Supergirl stood at the podium on the steps of city hall and looked out at the crowd.
“…and for bravery and courage in defending this fine city, I present this key to the city to Supergirl,” pronounced the mayor. The tall blonde superheroine stepped forward to shake the mayor’s hand and accept the bronze key. “I want to thank you all for your support. It means a lot to me to see all of you here today and I hope that I will continue to be able to lend a helping hand wherever I can.”
As the gorgeous superheroine spoke into the microphone, she began to feel a strange tingling sensation between her legs. She subtly rubbed her thighs together in order to subdue the strange feeling. “…and it’s a privilege for…me to be here today and…” she tried to continue her speech, but the tingling sensation was spreading over her body. To her surprise, she was getting aroused! The feeling became stronger and more intense, and her firm legs began to tremble. Supergirl attempted to focus on her oration. “…and I want to…want to…”
Supergirl felt her breasts swell and her nipples push out against her S logo of her skin tight costume. She couldn’t stop herself; her hand furtively slipped beneath her belt and down her skirt. Hidden behind the podium, the young superheroine began to rub her groin. She was hot and embarrassed; could they see what was happening to her? Her hand continued to massage the area beneath her blue panties. Supergirl desperately hoped it would alleviate the erotic sensations which were pulsating through her body. Her uniform clung to her skin as sweat began to drip from her face. She blushed deeply as she caught sight of the mayor staring wildly at her as she touched and rubbed herself. ‘Oh god, I’ve got to get out of here before anyone else sees what’s happening to me’ Supergirl tried to maintain her composure and her dignity. “But…for now…I…must…oh!…go (gasp),” she panted. Swiftly, she removed her hand from beneath her skirt and took to the air.
As the superheroine streaked homeward through the air, she tried to understand what had happened to her. She felt terribly embarrassed. How could she have allowed herself to submit to those sensual urges?! She was certainly not that kind of girl. She preferred the reverse situation, to have men experience those sexual feelings for her; to have men lust after her. It was unacceptable for her to be aroused.
At last Supergirl arrived at her apartment in Metropolis. She was still hot and bothered by her recent experience at the award ceremony. As she unbuckled her belt and let her skirt drop to the floor, she noticed that the thin blue fabric between her legs was soaking wet. In self-contempt, Supergirl threw off her boots and stripped out of her body suit. She stepped into the shower and began to scrub herself clean. Yet even as the water and soap flowed over her body, she felt dirty for what she had done to herself.
Supergirl opened the door and slowly walked in. She was nervous and excited at the same time. It was time to put a stop to the crime wave which had gripped Metropolis for the past few weeks. The young superheroine had attempted to infiltrate the ranks of a highly organized gang which seemed to be the source of the crime. Supergirl had disguised herself as a rebellious teenage girl; she wore a brown, short-haired wig and was dressed in a white shirt and jeans.
For the past three weeks, Supergirl had spent much of her time hanging around the low-brow areas of Metropolis. In her disguise, she had been able to make contact with a few of the minions in the gang. And just recently she had been extended an invitation to actually meet one of the leaders of the outfit. It was then that she might be granted access into the gang. Supergirl’s plan had been to do just that in the hopes of apprehending the person who was at the head of the corporation. She figured that with the head figure out of the way, the gang would quickly die off.
Tentatively, Supergirl entered the room. As she stepped inside, she felt the temperature rise just a bit. The room was on the upper floor of a 10-story building. Supergirl had checked to see what company owned the building, but all her searching lead her nowhere. The lease was in the name of a dummy corporation-it did not exist. As for the people who worked in the building, they were people of all ages who rarely talked to others outside of their own clique. When Supergirl had attempted to approach some of them, she had been courteously rebuffed. Other than idle chat, Supergirl had been unable to get anyone to reveal anything about this company.
But this was about to change, she thought to herself as she entered the boss’ room. The place was big, with large windows peering out into the dark night sky. There was a low red glow emanating from the top of the desk in the middle of the room. It was the only light, and it bathed the room in an ethereal crimson glow.
“Welcome,” came a voice from behind the desk. As Supergirl’s eyes adjusted to the dark, she saw the outline of a figure seated behind the desk. From the sound of his voice, she knew it was a man. “Please, make yourself comfortable,” said the voice. An extended hand bade her to sit in the swivel desk in front of the desk.
Supergirl came forward and sat down. She noticed that it was exceptionally warm inside the room, though it was not quite uncomfortable. As she seated herself, she tried to catch a glimpse of the rest of the room. Unfortunately, the darkness prevented her from seeing much farther beyond the desk.
“Well…it has come to my attention that you’re interested in joining our ‘family.’ Is that right?”
“Yes. I’m looking to make some quick money so I can move out of this dump.”
“And what is it you think we do here? What makes you think we need someone like you to work for us?”
As Supergirl began to answer, she began to feel that strange tingling sensation that she remember feeling at the press conference a few weeks earlier. “Well…I’m willing to work hard, I’m willing to work late hours…and…I…” Supergirl trailed off as she began to sweat. What was happening to her?! Of all the places, why here? Why now? She crossed her legs in order to relieve the gentle throbbing between her legs. But it was to no avail. The sensation began to spread up to her chest. Her breasts started to swell and her nipples quickly became erect.
“Please, continue. I’m interested in hearing what you can do to help our company’s business.”
“Well…I…um…I can…” But Supergirl couldn’t focus. Her body was becoming more and more tense. Her thighs were gently rubbing against each other. Sweat dripped from her forehead and her chest was moist with perspiration. She felt her shirt clinging tightly to her breasts. Could he see what was happening to her? Supergirl hoped the darkness hid her from the man’s view.
“Now relax. I know that these sorts of things are very disconcerting.” The man rose from behind his desk. “Please…continue.”
Supergirl tried to refocus. As she tried to clear her mind, the man walked around his desk. He sat on his desk just in front of her and looked down at the disguised superheroine.
“I think…that I could help…by…” Supergirl stammered as her body became even more aroused.
“Perhaps this might help…Supergirl!” said the man triumphantly.
“What…what are you-“
“Please Supergirl, don’t waste your time trying to deny what is painfully obvious. Just look at yourself.” Laughed the man.
Supergirl looked down at herself and saw in horror that she had been sweating so much that she had drenched her white shirt. It clung tightly against the red, yellow and blue Supergirl uniform which had previously been hidden underneath.
The man reached down toward Supergirl and yanked her to her feet by her shirt. “Let’s not spend any more time on this charade.” And with that, the villain ripped the white shirt from Supergirl’s chest.
“Fine! I’ve learned enough about your ‘corporation.’ It’s over for you and your crime spree.” Supergirl stepped back and pulled off her brown wig and swiftly stripped out of her jeans. She was now standing in her normal Supergirl outfit, save for the missing cape. She stood in her ‘power pose’ as she prepared to make quick work of the villain. “Why don’t you save us both some time and give yourself up now.”
“Supergirl, do you really think that I didn’t know you were trying to infiltrate my company? Do you really think that I would be unprepared for our meeting? Your confidence will be your doom. I’ve awaited this moment for quite some time now, and I’m definitely going to enjoy this.”
The villain then stepped forward toward the cocky superheroine. As he approached her, Supergirl felt the sexual sensation which had invaded her body suddenly increase in intensity. She felt her groin ache for some sort of touch, and her breasts continued to swell until they felt as if they would burst. “Oooooooo,” Supergirl moaned to herself as her focus was once again lost. She quickly stepped back from the villain in order to gain some time. But she still couldn’t focus on anything but the profound sexual urges of her body. Her hands clutched her chest and forcibly began to massage her luscious breasts. She felt some relief, as her throbbing breasts were finally given the attention they desperately needed. The S-logo on her chest was stretched and wrinkled as her hands continued to rub her bosom.
“Now that’s something I’ve always wanted to see.” Leered the villain. “Maybe I can help you with that.”
“Ungh…no…get away from me!” cried Supergirl.
“Well then you leave me no other choice.” And with that he quickly kicked the helpless Girl of Steel between the legs!
“Ooopphh!” groaned Supergirl as the kick landed squarely in her crotch. She fell against the back wall and slowly fell to the ground. But the kick hadn’t hurt as much as it had pleasured her. It felt good! She realized that she had neglected that part of her body, and it ached for some attention.
But before she could attend to her body’s need, the villain was on her. He grabbed her by her uniform and pulled her back to her feet. He shoved her up against the back wall. Supergirl felt the bottom of her uniform pull up tightly between her legs. Strangely, it turned her on! The fabric wound tightly up her crotch and between her rounded ass.
“So Supergirl, let’s see you get your way out of this one,” sneered the man.
“Let…go of me…” squirmed Supergirl as she tried to wriggle out of his grip. ‘What’s going on? I’m Supergirl. I should be able to beat this guy to a pulp.’
The young superheroine balled her right hand into a tight fist and threw a punch as hard as she could against the villain’s midsection. The villain took it standing! How was this possible?! Supergirl was in shock. Where were her powers?
“I don’t think so Superbabe. You’re in no condition to fight right now.” And with that, the villain thrust his hand beneath Supergirl’s red skirt and cupped her crotch. But instead of picking her up, he began to rub his hand between her legs.
“Nooooooo!!!” screamed Supergirl. “You can’t do this to me!”
“Oh but I am,” smiled the villain. “And I believe you’re enjoying this as much as I am.”
“What…are you…talking about?” moaned Supergirl
“Stop pretending Supergirl, I know how good this must feel for you. I can see how aroused you are by the way your nipples are pressing out against your shirt. And all this time you spend prancing around in your cute little outfit, teasing men incessantly. I think it’s time for you to feel what it’s like to finally get what you’ve been denying others for so long.” And with that, the villain pulled back the soaked thin blue fabric which covered Supergirl’s most sensual body part and shoved two fingers deep into the Girl of Steel.
“AAAahhhhhhh!!!” screamed the superheroine. But as much as she tried-as much as she wanted to-she couldn’t fight back anymore. Her body was starting to climax. Supergirl had never felt such an intense force overcome her body. And it felt so damn good! She felt her body submit to the man. Her thighs began to rub up against the villain’s hand. Her head tilted back against the wall and she let out a long, hard moan.
“That’s it Superslut, you’re starting to get into it.”
Her muscles were all tense now. Even the villain was amazed at how firm and lithe she was. The red glow accentuated the beautiful outlines and curves of her body. She was the most incredible woman he had ever seen! It was time to move to the next step of his plan. He pulled his hand out from between her legs, picked up the helpless Girl of Steel by her belt buckle and threw her toward the corner of the room.
Supergirl’s mind was completely confused. She tried to concentrate in order to fly, but could not. Suddenly she felt herself land on something soft. As she gathered her bearings, she realized she had landed on a huge bed. She slid on the satin sheets as she landed. “Oooommph!”
The villain was quickly on top of her. Swiftly he tugged on Supergirl’s soaking wet panties, ripping them from her body suit. Supergirl gasped as she felt herself revealed to this villain. “Noooo!! You can’t do this to me! I’m Supergirl!”
But the villain ignored her pleas. He straddled the desperate superheroine and lifted up her mini-skirt. Then he lowered himself against the exposed Supergirl and began to grind his body against her. His hands clutched and massaged Supergirl’s aching breasts. Though he was still clothed in a dark, tight black outfit, Supergirl could feel the villain’s become more and more excited. She felt something hard pressing up and against her crotch. And it felt good to her. Her body grew more and more stimulated as the villain began to grind against her.
“Please…don’t do this to me…please…stop…” begged the helpless Girl of Steel.
“Are you sure that’s what you want now Supergirl?”
And with that, the villain stopped rubbing up against the superheroine. His hands released Supergirl’s swollen breasts. He sat up and looked down at the panting girl.
But despite giving Supergirl an apparent escape, the Girl of Steel couldn’t stop herself. She tried to focus her mind, but she realized that she did not want to; she did not want to think about what was happening to her. Supergirl wanted him to continue molesting her body. Her lust was suddenly overpowering her; she was in no condition to fight the urges. She reached up to the villain and pulled him back down on top of her.
“No…please…keep going…”
“Are you sure Supergirl? Maybe I should let you go now.”
“I’m…I’m…sorry, please…keep going now…” panted the superheroine.
“Well, maybe a little longer…” taunted the villain.
And with that, the villain began to move against Supergirl’s body. “YESSS!!” screamed Supergirl. She began to buck hard against his body. Her muscular thighs began to work like pistons, driving and thrusting her body into his. But she wanted more. Her hands reached up and began to pull off the villain’s tight black pants.
“Now what’s this? What do you want now Supergirl?”
But Supergirl had pulled down both the villain’s pants and underwear. Before the villain could react, Supergirl had thrust herself up and let him penetrate into her body. The villain was temporarily shocked. Despite anticipating this glorious moment, the feeling was still overpowering. He was having sex with Supergirl! He was fucking the Girl of Steel! The villain quickly recovered and began to pound the sex-starved superheroine.
“OH YESSS!!! Fuck me harder!” Supergirl screamed. “I’m going to make you cum!!” The superheroine felt even more erotic as she began to talk dirty. She felt so slutty, but she liked it! “Come on big man, you can fuck me better than this!”
The villain began to sweat as much as Supergirl was as he continued to grind into and out of Supergirl. Their slick bodies slid up and down on each other. The villain stared down at Supergirl’s head; she was bucking wildly and her head had tilted back and her mouth had formed into a seductive “O.” She was moaning and gasping for breath. It was an incredible turn on for the villain.
“How…how did you do this to me?” panted the Girl of Steel as she continued to thrust herself up against the villain’s body.
“Since you’re so into this, I may as well tell you. See this ring? Well you may have noticed the red ruby in the middle of it.” The villain lifted his hand off her chest temporarily to show her the ring. “Well…it’s actually not a ruby. It’s some incredibly valuable, at least to me, red kryptonite! I tested it out on you at the award ceremony three weeks ago. I was disguised as a photographer and had placed the gem in the laser of my camera. You can imagine my surprise and delight when I witnessed your reaction to the substance. While I thought it would weaken you, I had no idea it would stimulate you.”
Supergirl tried to recoil in horror. This man had been able to get to her simply by exposing her to the red kryptonite. She felt abused and humiliated…yet…it still felt so damn good to be fucked. Her body needed this! And she couldn’t resist him; he did have a great body. Was it really so bad for her to enjoy this so much?! It felt even more erotic to keep fucking even though she knew she should stop.
But now the villain was beginning to release. The thought of having sex with the most desirable woman in the world was too much for him. Sex with Supergirl! He still could not believe it! He felt himself climaxing, and could not stop himself. As he penetrated Supergirl harder and faster, he could no longer control his body. The villain released himself into the Girl of Steel.
Supergirl moaned as she felt the man release into her. The villain began to pull away from the lusty superheroine.
“Oh no you don’t big boy. I’m not done with you yet! You’re going to make me cum!”
“Is that so? Well, then you asked for this.”
And with that, the villain pushed Supergirl aside and pressed a hidden button in the wall. Within a few seconds, three masked men entered the room. The villain had already pulled up his pants and was moving back from the disheveled superheroine.
“What…what’s going on? I said I wasn’t done with you!”
“Oh don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet Supergirl!” And with that, the villain backed up and moved away from the bed. “But don’t get up yet Supergirl, the fun is just starting!” He signaled to the three men. “Go get her boys!”
The three men quickly moved to the bed. Supergirl sat up and looked wildly at the three newcomers. “What do you think-OH!!!” Supergirl gasped as she was lifted to her feet and shoved up against the wall. One of the men stepped around her and stood between her and the wall. Another stood directly behind her. The man in front of her unbuckled her belt and pulled down her mini-skirt while the man behind her reached around her body and pulled at her costume just below her breasts. He tore at the bottom of her costume from her body until the Girl of Steel was naked from the bottom of her chest to her calf-high shiny red boots. Her costume lay in tatters by her feet.
Supergirl tried to struggle against her captors, but to no avail. Her hands were held above her head as she was stripped mercilessly. “Oh please…don’t…just don’t…NOOOOO!!!”
She felt herself penetrated! Everywhere!! The villain’s henchmen had their hands everywhere, but they weren’t penetrating her with just their hands! She saw that the men were now naked, save for their masks, and were thrusting their hips up hard against her from all angles. She tried to climb away from the men but could not escape. She was too weak from the effects of the red kryptonite. Panting and moaning, she fell back into the men’s clutches. She relaxed and let her captors drive themselves into her. Supergirl began to spread her legs. As she let her muscles relax, she felt an erotic sensation build up in her again. Here she was, the most powerful superheroine on the planet, getting pounded and penetrated by three masked men!
Supergirl let her body move against the two men on either side of her. She let them both penetrate her, slow at first but with increasing speed as she began to become more and more aroused and excited. Her legs began to weaken as she continued to thrust her hips against the masked men. She groaned as the intensity increased. Her body glistened with sweat in the dim light.
But as the grinding and pounding continued, Supergirl began to hyperventilate. She was gasping for air as her body was groped and invaded. Yet the men did not relent. They were sweating just as much, and their bodies slipped up and against the superheroine’s rock solid body. Suddenly, Supergirl let out an incredible moan and blacked out. She fell to the ground unconscious.
The masked henchmen backed away from the fallen superheroine’s body. “Is that it boss?” asked one of the masked men.
“Yeah, that’s about it.” The villain stepped out of the shadows with a videocamera in one hand. “Let me have her now.”
The men quickly moved out of the room. As the door closed behind them, the villain stepped over to the unconscious Supergirl. “Time for your final humiliation Superslut.”
The villain picked Supergirl up by the collar of what was left of her costume and dragged her off the bed and across the room to the window. The sun was about to rise, and the villain moved quickly. He opened the window and looked down at the barren flag pole positioned just below the window. “This should be just fine.”
Supergirl was lifted up and over the window sill. The villain held the superheroine by the front of her collar and passed it through the pole. There Supergirl hung, dangling by her collar from the top of the building. She was clothed in only her red boots and the top portion of her uniform. The S-logo just barely covered the top part of her breasts. The bottom of her chest was just as exposed as the rest of her body, save her calves and feet.
After leaving the unconscious heroine hanging from the poll, the villain made a phone call to the local media. An anonymous tip was released about Supergirl fighting at the top of the 10-story building on the corner of D and 7th Street.
Within 15 minutes, with the sun rising in the east, five news crews were filming the torn and disheveled Supergirl hanging from the top of the building as firefighters worked quickly to rescue the beaten and stripped superheroine.