Suddenly the blonde’s ankles were taken hold of by the coils, lifting her off of her feet. She desperately clung to the opening as they tried yanking her away, suspending her in the air, parallel to the ground. Further coils took hold of Supergirl’s arms, and waist, as well as reinforcing the ones on her legs. She was slowly winning the struggle, overpowering the coils by pulling herself closer to the hole, when she suddenly felt something rubbing against her cunt. Oh no, thought Supergirl, her concentration breaking, as she became more preoccupied with seeing what was going on between her legs than on getting away. “OOOOOHHHHHH!” moaned the girl as the coil’s rubbing began to stimulate her, forcing her to give up her struggle for escape by bringing her hands to the defense of her pussy. Without her hold on the steel the coils were free to move her as they pleased. As she clutched her vulva, with both hands, the coils forced her to the center of the room.
“You seem to be in a bit of a bind Supergirl. What’s the matter cutie? No more defiant words? Too busy playing wth your pussy to come up with more threats?”
“Lexus, I’m going to…UUUUNNNNGGGHHHHH!” shouted the Maid of Might as her back was bashed into the ceiling. A second impact forced the blond to release her protective grip over her vulva. Instantly the coils doubled their restraining grip over her arms, binding the Girl of Steel in a spread eagle over the rapidly, liquid filling room. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” hollered the perspiring Supergirl as the coils began pulling her limbs. With clenched teeth the girl resisted the tearing of her body, the effort causing every muscle to flex. It was a battle of attrition, one that Supergirl was destined to lose if she didn’t break free. Even with the effects of the green liquid already having depleted much of her strength, Supergirl began to overpower her bindings.
“RAO no! Not again, not now!” yelled the Girl of Steel as her pussy once again felt the presence of a steel coil. The distraction had caused her to relax, forcing her to bellow out in pain from the stretching of her limbs, “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Terror then struck the blue-eyed blond as she felt the coil slither underneath the narrow piece of blue fabric that concealed her pussy. “Oh RAO no! Please Lexus call it off! Don’t let that thing inside of me! Lexus I beg you!” cried the Maid of Might, water filling her eyes. The concern over her cunt was preventing her from dealing with the tearing of her body; she could feel the coil sliding along the parting of her nether lips. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl as the coil brutally rammed into her vagina. “Get out! Get out!” demanded the Girl of Steel, spit flying out of mouth, as she struggled to free herself from her restraints.
“You deserve every second super bitch! I would have thought a bimbo like you received this kind of action on a nightly bases?”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Please…AAAAHHHHHH…call…AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH…them off…AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
“I’ve never believed that good girl image of yours. A hot little number like you must sleep around? Come on Supergirl, between us girls; tell me, how much do you get a night? Tail like yours can get anybody on the planet.”
The steel coil was ravaging Supergirl’s vagina, it’s over penetration and wide diameter, caused her to scream in agony with every thrust. The stretching of her body only worsened her plight; with her powers fading she didn’t know how much more she could take. Frantically she squirmed, blindly firing off psi blasts in an attempt to destroy the coils. Though few of her blasts struck, they succeeded in destroying enough coils to allow her arms to break free.
The fragment of the second that the Maid of Might had freed her arms from their grasp, the coils on her legs and waist slammed her to ground. The green liquid had now reached a level of two and a half feet, completely encompassing the belly down Girl of Steel, whose restraints were keeping her from reaching the surface. Air was not Supergirl’s overriding concern, her only thought was the removal of the coil from her aching pussy. But as she took hold of the violating intruder she was lifted out of the liquid and banged into the ceiling.
The impact stunned Supergirl, leaving her arms, head, and cape dangling towards the green pool below. Her mini skirt stuck to her legs due to the sticky substance, which dripped back down from all parts of her body. “AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!” hollered Supergirl, snapping out of daze as she once again became aware of the brutal ravaging of her cunt. The sheer size of the coil was causing her lower abdomen to bulge out, horrifically stretching her vaginal walls.
But once again before Supergirl could come to the aide of her pussy the coils splashed her back into the green liquid on her way to bashing into the floor. The girl’s arms were quickly taken hold of by her wrists and yanked to her sides where they were immobilized by the wrapping of numerous coils around her waist. Another coil took hold of her neck, and like the ones around her waist began to contract, squeezing the air from her body. A last coil restrained her head by wrapping itself around her forehead, and over her eyes.
The green fluid was draining Supergirl of her powers at the same time that she was being drowned in its thick waters. The last of her air was sent from her lungs by her being brought to orgasm. The penetrating coil was oblivious to her climax, its viscous battering of her vagina continuing without rest. I don’t want to die, please RAO don’t let it end like this, thought Supergirl, as she was overcome by despair. No! I can’t give up, I’ve got to keep trying, I know I can do this, mentally resolved the Girl of Steel as she slowly began to loosen the hold of the coils.
The Maid of Might gave up her effort to break loose upon having her body raised upon her widely parted knees. It was difficult taking in air between the spastic coughing up of liquid from her lungs. The coils though still firmly around her waist and neck, were no longer choking her, it seems that Lexus wasn’t ready for this to be over.
“Know that I hold the power of life and death over you Supergirl. Know that it was I who decided to spare your life, by prolonging your torment,” contemptuously explained Lexus.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! My pussy…AAAAHHHHH… it hurts! Please Lexus I…AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH…I can’t take any more! What do you…AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH…want from me?”
“What you’re giving me right now princess!”
The green liquid was now at a level just under Supergirl’s breasts. From her knees the weeping heroine continued to struggle against her bonds but not with the same veracity as before. Though severally weakened by the liquid, it was her spirit that was failing her more than her powers. Her broken will was all over her painfully crying face, which had clumps of her fluid sticky hair attached to it, and her neck.
Supergirl was then maneuvered directly underneath one of gushing flows of green liquid emanating from the walls. Though she couldn’t see, a coil was wrapped over he eyes, what she felt terrified her. The tip of a new coil moved directly in front of the Maid of Might’s S logo, before opening its head into a three-pronged claw. It then took hold of Supergirl’s S and pulled her costume away from her body. After splashing on her head the green guck now poured its way down directly over her breasts. A pair of clawed coils next made their way down the Girl of Steel’s costume, where the pulling of her S had created and opening.
Supergirl’s agonizing screams had never ceased but the intensity had gone down. But once the claws bit into her perfectly shaped tits, and started twisting them as they tightened their bite, her screams returned to their previous ferocity. The coil around her forehead and eyes then tilted her head back. The utter agony from her pussy and breasts demanded that she scream, allowing the thick green guck to pour down her throat.
Supergirl tried coughing up the liquid but more just kept coming, the pain was simply too much for her to bear. The coil on her forehead kept her head still despite her efforts to turn away. As the green substance made its way down her throat, Supergirl could actually feel her powers leaving her. The torment of her pussy and tits began to hurt even more. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I can’t believe this is happening to me, I’m going to die thought Supergirl. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Either I get out of her now, or these things are going to tear my pussy apart, and rip my tits off. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” I can’t take much more; it’s now or never. “Come on girl you can do it!” shouted Supergirl as she concentrated every last ounce of strength she had into freeing her arms. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” hollered Supergirl as the coils fought back by tightening their hold around her. The Girl of Steel felt like she was about to be broken in two, as if her very life was being squeezed out of her.
“Looks like this is the end Supergirl. I would have preferred to keep you alive a bit longer, but if you’re going to force the issue then you leave me with little choice,” said Lexus.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl, sure that her end was near. Around her waist and arms a ring of bruising had formed where the coils were crushing her.
“Impossible!” declared Lexus, as the coils around Supergirl’s waist and arms shattered into pieces. “You can’t do that you fucking whore!” protested Lexus as Supergirl destroyed the coils around her neck and forehead, before painfully yanking the ones that were distorting her tits, from her body.
Supergirl’s breasts were bruised where the clamps had taken hold, and though they retained their perfect shape, they were terribly sensitive. In dealing with the coil that was pulling on her S, the Maid of Might was careful not to tear her costume. The coil buried up her vagina proved even more difficult to remove than the ones on her tits. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” agonizingly bellowed Supergirl as she liberated her pussy from its brutal tormentor.
Before Supergirl could deal with the coils around her ankles they pulled her under the liquid, dragging her across the bottom of the floor, lifting her out of the green guck upon reaching the far end of the room. The Girl of Steel was suspended upside down with legs widely parted, her arms, hair, mini skirt and cape all hanging down, green guck dripping from her body. The blonde’s widely parted pussy, though covered with the green filth, was exposed; the narrow strip of costume that usually concealed it was off to the side. Having her legs so widely parted hurt the heroine’s abused and severely sore cunt.
From her position the young blond could see new coils beginning to emerge from the walls. Two rapid psi blasts destroyed the restraints on her legs, causing her to plunge back into the green liquid. Desperately the heroine waded through the thick paste like substance trying to reach the opening at the far end of the room. Her heart was pounding, tears streaming down her face, and short cries accompanied every hard fought step. Out of the corner of her eyes she could tell the coils were coming after her. The very thought of capture caused her to wail out in fright, she knew she could not escape again. In a display of phenomenal athletic prowess the girl leaped out of the green guck and somersaulted through the opening in the metal walls some four feet in the air. Supergirl knocked into the wall of the narrow corridor that awaited her upon existing the deadly room.
The Girl of Steel was barely given a moments rest, a coil had followed her out of the room, taking hold of her left arm, by the wrist and, began dragging her back into the room. “NNNNNNNOOOOOOOO! Let me go!” demanded a terrified Supergirl before managing to escape by using a psi blast. The heavily breathing girl watched as the damaged coil retreated through the opening, only to be horrified by the sight of five more coming at her. Frantically the young heroine’s arms and legs propelled her back, her ass sliding on the ground, desperately trying to get out of range. The green guck covering her body made it difficult to get traction, and as Supergirl scurried back it caused her to leave a trail. Twice the coils nearly took hold of her ankles, and once they came close to grabbing her still unprotected, and widely parted cunt, which was dripping green fluid. Upon reaching a safe distance the Maid of Might collapsed onto her back, placing her left hand over her ravaged pussy, as her right attended to her battered tits. Her eyes closed as she broke down in tears, quietly sobbing.
“You filthy whore!” The voice startled the crying Supergirl, who was only given enough time to glance at her attacker before being struck by a blow to the face. Her assailant, Elisha, was an inch taller than Supergirl, and like all of Lexus’ elite guard members was blue eyed and blond, dressed in a black, form fitting jacket and short skirt. Supergirl couldn’t tell one member of this squad from the other, since all wore their hair in ponytails, reached the same height, and possessed breasts a cup size larger than hers.
Elisha, after delivering her punch grabbed Supergirl’s costume by the S, and lifted her into the air. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” wailed the dangling Maid of Might as the thin strip of costume between her legs wedged itself between her butt cheeks and slipped into her parted vaginal lips. Elisha then slammed the Girl of Steel back and forwards between the walls of the corridor, before releasing her costume and allowing the girl’s feet back upon land.
Supergirl’s hands immediately rushed to her distressed pussy, but before they could take action, her head was snapped from left to right, by Elisha’s fists. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s not proper to play with yourself Supergirl?” teased Elisha, as she mocked the heroine by entering into her stance.
“I…I…wasn’t….” started to protest the glazy eyed Girl of Steel.
“Pathetic! And to think you defeated me all those times. But look at you now girl, not so tough anymore. You’re a sniveling wreck, this green stuff has really done a number on you,” stated Elisha, as her right gloved hand took hold of a clump of Supergirl’s hair, watching as the guck was squeezed to the floor.
“I’ll get you,” said the Maid of Might as she attempted a punch to Elisha’s face with her right hand. Far from being in top form, the attack proved clumsy and slow, easily being blocked by Elisha, who countered with a strike of her own directly into the Girl of Steel’s lower abdomen. Air immediately fled Supergirl’s lungs as she leaned forward from the hurt, her hands consoling her tummy.
Elisha then took a hand full of the girl’s sweaty, and green slimed hair, before ramming her head into the wall. Had Elisha not retained a hold of Supergirl’s hair the heroine would surely have collapsed to the ground. The impact with the wall left her arms dangling towards the ground, while a slow but continual moan escaped from her mouth. Elisha then pushed Supergirl’s cape of to the side, and lifted the heroine’s mini skirt up to revel the wedged up piece of costume between the girl’s shapely, tight ass, covered in green filth. Elisha then took hold of the fabric between the Maid of Might’s ass, with her left hand, and yanked up, brutally pulling the material into her cunt and rear. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl, whose pain was about to get worse as Elisha lifted her off of the ground by her hair and grip of her costume. The torment for Supergirl only increased as she was swung about in this position for a few seconds before being released, and sent flying, head first, into the wall at the end of the hall.
Elisha’s formidable strength, and toughness was a product of Luthor Corp technology. Like all of Lexus’ elite guard she had strength enhancement bands on her wrists, as well as a belt around her waist that raised her from being a peak human athlete into a super powered being. But not even the cutting edge technology of Luthor Corp, which was now generously funded by the U.S. government, could elevate Elisha into Supergirl’s class.
The Maid of Might’s impact with the wall left her sprawled out, font side down on the floor. She was struggling to get onto her elbows and knees; she felt like the room was spinning. Her cape and mini skirt failed to conceal her fabulous ass, giving the approaching Elisha a picture that would have landed her millions from media.
Elisha was prevented from continuing her assault on the Maid of Might by the ringing of her cell phone. She knew who it was even before checking the number. “Yes Boss.”
“What happened Elisha, where’s Supergirl!”
“No need to worry Madam President she didn’t get far. I have her right here, she’s not going anywhere,” assured Elisha as she kicked the Maid of Might in the side, causing the girl to yell out in pain, as she rolled onto her back.
“It sounds like you’re having fun?”
“Just evening up the score Boss,” said Elisha as she slammed her right foot into Supergirl’s washboard abs, keeping it firmly planted over the girl’s navel to prevent her from escaping.
“Take no chances, finish the bitch off now. That’s an order!”
“Yes Ma’am,” acknowledged Elisha, pulling out her automatic and aiming it directly at the Girl of Steel’s chest.
“NNNOOOOOOO! Please don’t I…” begged Supergirl, who was unable to finish her plea from the unloading of the gun into her tits. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” she hollered, rushing her hands to her now throbbing breasts, which were dotted with dark, deep bruises under her costume.
“Damn! I…I don’t’ believe it! The bullets didn’t penetrate, but she’s in a world of pain Boss.”
“I can hear that you idiot! Why won’t this bitch die? Okay…fine, toss her back into the room. No more kidding around, I’m going to violate that cunt for hours if that’s what it takes.
“Yes Ma’am.”
“One more thing Elisha, I meant what I said when I told you I would hold you personally responsible for the failure of this operation. Everything is ridding on your success, so take my advice and don’t fuck around, get that bitch back into the room,” ordered Lexus before disconnecting the call.
“Guess where you’re going slut?” taunted Elisha as she yanked Supergirl back to her feet by her hair.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” was all the Girl of Steel could respond as she was being pulled back towards the room, her body doubled over, and feet continuously tripping over each other. “Please stop! Please don’t take me back. Have mercy…please have mercy…I’m in pain.”
“Good!” shouted Elisha, straitening Supergirl up, before slamming her against a wall.
The Maid of Might was cupping her breasts, her teary blue eyes pleading for sympathy from her attacker. Her sweaty, guck filled hair was sticking all over her face and neck, which like the rest of her body was covered with the green fluid. Under her miniskirt her costume was still brutally wedged between her vaginal lips, and ass. Her body was also suffering from bruising around her waist and arms, from when the coils were crushing her. But it was her breasts, which suffered most, the coils had savagely tendered them up, but the bullets had ravaged them.
“Lets say that I were to let you go, what would you do for me in return Supergirl?” asked Elisha, as she released her hold of the heroine’s hair, leaving her to stand on her own two feet.
“Anything,” sobbingly replied Supergirl.
“Anything huh! Will you strip that sexy costume of yours off, and dance for me Supergirl, before you eat out my pussy with that pretty mouth of yours and swear to become my eternal love slave, where you shall scrub me clean every day with that fabulous strip of blond pussy hairs, and chew my food before feeding it to me from your mouth? Will you do that for me Supergirl?” asked Elisha as she brought her face within inches of the Maid of Might’s.
“Never!”
“That’s what I thought,” said Elisha before sending an upper cut, with her right, into Supergirl’s gorgeously toned and flat abs. Elisha’s follow up attack, with her left, landed in the exact same spot as the right, impacting only a split second after.
“UUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” shouted Supergirl who was forced to double over from the pain, wrapping her arms around her waist. So severe was the hurt that Supergirl collapsed down to her knees, shaking her tilted head from side to side, as she screamed. Seconds later the Maid of Might started coughing up the green substance, spewing it out directly in front of her.
Elisha watched with a grim satisfaction as Supergirl threw up, again and again. Only after she was sure the Girl of Steel was done did she move back directly in front of. “You don’t look very super to me girl,” mocked Elisha as she reached down and took hold of Supergirl by her damaged tits.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” hollered the Girl of Steel, her tits being horribly twisted as Elisha lifted her back onto her feet and against the wall. Supergirl desperately took hold of Elisha’s wrists, trying with all her might to free her breasts, spit flying from her mouth and green liquid dripping from her lower lip as she wailed in agony. “Oh RAO! Stop this…please I beg you…you’re tearing my tits off!” But no matter how hard Supergirl tried she could not end Elisha’s torment; the best she could do was slow the twisting. It was hard to accept but she was just not strong enough, the green substance had drained her of most of her might.
I’ve only got one chance thought Supergirl, as she removed her right hand from Elisha’s left wrist and prepared to strike with every ounce of strength she could summon. The punch struck Elisha directly in the face, causing her to release Supergirl’s tits, and step back. The Girl of Steel felt exhausted, all she wanted to do was cry, and attend to her damaged tits, but somehow she fought through the pain and continued her attack. After landing a second punch with her left, she took hold of Elisha’s left arm and swung her down the corridor. The effort caused Supergirl to fall onto her hands and knees, from where she watched Elisha splash down into a pool of the dreaded green substance that was pouring out of the coil filled room, from hole Supergirl had created, and spilling into the corridor.
Getting back on her feet proved a painful experience for Supergirl, due to the wedged up piece of costume between her legs. As she carefully struggled to get her costume fitting comfortably again, Elisha began overcoming the slipperiness of the green substance, rising back onto her feet. “You’re dead Supergirl!” screamed Elisha before turning around to face the frightened heroine. Green liquid covered Elisha’s body from head to toe, on her front side, mainly making contact with her skin on her face, and legs.
Having eased the pain in her pussy and ass, Supergirl brought her hands back up to cup her breasts. She wasn’t sure how long it would take for the green fluid to work on Elisha, and she wasn’t about to take any chances. The Girl of Steel quickly spun away from her approaching foe, and began to run. Each step brought a flood of hurt from her damaged, sore pussy, which drastically hampered her ability to move. Her speed was also limited by her unwillingness to let go of her tormenting tits, which needed the support of her hands. “When I catch you girl I’m going to finish what I started!” shouted Elisha who was rapidly gaining on the fleeing Maid of Might.
Supergirl could hear Elisha closing behind her; she was too scarred to look back, giving what little she had left into trying to escape. “Oh RAO no!” cried Supergirl who could hear her opponent’s breathing behind her, only seconds away from taking her down. Just as she was expecting to be tackled the fleeing heroine heard a loud, startling thud behind her; she dared not turn her head, driven onwards by fear. Something had obviously happened to Elisha, but the young blond never stopped running, desperately seeking the exit. “Come on girl…you’re almost there! Don’t quit on me now…you can do it!” panted Supergirl, urging herself toward the sunlight filled doorway directly ahead. The Girl of Steel’s astounding desire was all that kept her standing, allowing her to summon the will to keep going, but as she passed through the doorway, and out into the open, she tripped. UUUUUUNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHH!” she shouted from the hurt of the fall but mostly from the pain of having her ravaged tits squashed against the gravel.
Immediately the girl rolled onto her left side, crossing her arms across her body as her hands cupped her throbbing breasts. Her scrunched up, guck and sweat covered, body lay under the hot sun, coughing up green slime and releasing watery tears. After a few agonizing minutes the Maid of Might found the strength to rise to her feet, even though she was still spewing out guck from her mouth. A trail of green slime was marking the heroine’s journey, dripping from all parts of her body as she stumbled towards the surrounding woods. Supergirl was trying to reach a nearby stream that she remembered seeing from above as she approached the facility. The young blond took hold of the first tree she reached; sure enough she could see the stream some 30 feet below her at the edge of a steep hill.
Supergirl didn’t’ like the look of the hill before her, it was lined with trees, or the chances of her making it down without slipping on its slope. “I haven’t come this far only to give up now. If I don’t get this green stuff off of me soon…” the sound of approaching vehicles prevented the Maid of Might from completing her sentence. Four black jeeps rapidly pulled up to the facility, carrying heavily armed Luthor Corp guards. The troops immediately paired up in twos and started to fan out, investigating the area.
The young blond panicked, forgetting about the hill behind her she began walking back. Supergirl banged into several trees as she uncontrollably rolled down the hill. Her back, ribs, shoulders, arms, legs and abs took some bruising from the fall, further messing up her body and costume by smudging them with dirt. The Girl of Steel was now only a few feet away from the stream, sprawled out and lying on her belly, nearly unconscious from the pinball treatment of her tumble.