Supergirl and Wonder Woman - Apokolips Now 4
Wonder Woman has already sacrificed her purity for a slim chance to escape! What more will the noble heroines give up to get back to Earth?
June 2013
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Chapter 4 - Working for a Living
The Hunger Dog strode into Merciful Mammon's establishment like a king. Scav they called him and after years of scavenging he'd found treasures in the wastes of an old battlefield, a battered sword and a dented helmet which he'd sold for a tidy sum. He had coins in his pocket and was looking to spend them.
He asked for Mammon's finest and was directed down a tunnel to a wooden door. He knocked and then entered.
They were waiting for him on their knees. A slender young blonde and a more mature athletic brunette. Wearing only a few slips of blue, red and yellow transparent silk, their smooth, unmarked bodies were on clear display. They were unlike any women Scav had ever had before, he could see no scars, no burns, no defects of any kind. Beneath the heavy pancake of makeup on their faces they looked more like the goddesses of New Genesis than the downtrodden women of Armaghetto. He remembered the rumors these two were a pair of princesses from another world. He wondered briefly how Merciful Mammon had ever acquired them.
"Hello master!" They said together greeting him with warm smiles. Their teeth were white, and as far as he could see intact. He smiled back with his few remaining yellowed teeth.
The blonde cupped her modest breasts forcing them together to create a deep cleavage. "I'm Superb Kara!" She said with enthusiasm.
"And I'm Wonderful Diana!" The brunette echoed putting her hands behind her head and arching her back to offer up her more impressive breasts.
"We are eager to serve you!" They finished in unison.
"Demons of Darkseid, you two look worth every penny." He swore. He undid his rope belt and pulled off his ragged grey tunic. Under it his body was thin and emaciated, his skin covered in sores and his man tool dirty and shriveled.
"Oh master, your body is so beautiful!" The blonde said with enthusiasm. If she was feigning it Scav couldn't tell. "May I touch it master?" Without waiting for further permission she took the member, it was slimy and smelled, and stroked it with her hands.
"Mmm, don't be greedy Superb Kara, I want some too" Wonderful Diana added as she began to lick the head.
"Hounds of Steppenwolf, who thought two goddesses like you would call ole Scav your master. You worth every ducat Mammon charges."
One thing led to another and Scav left a bit poorer but a lot happier.
"Oh Rao, I have to get that stink out of my mouth!" Supergirl declared as soon as the door closed. She poured herself some water from the pitcher, splashed it in her mouth then spat it into the chamber pot in the corner.
"At least he didn't fuck you." Wonder Woman said from the floor wiping between her legs with a bit of silk. "His thing felt like sandpaper."
"Diana, how much longer?"
Diana glanced at the corner of the cell, there behind a loose stone was their meager stash of coins. Diana had counted them earlier she estimated they were less than a third of the way to their goal. "Not much longer Kara, I figure we're more than halfway there."
"Well we can't get out of here soon enough. Even the streets were better than this." She downed a cup of water to clear her throat from the taste of an unwashed man.
The door opened a crack. "You got another one. You got three minutes!"
Without any more complaints the two quickly reapplied their makeup and silks and were waiting on their knees when the door opened again.
"Hello master!" They said with all the enthusiasm they could muster. After all each new 'master' brought them one step closer to home.
"Great Hera" Wonder Woman thought. "How did it ever come to this?"
Her mind wandered back to a few weeks before…
Wonder Woman felt warm and comfortable for the first time since she'd woken up in Granny's fortress. She was on a bed of pillows, her arms around something soft and warm, she felt no fear, just comfort and joy. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw her head rested on a bed of golden curls and her lips were just inches from Supergirl's sleeping face. The blonde heroine was fast asleep on the same bed of cushions as Wonder Woman, unlike the Amazon she still work her costume minus her blue panties which were still hanging from one red boot. Supergirl's short skirt rode high exposing the first traces of her golden pubic hairs. She was every inch the soiled dove.
Not that Wonder Woman was in any position to cast judgments.
"Great Hera, I can't believe that I… oh my head." She sat up and caught a glimpse of herself in one of the golden urns that decorated Mammon's room. The Princess of the Amazons was naked but for her bracelets, boots and the iron collar Granny had locked on her when she arrived on this cursed world. There was dried cum on her lips and breasts and darker fluids down her thighs. Her once shinning eyes were dull and bloodshot, her hair dirty and stained, her shame visible to anyone.
"Artemis, Athena I am sorry." She whispered to the two virgin goddesses who were her patrons. "I bargained your gifts for a promise and a hope. I pray you can hear me on this dark world and that you forgive me." But Wonder Woman did not have high expectations. Unlike the Christian God of the Man's World her goddesses were neither all-knowing nor merciful. She may well face their wrath when she returned.
If she returned.
She shook Supergirl gently. "Wake up sleepy head."
"Five more minutes Kal… AH!" Supergirl jerked awake, looked at Wonder Woman's naked body and turned away blushing."Diana I'm sorry you had to do that."
Wonder Woman found her own panties on the floor and stepped into them. "Thanks Kara. But if it gets us home… Anyway you looked like you were having a good time."
"I uh… I mean it's been hard, lonely, I mean except for you, I mean… um… yeah." Supergirl pulled up her panties and snapped them into place. "Wait a second are you mad at me?"
"Mad? What no? Why should I be angry just because you celebrated my rape with some casual sex with our captor?"
"Rape? I seem to recall you saying it was willing. Twice!"
"I was under duress! I had to do it to get that map to Himon so he can send up home!"
"Oh so that's it. You're not mad I fucked Turk, you're mad that I did it for free!"
"What? No, I just, oh forget it. I can't blame you, not after the way I carried on. I never knew, I mean I'd heard, and I read a lot but, Great Hera, is it always like that?"
"I dunno how it was for you but from the way you were screaming and carrying on, I'd say no. I mean my first time, it was good but also awkward and painful. I guess you had a lot of energy pent up." Supergirl poured herself some wine from a decanter and downed it. She poured another.
"Well with any luck I won't have to try it again. Let's find Mammon and get going." Wonder Woman found her ragged bustier and pulled it on, lacing it up in the back.
At that point the door opened and Mammon and Turk entered.
"Ladies, I see you are well. Don't worry, there is no additional charge for the rest nor will I charge for the wine." Supergirl looked at her glass in horror and gently put it down. He reached into the depths of his robe and removed a rolled parchment. "As promised a map to the workshop of Himon the maker. The one man on Apokolips who can return you to Earth."
Wonder Woman unrolled it and looked at. Their current location was clearly marked, as was Himon's. There was only one problem.
"He's in Slum Sector 113? And we're in 23? That's half a world away!"
Supergirl looked over her shoulder. "It'll take months to get there! And we're almost broke!"
"Hmm." Mammon said with a sly grin. "I do in fact know someone who could smuggle you Sector 113, for a price."
"How much?" The two heroines demanded.
"Well he is a friend of mine, but then again you are wanted by Granny though there are only two of you… I would estimate about 1000 Darkseid Ducets."
"1000!" Supergirl exclaimed.
"1000, each that is."
"But we only have a couple left!" She added in despair.
"That is a problem, yes, but one with a solution. I have a need for women of your talents and beauty. I daresay you could easily earn-"
"No!" Wonder Woman said firmly.
"Never!" Supergirl added.
"Alas, I see your minds are made up. Fare thee well Wonderful Diana and Superb Kara, may our paths cross again. Turk will show you out."
And so the two heroines found themselves back in the slums of Armaghetto, alone, broke and powerless.
Three days later (as best Supergirl and Wonder Woman could tell on this world of eternal darkness) the two returned. Mammon was again reclining on his cushions fanned by two veiled women and guarded by Turk. He studied the two as they approached.
As before they were dressed in ragged cloaks, a servant took them revealing their colorful costumes and incredible bodies. Though not quite as incredible after a few days on the streets of Armaghetto.
Wonder Woman had a nasty bruise on the side of her head and cuts on her shoulder and thigh. Supergirl walked with a slight limp and her short skirt now had a tear up to the waist and red welts across her firm stomach. Both were dirtier and more worn down than they had been when they left. With a simple sniff of the air Mammon confirmed they had not a coin nor a valuable object between them.
"Merciful Mammon!" Wonder Woman said bowing to the merchant. Supergirl awkwardly followed the move. "I fear my friend and I were a trifle hasty with respect to your earlier generous offer."
"Were you now? So you have reconsidered?"
"We realized we had been ill mannered and should have heard your full offer before making a decision. Please forgive our hasty words, we were… over excited at the prospect of making our way to Himam's workshop."
"No need to apologies! No need at all!" He clapped his hands and two muscular servants appeared with chairs for the two. They settled into the unaccustomed comfort. Trays of food were brought out, mostly the tasteless bread common on Apokolips but with a handful of grapes and dates from Earth. Supergirl devoured them and Wonder Woman could barely restrain herself from shoving them into her mouth. But first there were negotiations to conclude.
"Please tell us more of your offer."
"It is quite simple really. Merciful Mammon will provide you both with a room, appropriate attire, food and drink and other amenities and will collect fees from clients. You two will receive half the fees for your services."
"And the services we would perform?"
"My dear Diana, Wonderful Diana, I could say so many things. I could speak of offering hospitality, servicing needs or giving comfort. I could dress it in euphemisms, cloud the truth with words but I sense you not one who enjoys such things. I will speak plainly. You will be whores. You will have sex with men for money. You will be beautiful, you will be graceful, you will be willing and you will even be eager. You will do everything your clients ask, and more. You will anticipate their desires and fulfill them without being commanded. You will be wonderful and superb, and clients will keep coming back. And soon you will have earned the money you need and we shall part as friends."
"Diana I don't know…"
Wonder Woman looked at Supergirl with open contempt. The blonde had spent the last few days whining they should go back to Mammon. And after their disastrous attempts to earn money or find transport on their own Wonder Woman knew they had no other choice.
"Merciful Mammon, we accept your proposal."
"Diana I just said-" But under Wonder Woman's withering glance Supergirl cringed and her objections died on her lips.
"Excellent, excellent, let us start now. Please stand and remove your garments."
"Remove?"
"You can hardly entertain your customers in those filthy rags. This is a refined and tasteful establishment. Fear not, if you wish to wear these rags again they can be returned to you after your term of service."
"Uh… yeah, thanks." Supergirl said looking down at her stained and soiled costume.
"Now then…"
Supergirl looked at Wonder Woman, Wonder Woman looked back and nodded. After all it wasn't like they were showing anything Mammon had not seen already.
Supergirl reached under her breasts and pulled her top off, laying it on the floor. Then she undid her yellow belt and her pleated skirt fell. Shivering, she lifted one long leg and discarded her boot, then repeated that action with her other boot. Finally she hooked her fingers in the waistband of her panties, bent over and pulled them down to her ankles. She reflexively covered herself with her hands, seeking their protection from Mammon's leer.
Wonder Woman was a bit less self-conscious. On Paradise Island she often swam in the nude and while this was far from the warm pools of her home she managed to remove her bustier and panties without too much embarrassment and stood proudly before Mammon without shame. Not that the Amazon Princess had anything to be ashamed of. Despite weeks of mistreatment she was just as stunningly beautiful as she had always been. Even Supergirl cast some sidelong glances at her firm breasts and flawless skin.
Once again Mammon circled her inspecting every inch.
"Hands on your head, feet apart!" He commanded, now every inch the merchant inspecting a new purchase.
Wonder Woman grudgingly complied but Supergirl hesitated an instant too long and got a blow to the back of the head from Turk.
"You will have to do better than that Kara if you are to earn your keep. My customers expect instant obedience, if you cannot deliver that then your services will not be needed."
The blonde looked at Wonder Woman who nodded, then she obeyed. It was humiliating pose for the Girl of Steel, one that left her breasts, ass and sex fully exposed and forced her to thrust out her modest chest for inspection. She'd never done anything like this! Even her few sexual encounters had all been under bed sheets in the dark. While she was not as innocent as Superman and her fans believed - and honestly who could live up to those impossible standards - but she was still naïve in many ways.
She felt Mammon's eyes on her like insects crawling on her fair skin.
He tugged at her collar.
"I assume these still function?"
"Yes!" They both shouted, dreading the thought he might test it.
"Unfortunate, I will have to market you as a double act,
Smack!
He hit her ass and watched the mark form. "Your skin is very fair, sensitive, some customers value that." He explained. "But don't worry, I will not allow them to mark you permanently."Supergirl shuddered at the implications.
"Now drop to your knees and I shall instruct you on how to greet the customers with the respect, and honor and submission they expect."
"Hello master!" The two cried in unison as the next 'customer' arrived. Supergirl tried to think of them as just that, customers. They were paying and she was doing a job, putting on a little performance. Nothing to be ashamed of. Nothing to do with Supergirl, the Maid of Might or whatever other dumb name Jimmy Olsen came up with for her.
She kept thinking that as the dirty Hunger Dog lay back using Diana's breasts as pillows while Kara leaned between his legs and sucked his filthy dick.
The next one was one of those fans of 'fair, delicate skin' and put her over his knee for an extended spanking while Diana massaged his shoulders and whispered how strong and powerful he was. A lot of the lowlies were like that, downtrodden their whole lives they didn't care about sex, they paid just for the chance to be on top for a few hours.
The one after that though…
"Hello master!" Was all they had time to say before he downed Wonder Woman with a vicious backhanded slap. He threw her on her stomach, tore off her silks and thrust his member into her ass. Supergirl cowered in the corner unable to look as she listened to Wonder Woman's cries of pain. When he finished with Wonder Woman, leaving the Amazon Princess sobbing on the floor he dragged Supergirl out by her hair and made the blonde suck his filthy blood-stained dick until he came again in her mouth. Then he stormed out leaving the two terrified heroines alone in each other's arms.
The door opened again.
"Take a rest, get cleaned up." Turk grunted. Supergirl helped Wonder Woman to her feet and they walked down the hall together to what Supergirl liked to call the Harem room.
They ducked through the doorway, past two massive guards into a room of marble and silk with a wonderful circular bath in the center. Women lounged around in varying states of undress. The other women were Hunger Dogs, raised in the depths of Armaghetto and bearing the scars and burns of that hard life. Some were attractive enough but none could hold a candle to the two heroines. Usually the other girls were lost in drugs or exhaustion, few took much notice of the two off-worlders.
Unfortunately this time the wrong woman did.
"Superb Kara." Supergirl froze and squeezed her eyes shut. Not today! She feverishly begged in her mind but knew it was it futile. She felt a hand on her shoulder.
"Absolutely Fabulosa? Um hi, I was just helping Diana-"
"Wonderful Diana." Fabulosa corrected.
"W-Wonderful Diana to the bath, she uh, had a rough session."
Wonder Woman stammered out a few incomprehensible words.
"Dogs of Darkseid, you poor thing. You two, help this fragile flower into the bath." Fabulosa commanded. She was a mature woman, her face lined and haggard but still possessing a certain dignity. She wore a threadbare dark dress, a strange golden necklace and on her left hand a red metal glove whose fingers ended in long claws. She ran the women's quarters and Kara and Diana had learned the hard way not to cross her.
"Oh but first, let them give thanks." She gestured to an alcove where a crude bust of Darkseid's terrifying visage stood glaring at them. Wonder Woman was dragged before it and Supergirl staggered after her.
"M-mighty Darkseid we thank you for allowing us to serve, and pray you are not displeased with our efforts. We pledge our lives to your service." Supergirl recited as she had been taught.
Next to her Wonder Woman mumbled something briefly. But Fabulosa seemed satisfied.
Wonder Woman staggered away supported by two more of Mammon's girls. "No, I can't go too far or-"
"Oh don't worry about your collars, the room is not that large. Now come Superb Kara, you and I have not had much time together lately."
"But I uh…"
Fabulosa raised her clawed hand and ran the needle-sharp ends of her claws down Kara's cheek. The blonde froze, one move could disfigure her for life.
"Please Superb Kara, I must insist." She took Supergirl by the hand and led her into a secluded corner of the room.
Wonder Woman watched sadly as her friend was led away. But she could barely walk, much less help Supergirl. So she let the girls lead her into the warm tub. She let out a sigh as the water reached her aching butt - she'd never realized what a luxury clean hot water could be. Behind her a girl massaged her back taking away some of the pain. Another girl offered her a handful of pills. She'd shunned them before but now, her entire body ached. She'd seen other girl down them without ill effect and to be honest if Mammon or Fabulosa wanted to drug her they'd have done it by now. She raised one shaking arm and took the pills, popping them into her mouth and dry swallowing them.
She could hear Fabulosa's moans from across the room. Kara was on her knees between the older woman's legs coaxing pleasure from Fabulosa's aged body. Diana felt a bit of sympathy for the blonde but the thought was forgotten as the pills' euphoria washed over her. If Kara's little service meant more time in the bath and more pain pills Diana wasn't going to argue. After all she was the one who'd been fucked in the ass, she was the one who'd sacrificed her virginity, let Kara do something useful for once!
Later Diana staggered to a mound of pillows and flopped down on them. Soon after an exhausted and sobbing Kara joined her wrapping her willowy arms around Wonder Woman's more athletic body.
"Diana" she whispered "I swear, as soon as we get back I'm going right to the Fortress of Solitude. Superman has weapons there, stuff he's confiscated from dozens of warlords and mad scientists. I'm talking about bombs that can crack this planet open like an egg. I'm going to come back her turn this place into a cloud of space dust. If Krypton had to die there's no reason Apokolips should live. You'll see, I'll make them all pay…"
Supergirl's threats slowly dropped off as the blonde passed out. Wonder Woman let her plans for planetary genocide pass. After all they weren't likely to escape any time soon. And if she had to do this much longer Wonder Woman suspected she'd join Supergirl's plot. She thought back to the face of the last man who'd violated her, who'd made her cry in pain and sob in humiliation. Just a few weeks she would have said she'd never give anyone that satisfaction. But now she knew her stubborn pride was just another luxury a powerless whore in Armaghetto could not afford. With that humbling thought she drifted into a deep and dreamless sleep.
"Merciful Mammon desires your presence." Fabulosa said as she woke Wonder Woman with a kick to the face. The Amazon sat up her fist balled and ready for action. Fabulosa just laughed.
"Oh Wonderful Diana, you and your friend are endlessly amusing." She delivered a kick to Diana's face, not powerful enough to leave a mark but strong enough to knock Wonder Woman on her side and remind her of her place. "I would spend a little more time on your lesson but Merciful Mammon wants you now."
"Yes, yes!" Diana said from the floor and got a kick in the stomach for her trouble. "Yes mistress" she finally replied and Fabulosa left them to prepare.
The two heroines stirred and dressed themselves in skimpy silk wraps that were only slightly better than being naked. Despite her exhaustion Supergirl was smiling as they entered their master's chambers.
Soon she lay next to Mammon feeding him grapes and running her delicate fingers across his fat belly. Wonder Woman meanwhile knelt between his legs, carefully licking and stroking his member keeping it hot and erect but never letting it reach the bursting point. Over the last few weeks she had become adept at this task.
"Mmm, I am so glad you two reconsidered my generous offer. Tell me Superb Kara, are you happy here?"
"Oh yes master!" She said in the high bimbo-like voice she knew Mammon liked to hear from his girls. "Superb Kara is very, very happy!" She fed him another grape.
"That's good, happy girls perform better y'know, happy girls lead to happy customers, happy customers come back, and that means your trip gets paid for sooner. So you stay happy eh, Superb Kara."
"Superb Kara very happy!" She repeated with all the enthusiasm she could muster. She plucked another grape for Mammon but he gestured for her to have it. Supergirl popped the rare and precious fruit between her pink lips and savored the juice.
Mammon gestured for Wonder Woman and Supergirl to change places, the Amazon removed her lips from his member and crawled forward, Supergirl straddled Mammon and slowly lowered herself onto his rod, gasping and moaning as it slipped between the wet lips of her pussy.
"And tell me Wonderful Diana, are you happy here?"
As Wonder Woman Diana regarded herself as a champion of truth, lying did not come naturally to her, still she stammered out an unconvincing affirmative. Mammon turned away from her.
"That's right Superb Kara, up and down, slowly, gently, oh yes Superb Kara you have truly learned your lessons well."
Supergirl giggled and blushed at the compliment.
After Mammon came inside her the two were dismissed. They gathered up their silk wraps and headed for their cell. There were more customers waiting.
"Merciful Mammon gave me a grape." Supergirl said.
"I noticed." Diana replied wearily.
"And he said I learned my lessons well."
"I know."
"You don't thank Darkseid." Supergirl added. "You don't have to mean it, I sure don't but they're watching. You have to say it."
Wonder Woman stayed silent.
"He didn't give you a grape Diana." Supergirl said trying a new tactic.
"That's fine Kara, I don't mind."
"Well you should mind! Diana we should serve Merciful Mammon well! We should thank him every day and keep him happy! Do you want to go back out on the streets? Do you want to go back to Granny?"
"No Kara, of course not, I just, I'm tired Kara, and I ache. This is hard for me."
"And you think it's easy for me? Just because I wasn't a virgin heroine you think I'm some kind of slut don't you? You think I'm enjoying this!?"
"What? No Kara, no, I just… I'm sorry, I never meant that."
"Ever since I came to Earth I looked up to you, I just want to know that… that…"
Suddenly Kara pinned Diana against the wall with a deep, passionate and unexpected kiss. Diana's eyes went wide as she could feel Kara's hard nipples through the thin cloth separating them. She pushed the smaller girl away.
"What the hell! Diana! I thought… I thought we were friends! I thought you liked me!"
"Kara, Supergirl, we're in this together and we are friends, I just, that's not… Kara, we have customers coming."
"Oh I get it. Princess Diana is too good for Kara. Princess Diana doesn't give it away, Princess Diana only gives it up if she's being paid. There's a word for women like you Diana? Do you know what it is?"
"Kara that's not-"
"Wonder Whore! That's what you are, Wonder Whore! If you want to fuck Wonder Whore you'd better be paying cash!"
Wonder Woman smacked Supergirl shutting her up. Kara balled her fists and tears filled her eyes. For a second she hesitated between throwing a punch and breaking down crying.
There was a knock on the door. "Customer, one minute."
The two heroines looked at each other in fear and dropped to their knees.
"Hello master!" They said in unison as their latest customer entered.
Afterword
Hmm, looks like the girls aren't doing too well! Selling their virtue, taking drugs, fighting…
How much longer can they carry on?
Tune in next time!
(Oh and remember how I said this would be 5 parts, it's looking more like 6 or 7, maybe more, we'll see.)
Marcus Lycus
June 2013