Supergirl’s speech was going perfectly, she had the undivided attention of all the world leaders, the press and a mass gathering of onlookers. After the speech she was to receive a medal for her endless efforts in saving the planet and for her humanitarianism across the globe. “In closing I would just like to say…” Supergirl’s attention was suddenly grabbed by what appeared to be a demon of some sort. She wasn’t really sure, the lights and cameras distorted her view but for a second she thought she saw a demon of some kind. The woman was tall around 6’1, her black hair tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing a red costume that barely concealed her nether region and only covered her breasts in straps that streamed from the waistline of her red costume before going back around her neck. Black dots spotted the woman’s body, which sported four arms and a set of incredibly powerful looking legs.
A second later the woman was gone and Supergirl prepared to resume her speech, when she was violently grabbed by the right shoulder, spun around and greeted with a punch to the face. The ill prepared Girl of Steel was sent flying back from the strike, cracking the back auditorium wall before slumping down onto her ass. Instantly the woman was on top of Supergirl, lifting her onto her feet by her shoulder blade length blond hair. “Shitty speech Supergirl! My name is Sheeva, remember it!” ordered the demon, covering the Maid of Might with her spit as she did so. Sheeva’s left upper fist slammed into Supergirl’s face, while her two lower fists drove into the 21 year old girl’s flat, firm midsection. The 5’11 heroine barely got a look up into her taller adversaries red eyes before she was thrown by her hair across the auditorium. The podium from where she had been delivering her speech was destroyed and the wall her head collided with was as cracked as the previous one she had impacted.
Quickly Sheeva teleported to the downed heroine’s position, lifting her onto her feet by taking a violent hold of the blonde’s hair in her right, upper hand. Supergirl grunted in pain as her back was banged into the cracked wall, sending pieces of it to the ground. The muscular demon afforded the Girl of Steel no time to rest and immediately released her hold on the girl’s hair, in order to go to work on her abdomen. Displaying incredible speed and co-ordination Sheeva repeatedly pummeled the heroine’s athletically fit midsection at the navel with all four fists.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl as she speedily struggled to protect her body, ending Sheeva’s assault on her navel. The wall behind her now had large holes from which rays of sunlight entered into the auditorium. The Maid of Might’s head and upper body were now leaning forward as her arms wrapped her abdomen. Questioningly the girl’s face looked up into Sheeva’s as the demon’s right foot steeped on top of her left. Supergirl’s head snapped back as an uppercut landed on her chin; Sheeva’s hold on her left foot kept Supergirl from flying back.
First Sheeva struck with a left hook, then hit the Maid of Might’s other cheek with the back of the same left hand before doing the same pattern with her right upper hand. Two more powerful hooking fists struck the Girl of Steel’s face before Sheeva took a moment’s pause, to relish the site of a wobbling Supergirl, arms dangling at her sides and head down. Sheeva quickly lifted her upper arms above her head, as in a victory pose, her lower arms like her upper were in fists but where down at her sides. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” hollered Supergirl as her breasts were being flattened between Sheeva’s upper and lower fists, which had hammered brutally into the girl’s tits. “Rao no! Stop this Sheeva you’re squashing my breasts!”
Most of the attending audience had surprisingly stayed, excited to get a chance to see the great Maid of Might in action. So far the direction of the fight had shocked them and all stood with opened jaws as the mighty Supergirl frantically tried to free her breasts from between Sheeva’s powerful fists.
Proving that she was the stronger of the two, Supergirl managed to overpower Sheeva’s upper arms and move them to the side. But before she could act Supergirl’s head was head butted by Sheeva’s causing a cut to open on the super heroine’s forehead. The demon then took a few steps back before moving forward and inflicting a powerful kick into Supergirl’s sore breasts, smashing her through the cracked wall.
Lexus Luthor had been present at Supergirl’s speech and had detested every second of her attendance. She was now outside surrounded by her four blond, black suited female bodyguards, who like herself wore incredibly short skirts. Just as the group was about to enter the waiting limousine Supergirl crashed down, back first and spread eagled upon the roof. “We really must get out of here Madam President,” insisted one of the bodyguards.
“Not yet,” responded Lexus as she looked upon Supergirl implanted into the banged up Limo. “I want to watch this next little bit,” explained Lexus as she looked up to the hole in the auditorium from where Supergirl had fallen.
Sheeva was at the edge of the hole in the wall, her arms holding onto either side as she quickly measured the distance to Supergirl before leaping out. Screaming into the air as she stretched her arms out at her sides and legs bent tightly into her body. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” bellowed the Girl of Steel as Sheeva stomped down onto her breasts and navel, her legs and arms flew up into the air in reaction to the devastating attack. The Limousine was thoroughly crushed and the ground underneath was cracked. Sheeva leaped up into the air off of Supergirl, reaching an astounding ten feet before coming back down and pummeling the girl once again.
Supergirl’s midsection around her navel was a sore red with a few small bruises starting to form around the stomped upon region. The heroine’s breasts ached even more and like her navel region had turned red in pain but had more intense bruising on them.
Sheeva pried the Maid of Might out of the Limousine lifting her by the hair and placing her on her feet. Supergirl kept one arm wrapped around her sore midsection and the other protecting her tender breasts. Again Supergirl was given little time to recover as Sheeva quickly placed a hand between her legs, grabbing a firm hold of her ass. Another one of Sheeva’s arms wrapped itself over Supergirl’s right shoulder placing her hand between the blond girl’s shoulder blades. The blond beauty was now lifted off the ground and held parallel to it. “UUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!” yelled Supergirl as her back fell victim to a backbreaker. The four-armed demon delivered another painful backbreaker before jumping high into the air with Supergirl still in her arms. “UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!” Supergirl’s back slammed onto the ground and was squashed by Sheeva landing her muscular body on top of her.
The thin piece of narrow costume that barely covered Supergirl’s nether region pressed tightly against her cunt and rode up her ass, as Sheeva lifted Supergirl to her feet by the collar of her costume. The demon then yanked the blond heroine towards her, greeting her with a head but. As Sheeva released her hold on Supergirl’s costume, the Maid of Might went stumbling back, her hands holding her forehead. The cut that had previously been inflicted upon Supergirl’s forehead was now enlarged and it trickled blood down the heroine’s face.
The Girl of Steel’s face snapped to the left and she took two steps back as she was belted by a punch. Another blow turned her face to the right and nearly caused her to stumble to the ground. For the first time in the match Supergirl attempted to go on the offensive as she let loose a fearsome right. Sheeva was hardly troubled as she stepped aside of the blow, countering with her own to Supergirl’s navel. Before the blond heroine could cover up her stomach her navel was struck again doubling her over. The Girl of Steel’s mouth was then struck by a powerful rising knee, causing her to once again stand erectly.
Sheeva then spread both sets of arms way out to her sides, letting out a huge roar before slamming the upper pair into the sides of Supergirl’s face and the lower ones into Supergirl’s lower rib areas. Blood came flying out of the Maid of Might’s mouth; her ribs thankfully didn’t take any more damage than some minor aching.
Sheeva was approaching again, the woman refused to give Supergirl a second’s rest. Quickly Supergirl let loose a right hook, which was easily dodged by her opponent. The Girl of Steel’s follow up left met with the same air as her right. “You may be powerful Supergirl but you’re no warrior! You’re fighting skills are undisciplined and you’re technique is sloppy!” remarked Sheeva as she continued to allude Supergirl’s attacks, building up the girl’s frustration.
“I’ll show you undisciplined!” yelled Supergirl as she attempted to execute a sidekick to Sheeva’s face with her right foot. “Rao, NNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Sheeva who now held onto Supergirl’s right leg had avoided the Maid of Might’s attack. “Let me go! Let me go!” Sheeva kept lifting Supergirl’s right leg higher and higher, spreading her legs increasingly further apart. Supergirl’s incredibly short red mini skirt no longer concealed the thin strip of costume that covered her nether region. Every person and camera watching the event approached the two females as closely as they dared, eyeing Supergirl’s cunt all the way. Sheeva’s earlier pulling of Supergirl’s costume caused the young heroines outfit to ride up her ass and made the thin sliver between her vaginal lips increasingly visible.
Supergirl was an athletic, flexible girl with a fit, firm body and as such was only slightly discomforted by having her legs spread over 180 degrees apart. What troubled her was the evil grin and fixated stare of Sheeva’s on her vagina. Both of Sheeva’s upper arms held onto Supergirl’s right leg, keeping it way up in the air. Her lower left arm took firm hold of the blond girl’s ass, while her lower right arm balled up into a fist and prepared to strike. “No Sheeva please don’t, you just can’t do this! Please not there! Rao help me!” a begging Supergirl pleaded. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Supergirl’s eyes watered up as she begged harder than ever for Sheeva to stop. But it was to no avail and Sheeva struck for a second time upon Supergirl’s highly exposed and unprotected pussy. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Tears now escaped the Maid of Might’s watering eyes, joining the blood from her forehead and the increasing sweat on her face. Supergirl’s body was now beginning to heavily perspire from the rigors of the fight and from her mounting concern over her predicament and vagina. Through her soft, thin, form revealing costume Supergirl’s sweat could be seen around the collar of her costume, between and under her breasts, under her armpits as well as around her exposed pussy and between her ass cheeks.
I have to stop this thought the crying heroine; I can’t let her hit me in the vagina again, I just can’t. The Girl of Steel focused the best she could and let out a psi blast at the four-armed demon. But like all of Supergirl’s attacks thus far Sheeva, who seemed to have a natural instinct or sense for what the Maid of Might was going to do, dodged it. So, for the third time Sheeva struck at Supergirl’s vagina obtaining a third horrendous scream from the wounded girl before releasing her hold on her.
Instantly the heroic blond attended to her throbbing pussy as she thumped down onto her back. The heroine swayed from side to side, her feet repeatedly kicking down on the ground as her hands gently pressed against her vagina, which her raised mini skirt still didn’t conceal.
Sheeva felt no sympathy for Supergirl whose agony was clearly displayed across her crying face. Knowing Supergirl was far from finished Sheeva grabbed the girl’s costume by the S logo, driving the outfit further up the heroine’s ass and painfully pulling it against her vagina. Once she got the Girl of Steel back onto her feet Sheeva released the girl’s costume.
Both of Supergirl’s hands remained gently pressed against her pussy, which caused her to slightly lean forward. Sobs continued to flow from her wide open mouth, as her reddened eyes starred at Sheeva while releasing slow steams of tears down her cheeks. “Rao, what’s that? What are you doing?” demanded a whimpering Supergirl as a ball of yellow energy formed between Sheeva’s hands.
Only standing a few feet away from Supergirl, Sheeva released a ball of concentrated energy directly into the Maid of Might’s S logo. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed Supergirl from the pain the energy caused her breasts as she was sent flying across the large avenue.
The Girl of Steel bounced off of the concrete wall of the shopping center she struck, landing on her hands and knees. Fighting the pain in her pussy Supergirl managed to get onto her feet and stand up erectly. She could see Sheeva across the avenue, confidently striding towards her. Quickly Supergirl managed to pry the thin strip of costume out of her butt cheeks, getting it to once again fit comfortably, before placing her left hand over her aching pussy. Supergirl’s right arm was stretched over her pain stricken breasts. In the process of rectifying the fit of her costume under her mini skirt, the young heroine had lost site of Sheeva. Franticly Supergirl searched for the demon, her heart pounding in fear of not knowing. The Maid of Might took a step back as Sheeva materialized directly in front of her, releasing a startled gasp from the shook.
Instantly Sheeva launched a right punch upon Supergirl’s face, knocking the heroine back against the wall of the shopping mall. The demon woman’s right upper fist now collided into the blond girl’s face, snapping it to the side. Four more punches impacted Supergirl’s face, each one violently twisting her head. The girl of Steel’s head drooped forward, covered by her shoulder blade long, sweaty, blond hair. On both of the heroine’s cheeks slight bruising had become visible, while blood dripped from the left corner of her mouth.
Sheeva was feeling great the fight was undoubtedly going her way. All her work and training was paying off, but Supergirl was not finished yet. In one smooth motion Sheeva took a step back then lunged forward, her upper arms launching out driving into the perfectly teardrop shaped breasts of Supergirl. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” horrifically bellowed the Maid of Might as her already injured tits were ruthlessly assaulted.
Supergirl’s back was up against the cracking wall of the shopping center, as Sheeva kept pressing her fists into her tender breasts. The young heroine kept shouting into the air in agonizing pain as her hands grabbed Sheeva’s assaulting fists and tried to end the attack. Supergirl’s attempts to dislodge the demon’s pressing fists from her breasts were being hindered by Sheeva’s lower set of arms that kept punching her in the abdomen. The Maid of Might’s midsection was burning with pain. Severe dark, blackish, blue, bruising started forming on her fit, firm abs from the multiple, uncontested blows.
I’ve got to get it together…have to some how block out the pain, come on girl you can do it, thought Supergirl. “UUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!” yelled The Girl of Steel as she managed to liberate her tits. She was holding Sheeva’s struggling upper arms out to the sides, still falling victim to the punches from the demon’s lower pair of fists. The young heroine may have been stronger but the thought of releasing the woman’s upper arms worried her. Yet she had to do something about the blows to her abs, she couldn’t take many more. Supergirl prepared to unleash a psi blast into her opponent’s face but like with all of her other attacks Sheeva some how sensed it. Before Supergirl could attack, Sheeva delivered an excruciatingly painful knee to the heroine’s vagina. Supergirl collapsed, her bleeding forehead and knees keeping the rest of her body off of the ground. Both of her hands were caressing her bruised pussy, her kicking feet and pain filled screams served as testimony to her anguish.
Sheeva brushed Supergirl’s cape off of the girl’s back and took hold of her belt with one arm, while another grabbed the back of the heroine’s costume’s collar. In this fashion the demon lifted Supergirl into the air, holding her parallel to the ground as the blond kept holding her cunt, her feet stroking the ground. Sheeva then spun around and drove Supergirl’s head into the concrete wall of the Shopping center. The sweaty blond heroine was then yanked out of the wall only to have her head smashed into it again. Supergirl’s hands no longer held onto her vagina but instead dangled loosely, like her legs, against the ground. Sheeva re-affirmed her grip on Supergirl’s belt, and collar before tossing her a good fifteen feet up into the air. The back of the Maid of Might’s head created a linear hole in the concrete wall until gravity forced her back down where she was caught by Sheeva’s waiting upper arms.
One of Sheeva’s hands held Supergirl by the pussy the other between her breasts as she lifted Supergirl above her head. The girl’s limps were dangling down, swaying in the wind like her blond hair, cape and skirt. Blood from Supergirl’s mouth on the left and from the cut on her forehead, along with sweat from various parts of her body dripped down to the ground. The heroine’s sweaty, teary face was covered with powder from the concrete wall, which also filled her sweaty hair.
For a third time Supergirl’s head rammed into the concrete wall. Sheeva had tossed her with every ounce of strength she possessed and this time managed to collapse the wall, sending Supergirl inside the shopping center. A small cut had opened at the top of the Girl of Steel’s head, which stained her shoulder blade long, blond, sweaty hair. The Maid of Might’s hands tried to console the hurt emanating from her body but there were just too many areas in pain. Supergirl wasn’t sure if she could lift herself up from her face down position. The pain in her pussy made it difficult to move her legs, while her breasts and abdomen also screamed in hurt, further hampering her movement.
Sheeva kicked Supergirl between the shoulder blades, crashing the girl back down flat on her belly from her hands and knees. The demon took a quick look about her new surroundings, even taking a second or two to enjoy the site of the fleeing shoppers. Quickly Sheeva determined the appropriate place to go, taking hold of Supergirl’s cape as she began to make her way to her desired destination.
Up torturous flights of stairs the woman dragged Supergirl on her stomach by the cape of her costume. The crying super heroine whimpered all the way to the top level as her bruised breasts, midsection and vagina banged against the steps.
“Utterly Pathetic! Get up little girl! Have some fuckin’ pride and fight me! Get up cunt!” demanded Sheeva’s booming voice to the stomach down, sprawled out super heroine. Slowly the Maid of Might started raising herself onto her feet, gasps of pain accompanying her every move. “How I’ve trained for this day girl. You can’t imagine how I’ve longed for its arrival.”
“Wh… what do you want with me?” inquired a fully raised Supergirl.
“It’s not me that wants you girl.”
“Then who? Why are you… they doing this to me?”
“You’ll find out soon enough,” responded Sheeva as she began to close upon Supergirl.
Okay Supergirl, it’s time to get a point here, I’ve got to get myself into this fight, thought the Girl of Steel, who lashed out with her left fist. Sheeva dodged Supergirl’s left and ducked her follow up right. The Maid of Might’s next left was also avoided by the demon who struck back with four consecutive jabs to the heroine’s face. Each one of Sheeva’s jabs snapped Supergirl’s head back, by the end the Girl of Steel had blood seeping from her left nostril and lower lip, which had been cut open.
“How do you keep avoiding my blows?!” demanded a frustrated Supergirl as she let loose another left at Sheeva, who easily read the attack and dodged it. The Maid of Might had no such luck with Sheeva’s own upper left fist, which struck her in the right cheek, nearly knocking her over. Supergirl scurried to regain her balance before sending her right fist at Sheeva, which met with no more success than all of her other attacks. Again the demon connected with her upper fist against the Girl of Steel’s right cheek, cutting it open and spinning the girl around as she was sent reeling backwards. The young blonde’s waist banged into the railing of the upper floor and she watched as blood from her mouth fell ten levels down to the bottom of the shopping center.
From Supergirl’s right cheek, left corner of her mouth and left nostril as well as from the center of her lower lip, blood streamed onto her face, mingling with the sweat and strands of blond hair.
I can’t believe this is happening to me…Supergirl. She’s pummeling me and I can’t even hit her. I can’t let this happen…I won’t let this happen, decided the Maid of Might as she turned around and fired a psi blast at the approaching Sheeva.
The glass of the Gap store behind the demon shattered, as the psi blast went on to impact the back wall of the clothing store. Sheeva was gone, Supergirl didn’t think she had hit her, but yet she was no longer in front of her. Then the Girl of Steel looked up just in time to see Sheeva’s foot bash into her face, spraying blood from her mouth into the air, as she crashed through the railing. The disorientated blond tumbled down, impacting the bottom floor of the mega mall some ten levels later.
Supergirl’s shoulders, back, ass and thighs were bruised from the impact with the solid floor, where she lay spread-eagled. As the Girl of Steel’s head cleared up she lifted her watery eyes up to see Sheeva jumping down, screaming as she guided herself to perform another devastating stomp. The young blond knew she had to get out of the way but couldn’t, her body was banged up and reacting poorly.
Sheeva crashed down upon Supergirl’s sprawled out body with furious vengeance, one foot drilling into the girl’s navel and the other into her breasts, drawing a brutal scream from Supergirl, “UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Supergirl’s legs and arms flailed upwards and blood gushed up from her mouth as her body was driven into the ground. The demon bounced off of Supergirl’s body gaining astounding height in preparation to come down upon it again. Before Sheeva stomped on Supergirl again the blood the Maid of Might had coughed up splattered on her S logo. The second stomp caused Supergirl to worsen the tone of her horrid screaming. Both Supergirl’s breasts and her midsection were bleeding, as the stains in her costume displayed. The external bleeding was minimal but the internal damage done to Supergirl was severe. The Girl of Steel kept spewing out blood and bile from her mouth as Sheeva dragged her by the left ankle back to the hole in the wall from where they entered the mall.
Supergirl’s S logo was smudged from her own blood and it no longer was magnificently pushed out and stretched by the girl’s tits. No longer were they perfectly shaped and firm but rather they had been too badly bruised and pounded to proudly display her S symbol. The Maid of Might kept her hands on her tits, sobbing as she felt what they had been reduced to.
Sheeva spun the Girl of Steel in the air above her head by the girl’s left ankle. When the velocity she had reached satisfied her, she released her hold on Supergirl and sent her crashing into the same wall from which they had entered. “UUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed the young heroine as the left side of her body smashed into and through the wall, sending her bouncing into the middle of the avenue.
Vehicles screeched to a halt, their exiting occupants couldn’t believe what they were seeing. The mighty Supergirl was struggling to get to her feet, not seeming to be able to get passed her hands and knees as she kept falling back onto her stomach. Blood and bile kept being coughed out of her mouth breaking up her crying screams of agony. Dark stains covered the girl’s costume around her breasts and waist, from where drops of blood seeped through, dripping to the ground. The heroine’s cape was to the side and her mini skirt raised, revealing the bruised generous portions of her ass cheeks her thin strip of costume didn’t conceal. The viewing audience on the back of the blonde’s thighs could also see bruising. Large pools of sweat were present under the girl’s armpits, around the collar of her costume and on the thin strip of fabric between her legs. Once Supergirl managed to stand up, the bruising on her face became apparent through the clumps of sweaty blond hair. Multiple sets of tears streaked down the heroine’s face, as did the blood from her split lower lip, left corner of her mouth, left nostril, right cheek and forehead. The sweat glistening Supergirl’s knees were bent inwards and her upper body was leaning forward, as she kept her right hand against her navel and her left between her breasts.
As the Maid of Might violently spewed out another round of blood and bile the people wondered what could possibly have done this to her. Sheeva just then emerged from the second hole in the mall’s wall answering the concerns of the onlookers, while increasing those of the Girl of Steel.
Sheeva was genuinely surprised to see the heroine standing, she would have teleported over if she had thought the girl had, had the strength to stand. “You surprise me Supergirl…you may not be much of a fighter but you’ve got heart, girl.”
Suddenly Supergirl swiveled around, nearly loosing her balance before taking a few wobbly, running steps and leaping into the air. “You little bitch! Have you no spine!” shouted Sheeva who sprinted after the fleeing Maid of Might, jumping into the air attempting to grab the girl’s left leg.
“Come on girl, get higher…you’ve got to get higher,” demanded Supergirl of herself, knowing that she couldn’t take much more of Sheeva’s punishment. Her body was ravaged by pain, she needed to escape and take time to heal before confronting this monstrosity again. The girl of Steel was too scarred to look down, but her heart stopped for a second when she felt Sheeva’s fingers on her left foot. “Rao, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” exclaimed the frightened heroine who breathed a sigh of relief as Sheeva fell back to the ground having been unable to gain sufficient grip.
The demon’s energy attack whizzed inches from a slowly ascending Supergirl’s right side, burning a hole right through her cape. The Girl of Steel in her condition was barely able to maneuver or fly with any great speed. A roaring Sheeva was repeatedly firing her energy blast after Supergirl who was struggling to avoid them, praying that she had it in her to reach the safety of the clouds. The Maid of Might had narrowly just avoided being struck in the S logo, when another one nailed her in the upper abdominal region, causing the young heroine to tumble back to the earth.
Standing only a dozen feet away, Sheeva witnessed the Girl of Steel cracking the asphalt of the avenue, as she slammed down on her front side. Supergirl’s head landed on her right cheek, worsening and expanding the bruise and cut already there. New wounds opened up at the corner of her eye and on her chin. A spray of blood flew out of the girl’s mouth upon impact, staining the avenue. Three of Supergirl’s lower right ribs and two of her lower left had snapped. Bruising dotted the Maid of Might’s body, as every inch of her gorgeous frame ached in pain.
The unconscious Supergirl was grabbed up off of the road and held up above Sheeva’s head. Held in this position by Sheeva’s upper arms, one on her sweaty ass the other between her shoulder blades. The Maid of Might’s arms and legs dangled loosely and her head hung back Her hair was flowing down, as was her cape and mini skirt.
Among Sheeva’s people, the Shokan, honor was of the greatest importance above all other matters in life and cowardice was reviled. Those who fled in battle were killed, seen as weak links in the might of the Shokan race. Supergirl’s shameful attempt to flee demanded that Sheeva end the girl’s life by cracking her spine.
Before Sheeva could execute the back breaker, a portal instantly opened up in front of her. “Sheeva!” demanded a voice from the swirling purple clouds consisting of the portal. As the clouds cleared they revealed a fabulous looking female. “I hope you’re not forgetting the terms of our agreement Sheeva? I get Supergirl alive and in exchange you become the leader of you’re people, under my command. Never forget that you’re replaceable.”
“I’ve not forgotten, Shadow Empress. I humbly beg for your forgiveness?” asked Sheeva as she lowered Supergirl to her muscular midsection, keeping her in her arms.
“I see the Girl of Steel proved to be no match for you my pupil…just as I said she would be. Wake her!”
“Yes my Empress,” said Sheeva as she placed Supergirl onto her feet, facing her. Sheeva held the heroine up by placing her lower set of arms under the blonde’s sweaty armpits and began reviving her by slapping her with her right upper hand.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” screamed a revived Maid of Might who awoke to a devastatingly battered and hurt filled body. Supergirl was turned to face the female in the portal, still held up by Sheeva’s lower set of arms under her armpits.
“Well, well, we meet again Supergirl…though I have to say you’re not exactly at your best right now.”
The voice sounded familiar and the crying, whimpering Supergirl raised her teary blue eyes to see if she could recognize the person. The Girl of Steel saw an incredibly sexy girl, with a rivaling fit, firm athletic body, seemingly around her own age of 21. This girl’s eyes were as blue as her own but she had curly, longer red hair. Supergirl couldn’t see all of this female since the portal only showed her from the waist up. But what she did see was mainly skin, since the girl wore only a stringy white bikini top that housed larger breasts than her own. “Who…are…you?” struggled to ask the Maid of Might.
“Come now Supergirl, my appearance may have changed but surely you haven’t forgotten me already? For you it has only been two years since we last met, but for me it’s been a millennia, since time works differently in this hellish dimension you imprisoned me in.
“S…S…Selena?”
“That’s right super bitch. I bet you thought you had seen the last of me by trapping me here. But you actually did me a favor girl. I’m now one with the Shadow Demon, stronger, more powerful than you could ever imagine. I’ve had a thousand years to master my powers, to conquer new worlds, and churn over all the things I plan to do to you for the pain you’ve caused me. Earth may still be beyond my grasp but that’s where Sheeva comes in. I boosted her power levels, made her study all you fights, learn your moves and how you think; you never stood a chance against her. Thanks to me she could wipe the floor with you any day of the week. Oh, how I’ve waited for this moment. Sheeva give the little super bitch a last look at her former life before you bring her to me to begin her new life of servitude.”
Sheeva spun around, keeping her hold on Supergirl by gripping her under her armpits with her lower set of arms. Hairs that weren’t sticking to the girl’s bloodied, sweaty and teary face or neck swayed in the wind. As did the girl’s cape and skirt that slowly flapped up and down, allowing for long glimpses at Supergirl’s tin strip of sweaty costume that narrowly concealed her pussy.
Supergirl through her teary eyes looked out at the cameras and large crowed in front of her. None of them seemed to move, they just starred with blank faces and mouths dropped open in disbelief. It can’t end like this, thought Supergirl. I can’t give up, there has to be something I can do…I just can’t quit…I’m Supergirl.
The Maid of Might was one of the universe’s mightiest beings not just because she had awesome super powers but because the girl had heart. Somehow the Girl of Steel found it in her, through all the hurt and damage already inflicted upon her, to strike and try and free herself from Sheeva. With a strength summoning scream the young heroine drove her elbows into the demon’s muscular abdomen.
Sheeva was ill prepared for Supergirl’s attack, which caused her to release the blond and bring her arms to her impacted abs in relief. As Supergirl clumsily leaped into the air in attempt to fly away, Sheeva, who had been more surprised than hurt by the blow to her abs, reached out and grabbed the fleeing girl’s ankles.
Selena acted hastily, not willing to allow Supergirl to escape her after coming so close to avenging her pain, started drawing things into the portal. Sheeva was swept off of her feet but kept clinging to Supergirl’s ankles; both females were parallel to the ground being drawn into the enlarging portal. “If she escapes it’s your head Sheeva!” threatened Selena, “do you hear me? Your head!”
What strength Supergirl had found was quickly fading. She could feel Sheeva climbing up her legs, as they slowly were being sucked into the portal. Both of Supergirl’s arms were outstretched in front of her as she placed every ounce of strength she had left into escaping. Cars, trees, people, cameras and dirt were being sucked into the portal, as its pull increased.
Sheeva was practically on top of Supergirl now, her arms grabbing various parts of Supergirl’s costume. One took hold of the front collar, another the cape, a third garbed the girl’s belt and the last was tugging on the thin strip of costume between the heroine’s legs. The demon’s legs had already begun to enter the portal while the Maid of Might’s were about to. “Rao, please help me! NNNNOOOOO…Rao, please I can’t give up, please help me!” pleadingly screamed Supergirl, just inches from entering the portal.
The massive hurt in Supergirl’s body was overcoming the brief spurt of strength she had managed to find. As her resistance dwindled, she gave way to her urge to cry, leaking several more tears from her already watering eyes. As the last bit of resistance left Supergirl’s body, her costume suddenly tore.
Sheeva was sent spiraling into the portal, with all of Supergirl’s costume except for her red boots and the sleeves of her costume. The instant Sheeva fully entered the portal it closed, plummeting Supergirl down to the ground, flat on her belly. A loud, “NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” from Selena could be heard as the portal shut.
Moaning in Pain the Girl of Steel managed to lift herself up to her hands and knees, blood gushing from her mouth as she did so. The ground where Supergirl’s face, tits and midsection had touched was stained with blood. Throughout her body bruising had formed and was especially painful around her lower broken ribs, battered midsection and ravaged breasts.
What few spectators, reporters and cameramen remained quickly turned their attention to the sobbing Maid of Might who was struggling to get to her feet. The immediate area around them had been demolished by Supergirl’s fight with Sheeva and by the immense power of the portal. Many civilians were injured and several buildings destroyed. The sound of various sirens could be heard approaching from the distance.
Supergirl knew she could do nothing for the injured; she was to badly wounded herself. She soon realized that all eyes were on her, some were in shock, others calling for assistance, but most, she soon realized were staring at her near naked body. The cameras were zooming in and Supergirl quickly placed a hand over her bruised vagina and another across her pounded, bruised and bleeding breasts.
With a moan of pain the heroine leaped into the air but soon was loosing height, floating back down to the ground. Supergirl had to remove her hands and stretch her arms above her head, revealing her most private of parts, in order to overcome gravity and slowly make her way home.