commented, "I thought the rapists had torn her mind free from sanity, but right until the end..."
Stargirl watched with dry mouthed horror as Kendra's voice turned into a strangled scream. She bucked in her bonds as something small and black tore through her stomach. A camera moved in on her face, while another moved in on the worm-creature in her stomach wound. Half the screens showed Kendra's agonised, lifeless eyes, the others – her killer.
Courtney Whitmore began to scream.
"Goodbye Stargirl."
Savage left the room without a backwards glance. A fresh stream of urine burst from Stargirl's bare, spunk-splattered crotch as she heard the mechanical whirring of the hatch opening, the egg platform extending. She pushed her head back to see the base of the Xenomorph egg as it stopped by her feverishly hot brow. A blur of motion, a soft tube pushing down her throat, chitinous legs digging into her skull as the tail lashed around her helpless neck.
Hours later Stargirl gave birth.