A long low moan breaks the silence of the vault room. "Ka - Kara? Is . . . that you?" Superman asks in Kryptonian spoken with a weak, hoarse voice.
"Kal!" Supergirl replies, turning her head toward her Kryptonian cousin. "Thank Rao you're all right!" she says, also speaking their native tongue.
"Nuh - not sure . . . right is the word I'd . . . use, Kara," the Man of Steel replies weakly. His face is heavily lined and a thick stubble covers his chin. His hair is a disheveled mop of black strands. Although his skin no longer has the greenish tinge of Kryptonite poisoning, there is a dark ring around his neck, looking like he was hanged some time recently. There HAD been a steel ring around his neck, a ring with a thin band of synthetic green-Kryptonite painted around its outside edge. Prolonged exposure to the stuff had given Metropolis' super hero a dose of radiation poisoning. His trunks and tights have been pulled down to his knees and his shirt rolled up to the top of his massively-muscled chest. His huge cock hangs limply in front of his body, embarassing the two cousins with his naked weakness.
The Man of Steel has been a captive of MixMaster, a particularly nasty and sadistic scientist-turned-criminal who has schemes which require Kryptonian DNA for their completion. She's managed to trap both Superman and his cousin Supergirl in a large lead-lined vault which effectively blocks the sun's rays from reaching the Kryptonians. Special lights in the room also flood their bodies with radiation similar to that of a red sun (as Krypton had). The effect has severely weakened the heroes - the only powers they still have are considerable strength (from their birth on a heavy-gravity planet) and limited invulnerability (due to the dense structure of the atoms in their bodies). Currently, both are bound by titanium restraints and neither can burst the restraints, even with greater-than-normal-humans strength.
"I can't get free, Kal," she says. "I can't get enough leverage to break these bonds. How about you?"
"I tried the first few days after MixMaster captured me, but was also too weak to break free. Obviously the alloy in them is stronger than normal steel. Vanadium, maybe, or even titanium. How did she get such rare metals?"
"Probably the same way she gets everything else - she stole 'em," Supergirl answers. "Kal, if we can't get free, she's going to kill us."
"I know, Kara, but like you, I'm just too weak to free . . ." the Man of Steel says, stopping when the vault door at the other end of the room suddenly flies open.
"Well, well, well," MegaWatt says, striding confidently into the room, a plastic liter-sized bottle of water in his left hand, "looks like both you freaks is awake." As he walks past the Girl of Steel, he pauses briefly to trace a circle with his right forefinger around the nipple on her left breast. "I'll be right back for you, honey," he says, pursing his lips together for an air kiss before moving on to stand in front of Superman.
"Boss says we don't need you no more, hero," he says, looking up at the Man of Tomorrow. MegaWatt looks like a TV wrestler wannabe - the acne-scarred twenty-something wears a pair of red tights and a red spandex workout shirt, black shorts, biker boots, and a cheesy black mask around his eyes. Once in front of the captive hero, MegaWatt opens the water bottle and begins to spray water on Superman's chest and groin. When half the bottle has been squirted, MegaWatt caps the bottle and sets it on the floor, then entwines his fingers together to crack his knuckles. "Let's rock!" he says to Superman, grinning evilly at the weakened Man of Steel.
MegaWatt reaches forward and plants one hand on Superman's left pec, the other on the man's crotch. Still grinning, MegaWatt begins feeding electrical current through both hands into Superman. The shock is immediate - combined with the water on his skin, the effect of even the low wattage flowing from MegaWatt's hands causes Superman to shudder violently. He bites his tongue and lips as he loses control, finally culminating in a blood-curdling scream as the wattage climbs higher and higher. Steam starts to flow off his body as MegaWatt's water and Superman's own sweat boil from the ever-increasing electrocution.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE!!!" Superman finally screams piteously as the air around his body crackles and sizzles. The more Superman screams, the more MegaWatt laughs at his victim's predicament. A spasm causes Superman's head to spike backward sharply, clanging against the hard metal wall. Blood spurts from his mouth as he takes more and more accidental bites out of his tongue, cheek and lips.
"STOPITSTOPITSTOPIT!!" Supergirl screams as her cousin fries. MegaWatt turns his head to look at the heroine, smiles and blows another kiss at her, then turns back to the Man of Steel. The energy ripping into the Kryptonian's body continues to increase - thousands of watts pour steadily into the crippled hero through his chest and crotch. His penis is now fully-erect and smoke pours from the end as pre-cum boils off at the tip. And still the wattage increases.
The curvy black-clad body of Gotham's distaff Dark Knight lies on a narrow ledge twenty-five feet above the ground on the outside of the warehouse holding the two Kryptonians. She's been there for several hours now and her body aches from the uncomfortable positions she's had to assume. She's wearing a new all-black rubber-and-Kevlar suit designed by the Batman. On her cowl a pair of powerful night vision goggles are affixed around her eyes by strips of Velcro, enabling her to see inside the warehouse. A tiny microphone and headset are woven into her black rubber cowl and connected to a satellite radio in a pouch on her utility belt. She talks with Batman while observing the inside of the warehouse.
"The wrasslin' dude just went into the vault, Batman," she explains. "He's in there alone with them. Hold one while I try something." Batgirl reaches into another pouch and pulls out a small rubber suction cup which she licks and jams against the window. It flattens against the window and sticks and suddenly the same earpiece in her cowl which she uses to listen to Batman enables her to hear what's going on inside the warehouse.
"Real quiet in there, Batman," she says when she regains contact with the Caped Crusader. "Wait a second, I think something's going on - I can see flashes or something from inside the vault."
"Wait one, Batgirl," Batman replies, "Wonder Woman's returned. I . . . I'll get back to you, Batgirl. Stay loose!"
As Batgirl watches the opening into the vault room, she suddenly recoils in shock when she hears a piteous scream inside the warehouse. The light display reflected on the floor of the vault near the open door becomes brighter and as it increases, the screaming increases.
"Batman . . . BATMAN!!" Batgirl hisses into the throat mike. "BATMAN!!"
"I'm back, Batgirl," Gotham's Finest replies in a calm, even voice. "What's happening?"
"Oh, God!," she gasps. She finally pulls the rubber cup off the window to shut out the screaming from inside the vault. "I don't know what's happening, Batman, but someone is being tortured in there. I can hear a man and a woman screaming. The lights in the room are strobing and someone, sounds like Superman, is screaming and someone else, maybe Supergirl, is pleading for something to stop."
"Great Scott!" Batman gasps. "Wonder Woman returned from Washington. The Army's finished cleaning up the Pentagon and she's not needed down there. Green Lantern's still up in New York, lending his help. Diana had a friend of hers stop here before going up to New York to help the Lantern.* I, we'll be there in a few minutes, Batgirl. Get ready, we're going in to rescue our friends."
"I don't think I should wait, Batman," Batgirl replies. "Now I can hear screams from here, even without the mic on the glass. If that's Superman screaming, he's gonna be killed if someone doesn't help. Batgirl out!"
"WAIT, BATGIRL!" the Batman says over the now-dead circuit.
"OH, RAO, STOP IT, PLEASE!!!" Supergirl begs as MegaWatt continues to burn the Man of Steel. The hero now hangs limply in his bondage, unconscious. A stream of blood pours down one cheek and steam rises from parts of his body even as a brown liquid slides down the insides of his thighs. His chest barely moves - most of the visible movement is due to spasms in response to the incredible energies flowing through his once-invulnerable body.
"Whew!" MegaWatt says, finally stepping away from Superman. "Big Blue took a lot of juice from me an' he's still alive! Guess MixMaster was wrong - you superguys aren't as weak as she thought."
The sadistic little pig turns toward the Girl of Steel and moves slowly toward her, once again cracking his knuckles. "Gotta rest up, recharge," he says as he moves in front of the bound blonde. "What say you 'n me gets a little better acquainted, honey?"
"I'd rather acquaint you with my knee, you little shit," Supergirl replies defiantly.
MegaWatt looks at the girl for a moment, then places a hand on each of her breasts, covering her nipples. He moves his hands in circles as if trying to find a firmer grip on the soft white flesh. Grinning, the man suddenly discharges a powerful blast of electricity from his hands into the soft round fleshy mounds. Supergirl's head snaps backward violently as the energy rips through her. "AAAAAAHHHHH!!" she cries as her tits burn from the electricity.
"Still feeling spunky, Supergirl?" MegaWatt asks as he removes his hands from her body.
Supergirl hangs limply in her restraints on the metal X-frame, her eyes half-closed. "Fuck you!" she replies defiantly, barely able to lift her head to face the villain.
"AAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE!!" she screams as once again her tender mounds receive Hellish energies from MegaWatt's hands. This time, when he removes his hands from her breasts, a rough outline of each hand is burned into her breasts like a reddish tattoo.
"Maybe one or two more jolts'll give you some good manners, eh bitch?" MegaWatt asks, reaching again toward her breasts. Supergirl can no longer hold her head up and her eyes are half-closed from the pain. Her only response is a weak and ineffectual "no" which the man ignores. Once again he grabs her super body and unleashes his electrical energy into her. This time she shakes and bucks so violently that the X-frame flops over onto one side. As Supergirl and the frame fall to her right, MegaWatt also loses his balance and stumbles to his left, slamming into the unconscious body of the Man of Steel.
"CRAP!" MegaWatt blurts out, pulling himself away from Metropolis' Finest. "MixMaster's gonna have a cow when she sees this! Gotta get you back up, sweetie." MegaWatt tries to raise the X-frame off the ground but can't lift the heavy metal frame. Supergirl sprawls, half of her body now resting on the ground and unconscious but still bound to the frame. "CRAPCRAPCRAP," MegaWatt says, giving up on lifting the X-frame.
MegaWatt looks at the heroine's blonde-rimmed crotch, her legs still spread by the frame, and decides now would be a choice chance for some super pussy. "What the Hell," he asks himself. "MixMaster said I could do Supergirl, so why not now?" He pulls down his trunks and tights and steps closer to the Maid of Might's body. After playing with his tool for a few minutes, he rubs the end of his six-inch long tool across her nether lips. And again.
"C'mon, bitch!" MegaWatt yells at the unconscious heroine, "let's get some juice goin' down there!" Despite his yelling, no lubrication occurs in her love channel or on her nether lips, so the man tries to rub some of his own pre-cum across her lips. His best efforts don't work and he's unable to force his smallish tool into her tight pussy until he slips two fingers into her and uses them to pry her lips apart. "AAAHHH!" he moans as his dick finally manages to slip into her body, the snug fit further arousing his member.
MegaWatt begins to thrust his hips forward and backward as he plunges his tool into the woman. Supergirl still hangs from the X-frame, her body virtually parallel to the floor but with her hips higher than her shoulders. As MegaWatt continues his rape, she slowly regains consciousness and his efforts cause a weak moan to slip from her lips. Encouraged by her moan, MegaWatt begins to squeeze and rub her left breast. Whether his lack of talent arouses or hurts her isn't immediately obvious.
As Supergirl floats back toward consciousness, her body betrays her by beginning to lubricate her vagina. The frantic fucking by MegaWatt also now causes faint stirrings of pleasure in her super body and she can't prevent another low moan from escaping her red lips. "Yeah!" MegaWatt gloats, "you LIKE that, dontcha, baby!" The man, barely out of his teens, decides faster is better and begins tromboning his tool into her body as fast and as hard as he can.
"Nnnh . . . unh . . . s-stop!" Supergirl pleads through the waves of pain/pleasure starting to flow through her body. Her eyes close and she licks her lips. "S-sooo . . . helpless!" she moans to herself. "How . . . why is this . . . happening to meeeeee?"
"Oh, yeah YEAH bitch . . ." MegaWatt says as his load starts to flow. His toes start to curl inside his biker boots as his scrotum pumps his jism into the Kryptonian's body. Suddenly he jerks upright and then sags to his knees, pulling out of Supergirl with a soggy plop, cum still pumping out his tool. MegaWatt drops to the floor in an unconscious heap beside a small black wing-shaped object - a batarang! As the last few weak shudders course through Supergirl's body, Batgirl rushes into the open vault and toward her friends.
"Supergirl!" Batgirl gasps, shaking Supergirl by her shoulders, "wake up! We need to get out of here!"
"Nnhh, stop . . . no, no more . . ." Supergirl says, still not aware of her situation. Her head shakes from side to side as if that will somehow stop what's been done to her. Her mind slowly begins to clear, focusing on what's happening around her.
Batgirl looks at the restrains holding the Girl of Steel and can't find a way to open them - they appear to be seamless. Batgirl pulls a vial of yellow liquid from a pouch on her utility belt and slow pours some on the restraint on Supergirl's left wrist. The liquid hisses and flows sluggishly across the metal but leaves it untouched. Supergirl's blue eyes slowly close as fatigue knocks her out again.
Batgirl's cowled head turns abruptly when she hears a voice at the far end of the vault ask, "What are YOU doing here!?" Batgirl turns to see a slightly-overweight woman in a black bodysuit, with black boots, gloves, white cape and a black helmet. There's a white cloud emblazoned on the woman's chest. "Did you think we wouldn't have this room under surveillance? You supers are just so stupid!"
"Oh, hi!" Batgirl says spritely. "I was just passing by and I thought I'd drop in and lend my friends a hand. And who are you supposed to be? Cloud Girl? The Cumulus Cutie? Captain Cloud? Heheheh."
"I'm gonna be your worst nightmare," Misty says as she advances on the distaff Dark Knight. Misty flashes her palm toward Batgirl and a white puffy cloud materializes, then flies toward Batgirl. As Batgirl rises to her feet, her hands snatching the batarang beside MegaWatt, the cloud also rises and envelops the black-clad heroine's head, covering her down to her shoulders.
"What the . . .?" Batgirl asks, suddenly unable to see anything other than the white cloud. The batarang falls to the floor with a loud clatter. Using mutant telepathic abilities, Misty causes the cloud to coalesce more densely around Batgirl's head, blocking her vision. Exerting more of her arcane power, Misty makes the cloud become still more dense, impairing Batgirl's ability to breathe.
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"Well, now," an Irish voice says from the vault doorway, "an' what kind of foolishness is this?" L. Finn, another of MixMaster's crew enters the vault and moves toward the bound Kryptonians. "I've come for some fun, me darlins, 'n that's no lie. Sure 'n it looks like we might have some fun here, Misty!" He sees the two Kryptonian heroes are unconscious, but so is MegaWatt. He can also see the black-clad body of someone, someone VERY female, inside one of Misty's clouds. Someone who is having trouble staying on her feet as she stumbles around the room. "If you'll allow me, lass," L. Finn bows and says to Misty as he enters the vault, "I t'ink I kin handle this one."
"Someone new to play with," the Leprechaun chortles, running across the vault as fast as his stubby legs can move, rubbing his hands together gleefully. He races past Misty and grabs Batgirl by her hips and begins to spin her in circles. Misty watches, enjoying the torment and maintaining the dense cloud around Batgirl's head.
As Batgirl again begins to lose her balance, she falls to her right and at the
last minute her right hand reaches out for support. Her gloved hand hits one of
the metal restraints pinning Superman's right arm to the wall, completing a
circuit between it and the floor beneath her boots. There's a quick
"Holy CRAP!" Misty gasps as she recoils away from the Kryptonians. L. Finn's blood covers the front of her costume and the floor at Superman's feet. Misty is unable to help herself - she bends at the waist and, before she can open the mirrored shield on her helmet, she begins to retch, again and again. The helmet fills with noxious objects and fluids from her belly, splashing back to cover her face, and causing her to retch further. Suddenly Misty is no longer concerned with keeping the cloud effect around Batgirl's head - Misty can't breath with the crap she's pumping into her helmet.
Misty drops to her knees and finally manages to open the shield on her helmet, letting a noxious mixture fall out onto her body and the floor. As the stuff spills from the helmet, Misty drops to one side, still convulsing and retching from L. Finn's violent death and her own throw-up. Her own eyes slowly close as she slips into unconsciousness from shock.
Meanwhile, the Maid of Might's eyes slowly open. As she looks around the room, she gasps at the sight of L. Finn, literally beside himself. Supergirl can't see Batgirl - the Gothamite is against the wall behind Supergirl. A glimmer of hope suddenly fills Supergirl's breast - three villains and her X-frame are on the ground. And on the ground, her right arm now has some leverage! She braces her elbow against the cold metal floor of the vault and begins to pull her forearm away from the metal frame. At first, nothing happens, but then the metal begins to heat and deform under the strenuous efforts of the heroine.
"If I had my heat vision . . ." Supergirl muses. As she glares at the metal, suddenly she can sense that she DOES have some of her heat vision again. With L. Finn's death his spells died. Also, the door to the vault, first opened when MegaWatt entered, has been allowing the rays of the yellow sun (passing through the Earth) into the vault for the last twenty minutes. Her body is recharging, however slowly.
After a few minutes of effort, Supergirl is able to pull her arm free of the metal restraint. "Gotta get moving!" she realizes. The Girl of Steel frantically begins to work on freeing her other wrist. After a few minutes, the Maid of Might has freed herself from the X-frame. She pauses and her chest heaves as she breathes deeply, exhausted by the effort needed to free herself. Her powers are returning but inside this vault, under the red lights, she won't be anywhere near ready to face MixMaster.
"Why haven't MixMaster or Snapper come down here?" Supergirl wonders. "Must not be watching the camera. Maybe I'll be lucky and they've gone to sleep." The Girl of Steel spots her costume tossed against one wall of the vault and races over to it. In seconds, she's back in her blue, red and yellow costume and ready to face MixMaster. "First, let's get rid of the red lights!" Supergirl races around the room, and leaps into the air below each grill, smashing each of the special lights which mimic the radiation of a red sun. The vault falls dark as the last light is destroyed. "No more red sun radiation, I hope!" Supergirl says, running back toward the far end of the vault.
Supergirl stops by Batgirl and checks the Gothamite - though still unconscious, the ugly-looking wound on her stomach looks superficial. Supergirl next moves toward the Man of Steel. He's starting to recover, thanks to the open door at the other end of the vault. He still looks like shit, but his super body is recovering from its long torment. He's conscious again and smiles as his cousin moves toward him.
"I'll have you off that in a minute," Supergirl tells the hero. She's just about to work on the restraints holding his wrists when she recalls that MixMaster had fiendish traps connected to them. Supergirl's super vision examines the titanium bands on his calves and forearms and detects sensors and circuits which link to wires that run into the frame holding the Man of Steel. She traces the circuits upward, ending in a small junction box over his head. After scanning the box and seeing no obvious traps, Supergirl leaps into the air and smashes her fist into the box.
Sparks fly from the shattered box as the circuitry fries itself. Supergirl, still floating a foot off the ground, flies across the room to the wall to Superman's right. She hammers the panel hidden in the wall until it deforms and pops open, revealing the pulse rifle that killed L. Finn and wounded Batgirl. Supergirl floods the barrel of the rifle with her heat vision and after a brief moment, the barrel deforms and sags, rendering the gun useless.
"I hope that takes care of her tricks!" Supergirl says to herself as she floats back to Superman. "Well, here goes nothing!" she thinks as she clenches her hands into a single fist and smashes the restraint on Superman's left wrist. The metal dents but otherwise nothing happens. "Better try his feet first," Supergirl decides. "Otherwise, if I free his arms first, he'll fall to the ground." She drops down onto her knees and with a powerful overhead swing of her clenched hands, smashes the long metal band on his left calf. At the same time, she hits it with her heat vision. After two mighty smashes, the metal on his left calf shatters. She repeats the process on the metal on his other calf and that too shatters. A few seconds later and the cuffs are pried apart, freeing Superman's legs from the restraints. As Supergirl rises to free his forearms, a feral roar fills the vault.
"How you get free?" Snapper roars from the doorway. He doesn't wait for an answer - the lizard-man charges across the vault toward the Maid of Might, his arms stretched wide to ensnare his prey.
"I can take him out, Kal," Supergirl tells her cousin over her shoulder, "he's strong, but not up to our level, even inside this lead-lined box." Just before Snapper reaches her, Supergirl dives forward and head-butts the man-beast in his stomach, sending him flying back across the vault and out the door. Supergirl flies after the thing and just before it is about to smash into a pile of boxes, she grabs his stubby foot-long tail to halt his flight. As the man-beast roars indignantly, she begins spinning in a circle, whirling it faster and faster and higher toward the warehouse ceiling. As Snapper flails helplessly, Supergirl releases her hold on his tail and lets the lizard soar over the boxes toward the entrance to the cavernous warehouse. She hears a loud crashing sound and her super vision shows Snapper lying, unconscious, in a heap along the wall some twenty feet from the door.
Supergirl wastes not a second and flies back into the vault to her cousin. In moments she manages to free his left forearm, then his right from the metal cuffs. As the Man of Steel drops to the floor, Supergirl catches him. Her face reddens as his bare crotch rubs against her belly and then her pubic mound - his steel-hard erection is a painful reminder of how wonderful she felt when he was in her back in Dallas. Supergirl awkwardly releases Kal and floats backward away from the man who, she's happy to see, is also blushing from their close contact.
"Uh, s-sorry, Kal!" she stammers, averting her eyes.
"Not a problem, Kara," Superman replies, putting his costume back into its proper position. "What do you say we go look for MixMaster?" he asks after closing his belt buckle. Supergirl turns back to face her cousin and even with his costume on, she can tell that he's had a rough time here. His shoulders slump and he isn't standing tall and erect as should the most powerful being on the planet.
"Let me tie up MegaWatt and Misty, first, Kal!" she offers. After Superman nods his assent, Supergirl grabs some bits of metal from the destroyed restraints used to bind her and Superman. She molds and shapes the metal into metal straps which she puts around the wrists and ankles of MixMaster's two hench-persons. Supergirl also destroys parts of Misty's costume, peeling the exo-skeleton-enhanced fabric away from the villainess' arms and legs. Misty's cape, boots, gloves and helmet are also removed and tossed aside. As she finishes, Misty begins to regain consciousness - a low moan comes from deep inside her throat.
"WHAT!?" Misty suddenly screams, "LET ME GO!" Misty rolls on her back and struggles to burst her bonds but without her super suit's enhancements, her strength is too weak to break the metal bands. "You can't hold me!" she declares as the two Kryptonians leap into the air and fly toward the exit from the vault. As they fly out into the warehouse, they can hear Misty screaming and cursing them from the vault.
"I don't see her anywhere," Superman tells his cousin as they float to the top of the warehouse. Both Kryptonians are scanning the warehouse with their super vision.
"Me either," Supergirl replies. "I can see her control room - there, over the room we were in. That's where they watched us."
"Right, Kara. She must have seen her crew get beaten and fled."
"Or she saw them," Supergirl says, pointing at the entrance to the warehouse. It has just opened and Wonder Woman, Batman, Flash, Robin and Hawkgirl stand in the doorway. Surprisingly, Batman, Flash and Robin seem fit and ready for combat.
The two Kryptonians fly down to land near the Justice League members. After the two groups great each other, Supergirl asks, "I though you guys were out on injured reserve. Have you already recovered from our little fights?"
"Heh heh," Batman says, "no, Supergirl, we would still be on injured status, but when Wonder Woman returned from D.C., she was with her friend Magda, from Paradise Island. The Princess had Magda bring along the Amazons' purple ray - you may recall it's their magical device for healing injuries. Before taking it up to New York City, Magda treated Flash, Robin, Hawman and me with the ray. Hawkman's back in the League monitoring our sensors for trouble."
"I wonder if we should call Magda back for you, Superman?" Wonder Woman asks, keenly aware that the Man of Steel is not his usual self. "Are your injuries very serious?" she continues, placing one hand on the man's shoulder. Obvious concern fills her eyes as she looks at her old friend.
"No, and thanks, Diana," Superman replies, smiling. "I'll be okay in a day or so. I think Kara and I just need to go lie on a sunny beach somewhere."
"Batgirl could probably use the ray," Supergirl says. "She's in the vault - she was pretty badly injured, I think."
The heroes and heroines cross the warehouse and head into the vault. They are shocked by the contents, especially L. Finn's body. Wonder Woman stoops beside Batgirl and gently slips a hand behind the woman's black cowl. Her other hand goes under the woman's thighs and the Amazon lifts her young friend off the cold metal floor of the vault. "I'll take her up to New York for Magda to work on her."
"I might get there a little faster, Princess," the Flash offers. Wonder Woman looks at Batgirl, then at the Flash and nods her head. She hands the black-clad heroine over to the Flash, who disappears as he races out of the vault.
"You need to get Snapper, too," Supergirl tells her friends. "He's that big lizard guy - I knocked him out - he should be on the far side of the warehouse."
"Come on, Hawkgirl," Superman says. "Let's go find him. We can fly him back to League Headquarters together." The two heroes leap into the air and fly out of the vault.
"Let's take this one back to headquarters," Batman says to Robin, pointing at MegaWatt. The Caped Crusaders pick up MegaWatt and begin to carry the unconscious villain out of the vault.
"We gonna strap him to the hood like a deer?" Robin asks, grinning at his mentor.
"I think we can find some space inside the Batmobile for him, Robin," the Dark Knight says sternly to his young ally.
"I gotta ask Misty something," Supergirl says, moving close to Misty. While Wonder Woman wraps her Golden Lasso around the villainess, Supergirl asks, "What do you mean when you say I did something to your mother?"
Misty glares at the heroine as Wonder Woman interjects, "You'll have to hold the end of the lasso if you want her to reply truthfully to you."
"I'll tell yah anyway," Misty says to the Girl of Steel. "My mama was a super heroine named NightOwl. MixMaster told me that you and Superman killed her down in Dallas a few months ago 'cause you . . ."
"WHAAAT?!" the Girl of Steel exclaims. "NightOwl was working WITH MixMaster and MixMaster killed the woman, not us!"*
"MixMaster said you'd lie to me about what happened. She said you didn't want anyone to know what you Kryptoids are really like. So when she got in your way, you KILLED MY MOMMA!" Misty shudders from pent-up rage aimed at the Maid of Might.
"Don't be foolish, girl," the Amazon says to Misty. "Supergirl would never take a life. It is against her code - against the code of all true heroes."
"Bullshit," Misty spits at Wonder Woman. "She's a killer - MixMaster even had it
on video, how you knocked her through a wall, how it collapsed on her, crushing
her body
"The tape's a fake," Supergirl protests.
"Enough of your foolishness, child," Wonder Woman says to Misty. The Amazon Princess removes the Magic Lasso from Misty and puts it around Supergirl's shoulders. Supergirl's body stiffens as the sorcerous lariat takes over her will. Diana puts one end of the lasso into Misty's hand and says, "Supergirl is compelled to obey you and tell you the truth when you ask her a question. Ask her yourself about your mother's unfortunate death, learn the truth for yourself."
Misty pauses a heartbeat, then asks Supergirl, "Is what she said true?"
"Yes, I must obey you and tell you the truth while compelled by the Golden Lasso," Supergirl replies dully.
"Then hit the Amazon as hard as you can!" Misty blurts. Supergirl immediately wheels sideways and hammers Diana's jaw with a powerful roundhouse punch that sends the Princess flying backward to slam violently against a wall. The stunned heroine puts a hand on her forehead and shakes her head to free it from the pain she's experiencing. She'd be on her butt except for the support provided by the wall behind her.
"Cut my bonds!" Misty yells at Supergirl. In a flash, the Girl of Steel's hand flashes out and snaps the metal bands around Misty's wrists and ankles. "Come on, dummy," Misty says, rushing toward the Amazon, dragging Supergirl behind her. "Hit her until she's unconscious!" Misty orders the Maid of Might. As Wonder Woman straightens up and raises a hand to protect herself, Supergirl rains a series of powerful punches on the Amazon's body. Each powerful blow causes the woman to grunt and gasp. In seconds, Diana's arms fall to her sides, unable to resist the mighty assault. Supergirl then rains a series of blows on the tall brunette's beautiful face and in seconds her eyes close and she sags to the floor, unconscious.
"How do we prevent her from stopping us?" Misty asks Supergirl.
"Away from her home on Paradise Island, her great strength and other powers come from the Magic Girdle she wears around her waist," Supergirl intones.
"Take it off her, at once!" Misty commands the enthralled heroine. Supergirl immediately drops to one knee and reaches behind the Amazon's unconscious body to unhook the belt. She pulls it off the heroine and rises to her feet, the belt dangling from one hand. Wonder Woman's body slides to its left and she drops onto the floor, unconscious, her face a mess of blood and contusions.
"Put it around my waist," Misty commands. After Supergirl complies, Misty thinks about how she feels and finally says, "I don't feel anything. How come I don't feel super strong?"
"Only a true Amazon can benefit from the Magic Girdle," Supergirl says to Misty.
"Well, at least she can't use it," Misty says. She folds the Magic Girdle several times and sticks it inside the top part of what's left of her costume. "If I give you an order, will you still follow it after I remove the lasso?"
"Only if it does not make me do something that is not in my nature," Supergirl replies. In her mind, the Girl of Steel screams at herself, "th-this can't be happening! I can't let her control me like this! I've gotta get free!"
"Hmmm. Okay, not good enough. I need you to help me escape. Roll up your left sleeve," Misty commands. Supergirl helplessly obeys the villainess. Misty grasps the rope near Supergirl's shoulders and begins to wrap the other end around Supergirl's arm, starting near the elbow and working toward the wrist. In seconds, a tight yellow band runs down the Maid of Might's arm. "Now, cover your arm with your sleeve. Do you understand? Good." The dominated heroine lowers her sleeve, covering the golden rope wrapped around her arm. Another two feet of the rope stick out of the cuff and reach up and around Supergirl's shoulders. Misty removes the section around Supergirl's shoulders and rolls it into a ball which she conceals in the small of her hand. From five feet away, there is no apparent sign of the Golden Lasso.
"Now, you're going to lift me up and carry me out of here - fly as soon as we leave the vault. If anyone asks, you're taking me to your headquarters. Understood?" Misty asks.
"Yes, I understand," Supergirl replies dully. "NOOOO! she screams in her mind. I can't let her do this to me!"
"Good, let's get outta here, super bitch! Hold out your arms!" Misty leaps up into Supergirl's outstretched arms and the Maid of Might heads out of the vault, leaping into the air once outside the vault.
As they fly toward the entrance to the warehouse, Superman looks up and asks, "Everything okay, Kara?"
"Yes, I'm taking her to our headquarters," Supergirl replies in a dull monotone. She doesn't seem to want an answer - she accelerates and roars out of the warehouse and into the dawning sky.
"OUR headquarters?" Hawkgirl asks. "When did SHE become a member of the League?"
"Oh, I'm sure it was a slip of the tongue," and exhausted Man of Steel replies. "Still . . ."
"I'll be back in a sec," Hawkgirl says, leaping into the air and flying back toward the vault. As the lithe heroine disappears over a tall stack of boxes, Superman turns back to Snapper and continues to bend some rebars into a pair of super-handcuffs for the mutant. A second later he spins around as Hawkgirl returns, screaming his name.
"What's up?" Superman asks the agitated woman.
"Wonder Woman's in there, knocked out!" Hawkgirl hisses as she soars over the Man of Steel. "Supergirl is working with the bad guys again, Superman! We gotta stop her!"
A stunned and confused hero leaps into the air behind Hawkgirl, easily overtaking her as she flies off in the direction last taken by the Girl of Steel. Superman looks forward with his super vision, then grabs Hawkgirl's arm. "She changed course," he says as the two hover for a moment. "Let me look around - nope, no sign of her. She must have red-shifted once airborne. I can't see her. Let's go back for Snapper and Wonder Woman. We can't do anything about Kara just now, but we can take of those two."
Once outside the warehouse, Misty commands, "Fly me to 2199 Commerce Street as fast as you can." Supergirl flexes her powerful leg muscles and Misty is suddenly hit with six-g's as they speed up. Two seconds later the pair descend at the address and Misty commands Supergirl to look inside a small office building for signs of MixMaster.
"She's not in there," Supergirl replies.
"DAMN!" Misty snarls. "She must have seen you guys and took off! And I don't have a spare super suit! Hmmm. Do you know where Lex Luthor hangs his hat?"
"Yes."
"Good, take me to Luthor!" Misty commands. A heartbeat later, the two women are again airborne and racing toward the LexCorp building on the edge of the city. Misty directs Supergirl to land on the small balcony outside Luthor's office. The women land and Supergirl bursts the balcony door, surprising Luthor and his aide, Mercy, as they're playing a game of Diablo II on Lex's desktop computer.
"What the Hell do you want?" Luthor spits at the Girl of Steel as she apparently brings another, unknown woman into his private office. "Get out of here before I have you arrested . . ."
"Hang on a bit, baldy," Misty says, smiling at the crime king. "I'm running this show, not her, not you!"
"And just who the fuck are you?" Luthor asks, glaring at the slightly dumpy woman, barefoot, hair a mess, bits of throwup residue on her breast, costume shredded.
"You can call me Misty. And I'm the woman who just brought you Supergirl and knocked Wonder Woman out of your hair . . . well, if you had any, that is," Misty replies with smug self-assurance.
"I'm not amused young lady, and I've killed people for lesser insults," Luthor says, advancing toward the two woman. Behind him, Mercy steps to his side and a 9mm handgun suddenly appears in her hand. She has a clean shot around her boss.
"Cool yer jets, big guy," Misty says, revealing the end of the Golden Lasso in her right hand. Her left hand goes to her breast and unzips what's left of her costume. She reaches inside and removes the Magic Girdle and snaps it open. "I got this lasso and belt from the Amazon babe," Misty continues. "Without the belt, the Amazon is now just Woman - no powers! Heh heh heh. And this rope around Supergirl's arm - hold it and she'll do whatever you want."
"I see," Luthor says, no longer moving toward Misty and Supergirl. Luthor suspects a trap but his face remains expressionless. "And how do you suppose I should react to this chain of events, Misty?"
"Well, I kinda have the Justice League after me, I think," Misty says, blushing.
"I used to work for someone named MixMaster
"Uh, let me have the rope for a moment, if you please," Luthor says, moving closer to Misty. The young woman hands her end of the rope to him and smiles as she takes a step backward away from Luthor and Supergirl. Luthor looks at the thin golden strand in his hand - how can something so thin and delicate control one of the most powerful beings on the planet, he wonders. Can the stories about it really be true?
"Supergirl," Luthor commands, looking up at the Girl of Steel, "I want you to drop to your knees and give me a blow job."
Misty and Mercy gasp in surprise as the young Kryptonian obediently falls to her knees and reaches up to lower Lex's zipper. Inside her head, Supergirl screams, "OH RAO NOOOOOOO!! PLEASE MAKE IT STTOOOPPPP!!!" but her delicate-looking white hand reaches inside Luthors slate-gray slacks and undershorts to pull out his tool. She wraps her hand around his penis, near its base, and slowly begins to slide her hand back and forth, gently caressing the man's tool. After a second, Luthor's penis starts to expand and Supergirl leans forward to take the tip into her mouth.
As Luthor rolls his head backward and sighs deeply, the enthralled Girl of Steel slides her head forth and back on his dick, faster and faster. "Gently, Supergirl," Luthor commands as an incredible sensation, the sensation of having this blond goddess servicing his dick, fills him with a sense of tremendous power and joy. "Unh unh unh unh yeah yeah yeah YEAH YEAH!" he cries as her tender sucking and tonguing bring him close to climax. Suddenly his head snaps back as his body succumbs to the delicious pleasure between his legs and a massive climax rips through his body. "Swallow it all!" he manages to order Supergirl, who dutifully slurps and sucks as his cum fills her mouth. A little bit trickles out the left side of her mouth but almost all the rest goes down her throat.
As the last of his load enters the Maid of Might, Luthor orders her to clean him with her tongue. He looks down at the top of her head and smiles widely as the blonde sucks and slurps and licks his dick clean of his juices. "Now, put it back where you found it," he says like a stern father. Supergirl complies meekly and his tool is gently returned to his slacks.
"Okay," Luthor says, placing one hand atop the still-kneeling Girl of Steel. He's a little wobbly after the blow job. "Not a trick. This lasso is the real deal so we must assume the same holds for the belt and for you."
"Supergirl," Luthor commands, looking down at the Maid of Might, "whenever I tap you on your forehead with my finger, you will go to sleep. You will remain asleep until I kiss you on your lips. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand," the Girl of Steel replies, her mind screaming in rage but unable to resist his command.
"Also, I want you to forget about Misty and about the, uh, service you just did for me. All right? Good!" When Luthor's index finger gently taps her forehead just below her blond bangs, the Maid of Might drops to her side, her mind shut down.
"Now that she can't hear us," Luthor begins, turning toward Mercy, "would you please take our guest downstairs and find accomodations for her? I believe she'll be with us for a while."
"I need some clothes, Mr. Luthor," Misty says, suddenly aware that she now has to show some respect for her new boss.
"Ah, yes. Mercy, do we still have that Mighty Lass costume? Good! Perhaps we can find a mask for her - the hood won't work. Oh, and dye her hair red, I think. It would go well with the green costume, don't you think?"
Mercy nods assent and grabs Misty's elbow, ushering the young villainess out of the office and into the bowels of the LexCorp building. Lex bends down and grabs Supergirl by her long blond tresses and drags her across the floor to a sofa. He then lifts the woman up onto the sofa, depositing her on her back, her head on one armrest.
Luthor kneels beside the unconscious heroine like a suitor on the cover of a romance novel, bends forward, and gently kisses the Girl of Steel on her full, red lips. Even as his head pulls away from her, Supergirl opens her eyes and looks at Luthor. Lex rises to his feet and extends a hand toward the Maid of Might. At the same time, he releases the lasso and lets it drop.
"Unh - wh-what . . ." Supergirl asks dully. "Where . . . Luthor . . . LUTHOR! What's going on here?"
"Well, you were passing by and stopped for a visit. You got tired and took a little nap," Luthor replies, smiling benignly.
Supergirl leaps to her feet and suddenly realizes that the golden lasso is around her arm. "What's this doing here! And what's Wonder Woman's belt doing on your desk!" she gasps when she sees the girdle.
"Just some stuff you brought when you came here. You can leave, now, Supergirl, and take these trinkets with you." Luthor turns and heads back to his desk, leaving Supergirl standing in front of the couch, her jaw slack and agape.
"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?" she screams, suddenly aware of a bitter, salty taste in her mouth. "WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"I'm afraid you'll have to leave if you're going to make a scene, Supergirl," Luthor says, calmly sitting behind his desk. "Do I have to call security?"
An indignant Girl of Steel steps to the desk, grabs the Magic Girdle, glares at Luthor, then turns toward the balcony door. "If I find out anything . . ." she warns ominously.
". . . You'll be the last to know," Luthor finishes, smiling at his bon mot.
"Hunh?"
"Precisely."
"I still don't understand why you let Supergirl leave, why you let her take Wonder Woman's stuff," Mercy asks Luthor as they sit in his office several hours later.
"Quite simple, Mercy," Luthor says, smiling at his lovely aide. While Luthor's work clothes are typically finely-tailored and expensive suits, Mercy wears a leather and spandex catsuit with calf-high boots and wrist-length gloves - all white this time. "I have a number of things going on at this time and I would rather not have the League poking around here, looking for Blondie and the toys. Besides, if the suggestion I planted in her mind remains in force, she's now no longer a threat to me. One tap on her forehead and she'll sleep until I decide to wake her. Bit poetic, that. I'm the Prince Charming to her Sleeping Beauty. I think I like that."
"You're the boss, Boss," Mercy says, rising to leave. "Oh, and I put chubs down on sub-level 2. We got her into the Mighty Lass costume but it's a snug fit - good thing the stuff is flexible enough to cover her. Gonna have to get her to lose a few pounds or twenty, Boss."
"Fine, you handle it, Mercy," Luthor says. "I have some other issues which require my attention. Just see if you can spin her up so she's ready to work for us in a week or so, okay? And see what she can tell you about MixMaster and her operations. I'd like to find that woman and either co-op her or get her out of my way."
"Sounds like a plan, Boss," Mercy says as she leaves Luthor in his office, by the window, watching the sun set behind the Metropolis skyline.
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